Knowing that just made it a little better to move on from David and to start a new beginning. I knew I would have to leave soon to get to Louisiana but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was I had someone who will be here when I needed them. The question was how long will he wait? How long will it take for me to know what I want?
CHAPER SEVEN
For the past week and half I’ve spent all of my time with Kyle, helping my aunt at her stables, and helping Lyn plan her wedding. I’ve almost forgotten the reason why I was here and that I was going through a divorce until I get an email. A fucking email from David. Like he couldn’t call me to tell me that he was picking up the Mercedes and explain to me what I get and what he gets. Truthfully he could have everything. I have everything I needed. To calm my nerves, I decided to take Brownie out for a run to the lake. I really needed to clear my mind and think about what I will do when I get to Louisiana. I needed to figure out what I will do when I see David.
About a mile and a half from the lake, I saw a black SUV parked at the lake house. I knew it wasn’t Kyle’s because there was a pink crown in the middle of the back window. Brownie and I got to the half barn and I tied her up. Then I started to walk to the house. I could see Kyle talking to someone. All I could make out was her shoulder length light brown hair and her tense shoulders. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw an angelic little girl with drake brown hair running to Kyle. Who was she? And who is that women? Kyle is an only child and I’ve never thought of him as being friends with a mother. I just didn’t think he was ready to be around kids. Well, I’ve never seen him around any child to know how he would act around them.
As I walked closer to them, Kyle scooped up the little girl in his arms and she gave him a big hug. She looked as if she was three years old and I could hear her little voice as she spoke to Kyle. I just couldn’t make out what she was saying at that moment. When I did get close enough to hear, I heard the end of the little girl’s sentence. “daddy, I love you.” Still walking I could see Kyle kiss the little girl on the cheek and walk to the backseat of the car. He heard my footsteps and turned to see me walking toward him. The look he gave me stopped me in my tracks. I’m not sure if it was anger, sadness, or that he didn’t want me to know what was going on. Kyle turned to buckle the little girl in as the mother got into the car. He closed the car door and watched them back out.
I was still in the same spot as when Kyle saw me walking toward them. I didn’t move at all and I waited for him to turn around but he didn’t. Kyle rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. Then he walked to the front door of the lake house. At this time I didn’t know what to say or what to think. All I could think about was the look he gave me when he saw me. Why did he look at me like that? Like he didn’t want me to get close or that he didn’t want me to know who those people were.
I looked down at my feet trying to make myself go back to Brownie so I could leave but I just couldn’t move. Then I heard the front door slam. I looked up to see Kyle walking toward me. The look on his face was a look I’ve never seen before. He was definitely angry but at what or who? It couldn’t be me or could it? Did I see something I wasn’t supposed to see? Man oh man, all this worrying is giving me a headache.
I had started to walk back to Brownie when I heard “Amy, can we talk?” I turned to see Kyle a few feet away from me as if he was scared to get close. “Yeah, do you want to go sit on the porch?”
“No, I think we should walk back to Brownie so you can go.” I looked at him confused almost with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t move. I just couldn’t make my legs go. What in the hell is going on here?
“I’m sorry Kyle but what is going on? Why are you so mad?” Kyle looked up at me with sadness in his eyes and started walking closer. “How long have you been standing there? And did you hear anything?” I turned to walk with him when he reached where I was standing. “I wasn’t here long. When I was walking up to the lake house I saw the SUV and knew it wasn’t yours. I saw the woman you were talking to and the little girl. When I walked closer I saw you pick up the little girl and all I heard was ‘daddy, I love you’.” I took in a deep breath to ask the question I knew the answer to. “Kyle, was that your little girl? And was that her mother?”
Kyle stopped walking and looked at me “Amy, there’s so much that you don’t know about me. When you left, I was a lost cause. I was angry, mean, and a drunk. I used women and I’m not proud of it. When I heard you were coming back to Texas for a while I wanted you to remember the old me. Not the one I’ve became after you.” I looked up into his eyes and all I could see was sadness. Then with a blink of an eye I saw anger. What is going on here? This is not the Kyle I know. “Kyle, answer my questions. Who were they?”
Kyle sighed and rubbed his hands though his hair “The little girl is my daughter and yes that was her mother. I wanted to tell you sooner but I just didn’t know how to explain it.” Kyle started to walk again. “I’m sorry Amy. Right now it would be best if you don’t get in the middle of this.”
“Wait. What are you talking about Kyle? What would I be getting in the middle of? What aren’t you telling me?” Kyle kept walking and didn’t bother to answer any of my questions. He got to the barn and untied Brownie. He turned to handed me Brownies rope. “It’s best you don’t know the answers. I care about you Amy and I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
Oh that was it. Not telling me will not hurt me. No, it will piss me off and I’m starting to think he doesn’t care at all. “No Kyle. You will tell me what is going on. No matter if you keep it from me or tell me, you will still hurt me. Just tell me what is going on. It couldn’t be that bad could it?” I crossed my arms and looked Kyle in the eyes. He challenged my gaze and I could tell he didn’t want to tell me. He sighed a loud sigh, turned around, and started to walk away. Fine he wants to be like that. He wants to act like an asshole.
At this point I didn’t care and I just said what came to mind “Fine Kyle be like that. Be like an asshole and don’t tell me. I’m starting to think that you don’t care about me or how I feel. All you wanted was to fuck me and I guess you got what you wanted. From the first time you kissed me all you thought about was how to get in my pants. God how stupid can I be. You fucking men just use women.” Kyle stopped walking and turned to look at me. His eyes did all of the talking. I could see that I hurt him to the point of no return. “Kyle, I’m sorry I didn’t mean-“
“No Amy, just stop. You’re right. The first time we kissed all I could think about was you and how to please you. At that time I was falling in love with you and when you left, you took my heart with you. When you came back, I thought I could make things work. But I am an asshole and I’m the stupid one for thinking I could keep something from you.” I took a step toward him and he lifted his hand up to stop me. “I’m sorry for hurting you Amy. I wish I was a different man, a better man. You deserve better than me. Better than David. Good bye Amy.” Kyle turned around with his head down and walked back to the lake house.
Oh man, did I mess things up. I wanted to stop him, hug him, and kiss him but I couldn’t move. This Kyle was different. He wasn’t the same Kyle I knew growing up. He wasn’t the same Kyle I was with a few days ago. What has changed? What has happened? Did I really hurt him when I left him behind to go to California? Did I hurt him even more when I married David? All these questions I wanted to ask but couldn’t because I already knew the answers.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Christin was born and raised in Louisiana until 2009. Now she is living in California with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, she’s working on orders for her graphic design business and planning little weekend trips with her family. Christin loves to read, drink wine by the fire with friends, have fun with her family, and paint.
To find out more about Christin and her other books, you can visit her website at www.christinthomas.com
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My Journey (Amy’s Way Home) Book 1
My Journey (Amy’s Way) Book 2 – January 2014
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