Recap:
"You've already read one post, and I've read you one. Go ahead and read more then," tears started flowing from her eyes as she ran out of the room.
Chapter 7
Why do I keep hurting her? I realise what I have done was wrong beyond all levels. I should have trusted her from the beginning and how could I have read her diary, there's a reason why she wrote there and not tell me. Especially after the entry she wrote about me, it made me feel more ashamed that I misjudged her unfairly. It's going to be difficult to win her trust back, but Bailey is my everything too, I can't lose her over my silly mistake. Even if I have to beg or re-woo her all over again, I'll do it till I win her back. I ran after her, trying to keep pace with her, making sure I don't lose sight of her.
"Bailey, please let me explain," I pleaded.
Instead of looking at me, Bailey instantaneously walked faster in the other direction.
I sighed, "I'm sorry?" I tried again.
She totally ignored me, normally Bailey will give me that, 'you think sorry will always work' speech but I guess not this time.
"I like your dress," I complimented, hoping to get at least a smile, even though I knew it was a stupid time to make such a comment.
As expected, she totally ignored my comment and tried to ditch me by walking into One of a Kind and closing the door at my face. Okay, I totally deserved that.
I trailed behind her and entered the shop even though it wasn't the opening hours yet as I rubbed my bruised cheek, "Did I mention that your shoes really match your dress and it really brings out your brown eyes?" I continued hoping that flirting will help, but I've never been a smooth guy. Normally Bailey laughs and giggles at me when I'm saying a joke, rather than with me.
Our one-sided conversation lasted all the way to the shop's storeroom, where she began her stock counting, completely ignoring my existence. I leaned against the door in defeat. Silent treatment has never been more difficult.
"Bailey," I started again.
She turned around to acknowledge my existence, bit down on her lip, trying to stop the tears as she spoke, "Hearts are often broken by words left unspoken, but at times, silence may be better. And this is one of such times," before turning back to face the shelves and pretended to be stock-taking.
"Bailey, please don't do this to me. I know you have every right to be angry. I've been such a jerk, reading your diary, not trusting you, shouting at you when I don't even have the facts right. You've always been so supportive of me all the time," I paused before continuing, "I must be such a disappointment to you, and I don't really know how I'm going to win your trust back but I assure you I will do whatever it takes, how long it takes, till you're willing to trust me again. And I promise I will work on my jealousy issues."
She turned back again and urged me to continue. Her face was all blotchy, her mascara was running, and it's entirely my fault that she's crying; over a mistake that I have made. I felt really awful at that point.
I became more anxious as her eyes narrowed and she continued to glare at me.
"I was waiting for you in your cabin and you were out for quite a long while so I decided to do some work while waiting. Your desk was a little messy so I thought it'll be nice to have it neat and tidy, just the way you like it. I didn't mean to read your diary, I was stacking your materials and it slipped out from our half-a-versary photo album,"
"And you thought, hmmm why not read it since it's open and Bailey's not around, ignoring the fact that you were invading my privacy!" her voice was rather shaky as she spoke.
"No, I mean, yes. I read it. I wanted to close it but at a glance I saw my name, I saw Moose's name, and recently you guys have been spending quite a lot of time together that I was just a little curious about how you thought of him since he came on board,"
"You could have just asked me!" Bailey retorted.
"I know, I should have just done that instead of reading your diary. I was afraid of the truth. I was afraid that you will say you prefer hanging out with him instead of me, that dating me was a big mistake. Look at Moose, he's the perfect guy, he has broad shoulders and he's tall and tanned, he can wrestle a bull, he knows Shakespeare, and you guys have history together. I'm just Cody, a nerdy and dorky science club guy. I'm sorry, Bailey," I replied matter-of-factly and sighed as I began to realise how useless I am compared to Moose, no wonder Bailey likes him.
I felt Bailey's hand touch mine, "Oh Cody, dating you was the best thing that ever happened to me. You're more than just a science guy; I like it when you get all interested in science. Even though you hate literature, you were willing to spend so much of your time reading it just because I like it. You're caring, sweet, and sensitive; you really mean it when you said you'll crawl to the ends of the Earth to make me happy. You make promises that you keep and each time I see you, my mood gets all cheery, and you always know how to make me smile. Even if you're dorky, you are my dorky guy,"
I was filled with happiness when Bailey said that. With that, I wrapped my arms around her waist protectively, while hers were wrapped around mine.
"Cody, I don't want you to ever doubt how I feel about you," Bailey added, "I know what I wrote in my diary may seem like I'm leaving you for Moose, oh gosh Cody, I'm sorry too,"
I starred at her, shocked that she's apologising to me, "For?"
"I didn't think how you must have felt after reading it,"
"Well I had no business reading your diary in the first place," I interrupted her train of thoughts.
"It still must be awful to read about your girlfriend gushing about some other guy, even if it is in my diary," Bailey held me tighter as she spoke.
"Yeah, it was rather painful seeing you and Moose rehearsal all the time too, the way he looks at you, the way he holds your hand; but I really do try to make an effort to be, well, less jealous," I told her.
"I'm always frustrated at you for being jealous at guy classmates that I hang out with, but I didn't realize that I'm the one who should change. I should always think of how you would feel if you see me getting close to a guy," Bailey continued, "I mean I would be furious if some girl starts spending more time with you than I should be!"
"You don't have to worry about that, I doubt any girl will want to mess with you," I smiled at her.
Bailey looked up, "Good, then I'll have you all to myself," and smiled at me, making my heart soar. Gosh, how I love that smile. It was so sweet and cute, and I love knowing that we're back to the way it was. She kissed me gently on the nose, before snaking her arms around my neck, and we kissed until we were out of breath. Bailey waited for a while before leaning in for more; not that I was complaining.
"You just can't keep your hands off me," I teased breathlessly, kissing her again.
"Kissing in the storeroom...very romantic," she giggled as I gave her a lopsided smile.
"Bailey, are you done with the stock-taking?"
Sadly, we were interrupted by London.
Bailey quickly jumped off me, but one of her hands was still around my neck.
"Well I see you've counted that one more than once," London pointed at me before walking out of the storeroom.
I stared blankly at Bailey, waiting for an explanation.
"London may always seem to not know what's happening around her, but she's much smarter than she looks," Bailey said
"Now, where were we?"
