Falling For You
Chapter 3
By: Kiera Kay
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Sharona looked at him right in his hazel-brown eyes, "Trevor…uhhhh…."
She tried to catch her breath. She moved a few strands of hair out of her way and sniffled.
"He cheated on me."
Monk knew it was coming, ever since their visit he had a feeling that the new Trevor was not much different than the old.
"I'm so sorry Sharona…I…how did you find out?"
"I saw them." She whispered quietly and shivered.
Monk sighed sympathetically.
"They were in a restaurant, and he was giving her a gift, it was a necklace…. that senseless asshole…" She rambled.
Monk truly felt sorry for her, she was a great woman and did not deserve to be treated this way. He felt her shiver again and got up from underneath her.
"Where are you going?" She asked quietly, as if she did not want him to leave.
"I'm going to get you a blanket, you're freezing."
He grabbed an old blanket he knew he could throw away and wrapped it around her. She leaned back in the armchair and rubbed her forehead.
"It's not fair, we were supposed to get married, how could he?" She sniffled and closed her eyes. Monk stood above her with a sympathetic look on his face; he hated seeing her in pain.
"I'm sorry."
"Yea…me too." She whispered, "Well look at me. I'm a mess, I'm sorry I ruined your day, I'll leave…"
"Sharona…. stay."
She looked at him hesitantly but listened to his command and sat back down. Flashing him a miniature smile, she realized that she was still soaking wet.
"Where are you staying?" Monk asked.
"Uh…no where, Benjy's at Gail's house, but she only has one bed so…a hotel I guess."
She got up from the chair and shivered for the third time, realizing this Monk quickly said something.
"Sharona, you're going to get sick, we need to get you some new clothes….uh…"
He carefully picked up all the wet towels and rags and threw them over his shoulder," follow me…"
She followed him up the stairs and stopped short when spotting a woman in the kitchen.
Sharona's heart stopped for a minute but then realized who it could be. Monk had never said much about her, but looked like he could be his assistant.
She was sitting quietly on a kitchen chair, reading with her head down, like she was depressed.
"Sharona!"
Sharona swiftly ran up the stairs and into his bedroom.
"Here…" Monk said holding out a pair of flannel pajama pants and an overly large sweatshirt.
"Adrian…I'm fine, my clothes will dry…I."
"Just take it…you'll…thank me later."
She smirked and walked into the bathroom to change.
"Adrian…where did you get these clothes?" She yelled from behind the door, the pants were very feminine and the sweatshirt was something she could never picture him in.
'Like he would ever wear a sweatshirt with a heart on the front' she had said to herself.
"They were Trudy's," he replied a few seconds later. Her heart stopped for a second when he said that. Trudy's old items had always been sacred to him; he would never let anyone touch them.
She opened the door and stood at the side of the doorway, leaning her head out.
"Adrian…I can't wear these clothes." She said holding them out in front of her.
"It's fine."
"No…it's not. These are special…I…couldn't…."
"Sharona…. It's okay. I accidentally washed them once anyway so they've lost their smell."
"But they're still hers."
"She would have wanted you to wear them."
She grinned hesitantly and closed the door again. She quickly put them on. She smiled at the thought of her, the woman that always made him happy. Sometimes she wished she could talk to her, and tell her how important she was.
Sharona put her hair up into a messy bun. The large sleeves of the sweatshirt were twice her size, but it made her look…cute.
Sharona walked out of the bathroom with a yawn, "Thanks again."
"No problem," Monk said flashing her one of his famous smiles.
"So, was that…. Natalie downstairs?" She asked politely.
Monk's eyes got wide as he realized that he had forgotten all about her, "Yes…yes, that's Natalie, I forgot she was here…I'll be right back."
He rushed down the stairs and to his surprise she was still there. She spotted him, but did not look up. She could not decide whether she was mad that he had forgotten about her, sad that she might lose her job, or just jealous all together.
"I'm sorry." Monk said sitting down at the table, "That was Sharona…"
"Yes…I know Mr. Monk," she snapped and kept flipping the pages of her magazine.
"She was very upset…"
"I know I heard you're whole conversation, look if you wanna fire me, just do it. I know Sharona's back and you want her to be you're assistant because she's the best assistant you ever had." She rambled on as Monk looked at her crazily.
"I though you hated being my assistant…"
"Mr. Monk, did you ever realize that if I didn't want to be you're assistant, I wouldn't have taken the job?"
She did not know why she needed to yell, but she just needed to get it all out. A small tear rolled down her eye and she quickly wiped it away, but you know Monk. Nothing goes un-noticed.
He tried to place a caring hand on her back, but she just shoved it away, which made Monk a little angry.
"I don't know why you're so mad."
Natalie flashed him an angry look, "You leave me here by myself for an hour and a half, not even introducing me to her and now you wonder why I'm mad? Well just so ya know, I have feelings too."
She rubbed her fingers around her eyes and sniffled a bit, "I don't want to lose this job. I like this job. It's the only job I've liked in three years Mr. Monk."
He looked at her confused, she had always been a tough person to deal with. She was not as open with her feelings like Sharona always was, he knew she always felt like she needed to be strong all the time.
Monk sighed and thought about Sharona upstairs…. he could not decide! His head was spinning at a mile a minute. He liked…no loved Sharona in his life, but Monk was starting to get use to the idea of Natalie too…
"Please Mr. Monk?" Natalie pleaded. He sighed…. Sharona or Natalie?
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