Never Give Up - Heidi Lis Page 0,21
knew you most likely moved on as well.”
“Yeah, weird.” My anger overtakes me with the idea Micah once again did what he thought was right for me, never once asking me what the hell I wanted. Who the hell was he to think he knew better? He didn’t know shit! A fact proved only a short time after he left. Me.
“Okay, not sure when I’ll see him, but I will tell him you work here. I know he would love to catch up with you.”
Oh please, don’t for God's sake. Not a good idea. Not now…Jesus. The knot in my stomach feels like a fist to the gut. I can feel my panic attack starting to brew.
“Um, Matt, not a good idea. It was a long time ago. A lot has changed, and it’s best we don’t see one another again.” My breathing’s calculated, long and slow. I can’t do this, I’m struggling to remain calm on the outside because my insides are being torn apart once again. I really want a redo on this shitty Monday.
“I’m surprised.” Matt’s eyes search mine carefully. “He’s never forgotten about you. Talks about you, still to this day. He’s always wondered what happened to you and even went to your parents house like I did. Only they told him you never forgave him for hurting you, so he decided to let you go.”
What?
Oh God, what is he telling me? Oh no! My mind is spinning. Micah spoke to my parents. Matt talked to my parents. My parents never said one word to me. My mind’s not able to comprehend any of this. I was able to finally let go after five years. Went as far to get a tattoo to symbolize my finally letting him go, and now I find out he still talks about me. What the fucking hell? This doesn’t change a thing. Our time was then, not now. My life is with Nick. I’m sure Micah’s changed, and I know I sure have. I honestly never expected to hear or see Micah ever again.
As the tears spill over and down my cheeks, I glance up to see Matt studying my face. Shit. I slowly turn away from him, and clutch my aching chest.
“Excuse me.” I stand up and sprint to the restroom. Locking the door my head falls against it with a loud thud. After a few calming breaths, I make my way to the sink. Staring at myself in the mirror, I start to hyperventilate. Splashing cold water on my face, I concentrate on slowing my breathing like I did when I… shit, not today. I can’t let my mind go back there. It’s taken me so long to get to this point, I cannot go back now. Letting out an emotionally packed sigh, it’s time I had a talk with myself. Looking in the mirror, my nose flares with each deep intake of air. “You moved on. Get it out of your system. Straighten yourself up, get your ass back out there and pretend like everything is cool.”
Like that worked, nope not at all.
Defeated, I walk back to my desk. I’m praying no one caught onto my episode. Blowing out a huff, I notice all is well. Matt is no longer in the waiting area. Thankfully, Lori has taken him back to her room. Phew.
“You okay, Elsa?”
Shit, Dr. Davis is staring at me with concern. I never caught sight of him until he spoke.
“Of course,” I force a smile on my somber face. “Sorry, I had to excuse myself.” I’m sure the wiping under my eyes, shows how much I’m not okay at all.
“Heard you had a big weekend, Liza has been busy.” He jokingly replies.
I groan. “Great. Please don’t listen to her, she’s on drugs.” I blurt it out, not even thinking he is our boss, I’m just so upset that girl can’t keep her damn mouth shut.
Slapping my hand over my mouth, I gasp. “Oh, no. No. No. I did not mean that.” With my luck, I’d get the girl fired the way my day was going.
The laugh that escapes his lips put me at ease. “Don’t worry, I know what you meant. Also, if you need anything, let me know. You’re the best front desk girl around, and I will not lose you.” He says with a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
Wide-eyed, I just stare at him, bewildered. I’m not thinking about quitting. What the hell has Liza said, now? “Thanks, Dr. Davis.”
Thankfully, the rest