Why? Part 2
"Trish, please forgive me and give me another chance. I will never do that to you ever again."
"Of course I'll give you another chance, AJ."
All of a sudden AJ woke up in a cold sweat and realized he'd been dreaming.
"Damn it." AJ said running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
All of a sudden the phone started ringing. When AJ answered it he never expected it to be who it was.
"Hello?" AJ asked with a yawn.
"Hi." The other voice said annoyed.
"Hi, baby." AJ said as a smile formed on his face.
"Don't you dare call me baby. I just wanted to tell you that I'll be by later to get my things.
"Trish…" But before he could finish he realized she had hung up. With a sigh he picked up the picture of him and Trish off the bed and put it back on the nightstand and got up and got in the shower.
An hour later
AJ had just gotten out of the shower when there was a knock at the door. He ran down the stairs so fast that he almost tripped. But before he opened the door, he took three big breaths, and then opened it, and standing there with a frown on her face was Trish.
"Hi, Trish. How have you been?" AJ asked motioning for her come in.
"Great, just great." Trish answered sarcastically. "So, is the slut who used to be my best friend here?" Trish asked rolling her eyes as she entered the house.
"No. I told her to leave and stay out of my life." AJ answered closing the door behind Trish.
"Yeah, whatever." Trish said in a sarcastic voice and walking up the stairs.
"I did." AJ repeated following Trish.
"I said whatever." Trish said opening the bedroom door and walking in.
"Trish, I love you, and you know that."
"No! If you loved me you wouldn't have done that to me. Now, will you leave the room so I can get my stuff and get out of here?"
"Fine, if that's what you really want."
"It is."
"Okay, I'll be downstairs."
"Whatever." Trish said walking over to her dresser and taking shirts, pants, and skirts out and throwing them into her suitcase. Then when all of her clothes were in her suitcase, she started taking all of her jewelry and putting it in the suitcase with her clothes, and that's when she saw the last necklace laying on the nightstand next to the next to the bed next to the picture of her and AJ. She picked up the necklace and put it with the others. She sat on the bed and picked up the picture. She ran her finger down the picture of AJ as tears started to fall from her eyes. She lifted her hands above her head with them still holding the picture, and threw it against the wall watching it shatter into a million pieces. She wiped her tear stained face, got up from her spot on the bed, picked up her suitcase, and walked down the stairs and out the door without a word being spoken.