Chapter Thirty - Seven

Elisabeth stood there looking at Nick as he looked away and closed his eyes. She didn’t know what to think but there was only one thing that she could actually believe and she didn’t want to believe it. It was just way too obvious.

“Leave me alone,” Elisabeth muttered as she walked by Nick, pushing him out of the way and began to run to the elevator. She stood there, punching the number on the wall until finally it opened and she walked inside, seeing Nick walk up towards it. Thankfully the door closed before he could actually make it up to it.

She stood there, leaning against the wall, and put her hands over her face trying not to cry. She wasn’t stupid. She knew how big of a whore and a bitch Samantha was and for them both to be coming out of there like that. Plus the look that was on Nick’s face. His face was flushed, and there was nothing but guilt in his eyes.

Finally the door opened and she walked out of it, running down to their suite and reached for the key out of her pocket. She looked down the hallway to see Nick walking out of the stairway and opened the door, walking into the suite to see tons of white roses everywhere.

“Elisabeth, open the door,” Nick said as he stood outside of the door, trying to find his key in his pockets. Elisabeth stood there, looking around the room and crossed her arms. Nick finally found his key and opened the door up to see her standing there with her back to him, “Beth, it’s not what it seems,”

“Oh it’s not?” Elisabeth asked as she turned around, looking at him, “You’re drunk and I see you both coming out of there, just a minute behind each other. What the hell am I supposed to think okay?”

“Yeah I’m drunk but, I didn’t touch her or anything,” Nick said as Elisabeth turned her head, looking at him. What the hell was he trying to say. She shook her head a little, letting him know she didn’t get what she was saying and he rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath, “It’s complicated,”

“Complicated? What the hell? This isn’t a Avril song,” Elisabeth said as she looked at him, “You better start explaining,” Nick pressed his lips together, looking down and stuck his hands in his pockets. He licked his lips and looked back up at her, “Well? Explain dammit!”

“I’m trying to think -”

“Oh what? Think of a lie?”

“Beth -”

“I’m sure she wasn’t in there helping you use the bathroom because you know Nick you are a big boy now. You don’t need help.”

“I just -”

“Oh no wait, she was helping you was your hands so you wouldn’t get wet wasn’t she?”

“She kept bothering me man,” Nick said as Elisabeth stared at him and he closed his eyes, “I was in the bar thing down there, watching for you to come in so I could stop you because I had something planned and that’s why there’s so many flowers,” he said as he paused and opened his eyes, looking back at her, “And she came in there because I had ran into her this morning after you left and finally I got rid of her, but she came in and wouldn’t let me leave and I had a few drinks and I don’t know, next thing I know is I’m in the men’s room and she’s -”

“She’s what?” Elisabeth asked as Nick rolled his eyes, looking at her, “What was she doing? Peeing? Washing her hands? Helping you hold your dick so you wouldn’t piss on the wall? What?”

“She was giving me a blow job,” Nick said as Elisabeth looked at him shock, “But dude, it was a accident, I swear to God.”

“Oh yeah! I’m sure you just tripped, fell, and your dick just landed in her mouth right?!?!” Elisabeth yelled as Nick grunted and looked down at the ground, “I can’t fucking believe this, specially after what happened last night and -” she said as she stopped and looked at him to see that he was about to cry, “don’t cry and try to make me feel bad. You don’t feel anything compared to what I feel right now,”. Nick sighed, walking over to the bed and started to sit down on it, and put his head in his hands as Elisabeth walked over pushing him off of it.

“What the hell?” Nick asked, laying on the floor and looked up at her, “What did you do that for?”

“I don’t want you anywhere near that fucking bed,” Elisabeth said as Nick closed his eyes again, “Do you even remember what happened there last night? Hello! I gave myself to you! I waited and I waited and I said I would marry you and I gave myself to you and what do you do? Less than 24 hours you are letting your ex-girlfriend who I hate more than anyone give you a damn blow job!”

“Elisabeth,” Nick said as he stood up, looking at her, “I don’t know how it happened, I just -”

“Just what?” Elisabeth asked as she crossed her arms, staring at him again, “You just what?”

“Beth, just listen to me, please,” Nick begged as he looked at her, with her make up smeared from crying, “I love you so much. Look how I waited for you to finally decide that I was your ‘one’. I love you. I didn’t mean to -”

“Yeah right,” Elisabeth said as she turned around and walked over to the window, looking out of it. She stood there looking out of it and started to cry again. She tried to wipe the tears away before Nick could see her.

“Elisabeth, I love you,” Nick said as he walked closer to her, about to take her hand in his and she moved back, stopping him, “I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I don’t want anybody else, I only want you,”

“Sure, you were never over me huh? Oh maybe you’re not over her, I mean you were with her so much longer and you probably missed that huh? What I wasn’t enough for you last night? You know how to boost my fucking ego and feel good about myself,” Elisabeth muttered as Nick put his hands on top of his head, pulling his hair.

“You were incredible, there’s no doubt about that. It’s nothing to do with that. This has nothing to do with what happened last night so don’t even think that -”

“Oh it has everything to do with it. It makes me realize what a huge mistake I made,”

“You didn’t make a mistake,” Nick said as Elisabeth looked over her shoulder at him crying, “You didn’t make a mistake at all. I don’t want you to think that,” he said Elisabeth looked back at the window, staring into it, “I hate her. I don’t love her. I don’t like anything about her. I love you,”

“Must have been something you liked, or either you were scared of her,” Elisabeth said as she looked down at her ring and then back out the window, “Maybe you should have asked her to marry you if she has such a strong power over you to make you do anything,”

“Elisabeth -”

“Leave,”

“Elisabeth,” Nick said as he started to cry and walked closer to her, “Please, don’t do this,” he said as Elisabeth looked away, trying not to cry more than she already was, “Please,”

“You were the last person that I ever thought would hurt me,” Elisabeth whispered as Nick pressed his lips together, looking down, ashamed of himself, “I trusted you with everything, including myself, what I had been saving for so long, and I wasted it on you -”

“Don’t say that,” Nick whispered as he looked up at her, “Please don’t say that,”

“You hurt me, just, it’s over,” Elisabeth said as Nick put his hands over his eyes, pressing them against them, to dry up his tears. Elisabeth turned around, to go into the bathroom and Nick ran up to her, causing her to turn around and look at him.

“Please, it was a mistake,” Nick said as Elisabeth looked at him, as he put his hands on the side of her face, “Do you think I worked this hard to get you back, to only loose you again on purpose?” he asked as Elisabeth looked away, “I don’t want to loose you, or your laugh,” he said as he looked down, moving his right hand down, placing it over her heart, “or your heart,”

“Nick -”

“Or your hands,” Nick said as he moved down, falling to his knees and wrapped his arms around her, “I can’t loose it,” he said as he put his head up to her stomach, hugging her tighter. Elisabeth stood there, looking around and not knowing what to really do, “I can’t loose you,”

“You already did,” Elisabeth whispered as Nick moved his head, looking up at her, “Just leave please,”

“Elisabeth,”

“Nick, go,” Elisabeth said as she moved his arms from around her and backed up to the bathroom door, “Get your things and you better be gone when I get through taking a shower. I need to wash you off of me,” she said as she backed into the bathroom and shut the door locking it. She backed against the door, sliding down it and began to cry.

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Nick stood there in the bedroom, putting all of his things in his bags, although nothing much had been taken out since they had just gotten there the day before. He was crying, and really couldn’t make himself stop. He knew he had fucked things up by the things she had said. He didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want to leave her alone with what had happened but he knew if he didn’t leave, that she would probably hate him even more.

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Have you ever felt like someone has ripped your heart out and just stomped on it so hard, that everything that was in there came flying out and it’s flat now? There’s no love inside. There’s nothing?

That’s kind of how I feel right now.

I knew I never liked Samantha. From the moment I met her, I knew she was nothing but a whore and a bitch, and would do anything to get back at someone she hated. She never liked me. Every time we saw each other, we ended up in a fight. But I don’t care, that’s just her way. I’m not blaming her for this. I’m blaming Nick. He should have known better than to be around her. It’s not a accident. You don’t let someone give you oral sex by accident. That shit just doesn’t happen.

I feel sort of dirty and I feel used. I’m in the shower and I’m trying to wash him off of me and I can’t. I can’t seem to get clean enough. I keep feeling his kisses all over me and him touching me and it’s nothing but dirt and sex because it didn’t mean anything. If it did mean anything, he damn sure wouldn’t have been anywhere near her today.

I’m so stupid to even have considered doing that last night. I waited twenty-three years to be with someone and I chose him. What happens? He can’t even keep his ‘manhood’ in his pants 24 hours later! I’m broken now. I’m no good. I’ll just never be with anybody again because I’m not even considering being with him again. I made a vow to myself when I was little that I would only be with one man, and that’s who I was going to spend the rest of my life with, because he was going to be my ‘one’.

Yeah well, I guess it was time for me to make a mistake somewhere in my life considering the rest of my family is pretty good at it. Nick was my mistake and I’ve paid for it.

I’ll pay for it for the rest of my life.

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Elisabeth walked out of the bathroom a little bit later to see that the suite was empty. Nick was gone. She tucked her hair behind her ears and looked over to see that his things were gone. Everything about him was gone.

Except that bed.

She looked at it, knowing there was no way in hell that she could sleep there that night - not after what happened there almost exactly 24 hours before. She closed her eyes, sighing, looking over at the small sofa that was in the suite to see that it did look a little comfortable. She walked over to it, tightening her robe that she had on to see a piece of paper, lying on it. She leaned over, seeing her name written on it and realized what it was.

It was from Nick.