DISCLAIMER: All of the characters from the Fifty Shades Series used in this story belongs to E.L James

Chapter Six: Say Something

APOV

Present/2015

"What are you doing here Christian?" I whisper, not even sure if he can hear my frailed voice. My breath shortens with each second that we stare at one another in silence.

"Christian." I say more firmly, in hopes that I will get his attention, and the answer to my question.

"Tink -"

"No! You're not allowed to call me that anymore, we're not friends anymore." I yell. I slam the door and walk away while angrily wiping my tears. I don't understand how just hearing that nickname was able to bring tears to my eyes. I begin walking towards my bedroom when I hear the knocking yet again, and this time it is even harder.

"What Christian?!" I huff while crossing my arms across my chest.

"I've been trying to call you Tin … Ana. You changed your number?" He says softly while pulling at his hair, a habit I used to adore once upon a time.

"Yeah well with everything tha-that's happened it just made the most sense." I respond while looking down at my heels.

"I just really needed to talk to you." This comment makes me even more furious. How is he going to put the blame on me?

"Christian, all of this isn't my fault. You were the one that lied. You were the one that couldn't keep it in your pants. And I was the one who fell for all of your tricks." I yell, getting angrier at that fact that these tears are yet again appearing.

"Why wasn't I enough for you Christian?" I whisper. I'm surprised to see Christian looking as broken as I feel. How is this affecting him so much? Why does any of this matter to him?

"Ana it was a mistake, I still lo-"

"No Christian! A mistake is standing me up on a date, a mistake is forgetting my favorite type of ice cream. Sleeping with another woman while you're already in an almost 4 year relationship is not a mistake. It doesn't even come close!" My makeup is already passed ruined, and I don't even care. I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest. Why does he do this to me? I had spent all of those summer days trying to get over him, and he thinks he can just waltz back into my life.

"I need you to leave Chris-Christian." I whimper.

"Ana please just hear me out." I repeatedly shake my head "no".

"Ana just let me explain … please." His voice cracks at that last word, and I think I can feel my heart shattering simultaneously.

"Goodbye Christian." I respond while closing the door, but his foot is in the way before it can fully shut.

"Anastasia Steele I am still in love with you. What happened last year was a mistake, a huge one, but please don't forget that I am still here. That I still want you like I did all of those years before. All I'm asking for is a chance." I stare in silence at him, and the tears that are now falling down his face. I give the slightest nod, close the door completely, and make my way to my bathroom.

I'm not shocked to see mascara stains all along my face, with my under eyes having this familiar puffiness that I experienced all last summer. There's a knock at my door, but I just stay staring at my face, at the girl I can't even recognize.

"Steele?" I let out a sigh of relief knowing that it's just Kate.

"Steele? Sawyer's here." She whispers, and just by the tone of her voice I know she has already let him in. I take in a big breath, salvage whatever makeup I can, and open the door. It's time to put your big girl pants on Steele.

AN: Hope you enjoyed this week's chapter, it sure was a heart-wrenching one for me. Until next time!