She Didn't Answer Me
Tristan drove quickly back towards Hartford. He was mad. All he did was ask a simple question. One she didn't answer.
' She could have answered it when we got in the car. But did she? No. She let me feel like a fool because I basically told her how I felt.'
Tristan slammed on the brakes as she pulled into his driveway. It had been a great night, but he had to help ruin it.
' I'm not the one at fault. I asked her a simple question. One she just couldn't seem to answer. What does that mean? She doesn't like me? She didn't feel anything, anything at all, when we kissed? I should have learned from my mistakes. She could never love me the way I love her. DuGrey you shouldn't have been so dumb.'
Tristan shook his head as he sat on the edge of his bed. Quickly standing up he changed into his swimsuit before heading downstairs to the pool.
' Swimming a few laps will help relax me. Maybe it will help me with some kind of solution.'
Jumping in the pool he glided under the water before surfacing.
' Damn her.' He thought as he began his laps