Giving up, Loving on
Ch. 7 Confront
Author's Note: Thank you for all the support. I hope you're enjoying this story. I am still hoping to have it done by Easter. Thank you again for reading.
Cindy
(Penelope's point of view)
When I saw Derek at the club I felt sick. Sam quickly noticed. He asked if something was wrong. I said I just wanted to go home. Sam agreed but kept pressing me.
A few days later Sam and I broke up. I just couldn't commit to him. I hadn't seen or talked to Derek since that night at the club. We felt so far apart.
"Kitten can we come in?" Rossi asked pointing to himself and Alex.
"Sure come on in." I answered happily.
"How are you Penelope?" Alex asked.
"I'm good." I answered.
"Don't lie to us Penelope." Rossi said.
"Okay I'm not so good. How was the case?" I asked hoping to change the subject.
"Um we got the Unsub." Alex said.
"What happened?" I asked knowing more had gone on.
"Derek got in a fight with the Unsub." Rossi answered.
"Is he okay?" I asked concerned.
"Physically he's fine. Hotch had to suspended him for three days though." Alex answered.
"Oh no." I mumbled.
"What is going on with you?" Rossi asked.
"Sam and I broke up." I answered knowing that was what he was asking me.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Alex said.
"That wasn't what I was talking about." Rossi said clearly annoyed.
"I know." I said.
"Penelope we just want to help you." Alex said putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Why did you stop talking to Derek?" Rossi asked me.
"I've been going to church." I answered knowing I had confused them.
"Okay." Rossi said.
"It's Lent." I hinted.
"Yes it is." Alex said giving me an encouraging smile.
"I gave up flirting with Derek." I said quickly.
"Wow." Rossi said.
"Why didn't you tell Derek?" Alex asked.
"I don't know he has faith issues. Also there was my pride. I just thought it would be okay. Now he won't talk to me." I answered.
"Have you tried to talk to him?" Rossi asked.
"Yeah I tried." I answered.
"You need to tell him." Alex said.
"Yeah I know. I'm going to try and call tonight." I said as they both nodded.
I left work really late. I decided to wait until the next day to call Derek. When I called Derek didn't answer. I didn't want to leave a message. I tried a few more times he still didn't answer. I kept calling off and on through out the next day.
It was getting late. I was meeting a friend for breakfast the next morning. I got ready for bed. I dreamed of Derek. He was so angry with me. He told me he hated me. I woke up in tears. I knew it was my entire fault. Why had I done with?