“God damn it Lauren!” Jason mumbled as he chased after me, clutching his eye.
Instead of turning around I did what I do best – I buried my pain and kept walking. It’s all I’ve ever known and it’s all I was ever good at.
“Look, I get it, Lauren.” he continued, still following me. “I know I fucked up. I should have told you about Hailey and I’m sorry.”
“Save your sorries for your girlfriend, Jason. She needs them more than I do.”
“Okay,” he said, speeding in front of me, stopping me in my tracks, “I’ve had enough of this shit. Yes, I should have told you I was seeing someone.”
“Yes! You should have!” I screamed, hurling him out of my way.
“Well then tell me, Lauren, when would have been the perfect time to bring that up? Seriously, I want to know. When you called asking me to dinner was I supposed to say, ‘Sure let me check with my girlfriend?’ or should I have answered the phone ‘Hey Lauren haven’t spoken to you in two years I just want to let you know I have a girlfriend now how can I help you?'”
“Don’t you dare put this on me, Jason.” I said sternly. “I’m not the one with an obligation to someone. And maybe there was no perfect time…”
“That’s it, Lauren. There was no perfect time without me sounding like a dick.”
“Congrat-u-fucking-lations Jason. Instead of sounding like a dick you just decided to be a dick. Good for you.”
“God damn it, Lauren stop! Stop walking.”
“Why? So you can tell me you’re sorry one more time?” I mumbled, trying to hold back the tears.
Jason sighed deeply, running his fingers through his hair, “Look, Lauren. I know I didn’t come after you then…but I’m coming after you now. I’ve taken a surprisingly painful punch to the eye and chased you two blocks to tell you that I’m in. I can’t lose you again.”
“How am I supposed to believe you?” I sobbed.
“Because,” he laughed, brushing my tears away, “like you said – this is the real thing.”
And, just like that…I turned around and stopped walking away.