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Chapter 2: Unforgiveness

While she stared at the ceiling of Mac's office, she tried to think about what she had heard today. Mac had a fiancé, and she was the most beautiful woman Stella had ever seen. And she was a cop.

A beautiful cop. Man, Stella should've known that. She should have known that Mac would try to get over his best friend leaving. How could she be so dumb? Did she really think he would love her still, even after five years?

Stella sighed. She was sad. Why hadn't she done something when it wasn't already too late? Why? Why why why? She hit her forehead with her hand. She was nearly beginning to cry. Now she felt alone.

Every time she thought about Mac in New Orleans, she had the feeling that he would still love her. But now she knew it hadn't been true. Had never been true, actually.

What was she thinking?

Stella leaned back on the couch she was sitting on. It was the same couch Mac and she had been sitting on after the case in Greece. When she read his tea leaves. She sighed once again.

As Stella thought all those things, Mac came in silently and sat next to her. He looked her in the eyes, full of worry and praying for understanding.

"Stop hitting your head, Stella." He said.

She shook her head and began again.

"Please. I… I'm sorry."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because… I know I hurt you with hiding this from you."

"Oh Mac… why did you do this to me?"

"Because I couldn't live with the lost of you leaving."

Both of them were quiet. The clock on the wall was ticking louder and louder. After a long time Mac reached out his arm and laid it over Stella's shoulders. He pulled her to his chest. Now he felt that she was crying.

He took a deep breath and let it out again. He knew he hurt her very bad. He hurt his best friend. And that was unforgivable.

"Please forgive me, Stella. I didn't want you hurt so much."

She didn't say anything, just listened to the sound of his heart and his breathing. She realized how much she had missed him. How much she had missed his touch.

Suddenly she stood up and walked out the door, leaving her old love behind. Heading for the elevator, she stopped crying and wiped the tears away. It was over.

She would never cry after him again. She must get over it quickly or it would drive her crazy sooner or later.

Stella heard that Mac was coming after her, but didn't turn around until she went into the elevator. As the door closed, she saw a broken, lifeless Mac standing in front of her, holding the tears back.

She didn't say anything. She didn't even smile or wave. She wanted to get out.

On the streets again, Stella didn't go to her car, no. She went straight to the park on the other side of the street.

When she was half through the park, it began to rain. Drops mixed with her tears ran down her face as she sat down on a lonesome green bench.

Then she bed her face in her hands. Still sobbing, she realized she was soaked to the skin. Like her broken heart and her torn apart soul. While she walked out the park again, wet and down, she heard a song in the back of her head.

Picture perfect memories

Scattered all around the floor.

Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind,

For me it happens all the time.

It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone

And I need you now.

I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control

And I need you now.

And I don't now how I can do without

But I need you now.

Stella reached her hotel room. She took a box with old pictures from Mac and her friends and scattered it around the floor. Even if she was wet, she took each picture in her hand. For each picture a tear ran down her cheek and her heart broke one more time because she thought about Mac and what he had done to her.

Another shot of whiskey can't stop lookin' at the door.

Wishing you'd come sweeping

In the way you did before.

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind

For me it happens all the time.

It's a quarter after one,

I'm a little drunk and I need you now.

I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control

And I need you now.

And I don't know how I can do without

I just need you now.

Mac sat at his favourite bar surrounded by some police officers who took a break from patrol or just dropped by to party a closed case or something. He was sad, and mad at himself. How could he be so silly? To tell Stella he would marry Jessica because she had left?

He ordered whiskey again and turned the glass in his hands. He couldn't think anymore because he was to drunk to. It was quarter after one and he needed Stella. Needed her badly. But he was engaged. Mac thought I'm engaged all the time to calm him down. To tell him his feelings for Stella wouldn't last long. To slow down his anger, his hurt. Then he heard a song in the radio.

Guess I'd rather hurt

Than feel nothing at all…

It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone

And I need you now.

I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk

And I need you now.

And I don't now how I can do without

I just need you now.

Both reached for their cell phone and called each other. But it was busy signal which answered. Both sighed.

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