If you dare II (Part B) ***
David had
, has decided that same night at Tea diríaa separation. I could not stand the discussions with her every night. Although this usually happened after her daughter slept, she was growing and would not many years before fuera lo suficientemente consciente para darse cuenta de las peleas de sus padres. Él había pasado por esta situación de niño, y recordando lo mucho que sufrió, no deseaba hacer pasar a West por lo mismo.
Al llegar a casa se sorprendió de encontrar a Tea en el sillón de la sala, como si hubiera estado esperándolo. Mejor así – pensó David - De esta manera le haría saber su decisión faster, but not that would be less painful.
- Hi David - Tea approached him smiling and tried to kiss him, but David eluded him - "What's wrong? - She asked away.
- Come, sit. I have something important to say - said seriously, taking it the hand to the couch where they sat.
- I have something to tell you, Dave -
- So you tell me first & ndash ; gave David, waiting to hear anything but the news gave him Tea.
- I'm pregnant - She smiled and looked at him expectantly. David took to react. For a moment she thought she was putting to the test, but realizing that this was not the case, his first response was denial.
- What? No ... How you are pregnant? - sounded cool to ask Tea and immediately lost his smile.
- Hoy día fui al doctor y me dijo que tenía tres semanas de embarazo –
- Entonces, ¿Lo sospechabas desde hace un tiempo y no me dijiste nada? – la acusó David tratando de contener la rabia. Esto no era algo que ella hubiera buscado a propósito, razón por la cual él no tenía derecho a molestarse.
- Do not want to tell you to be sure Did I did something wrong, David? - She asked as her eyes filled with tears, with the hidden intention to provoke. She knew perfectly well why he was reacting that way, but wanted to know if he was able to tell at that time. David to see that his wife was about to get to mourn, she disguised herself calm.
- No, okay ... You did nothing wrong. We'll be alright He hugged her trying to comfort her.
- you mean, David? - Tea aferrándosele asked sharply. David closed his eyes, letting the tears, and then spread a few inches of Tea. He kissed her forehead and lips, tasting her tears.
- I mean seriously. We'll be alright - he smiled. This promise was hurt in the soul, but there was no other option at that time. He could not leave her alone in her womb carrying his child.
David's cell phone rang startling them both.
- Sorry - told Tea removing the cell from the pocket of his trousers. Saw the advert for private number on the screen and hesitated to answer.
- Will not you answer? - Tea asked, sounding slightly defiant. David looked at her, then turned his view gave a final cell and finally ringing again in his pocket.
could not speak con Gillian en ese momento.
David volvió a abrazar a su mujer mientras la escuchaba hablarle del bebé, del sexo que le gustaría que fuera, y si se imaginaba a un niño corriendo por la casa. Él realmente no le estaba prestando atención y sólo le respondía con leves movimientos de cabeza o monosílabos. Su mente no estaba en ese lugar, sino a miles de kilómetros de distancia. Pensaba en lo confundida que debía sentirse Gillian por no contestar su llamada, but how tea leave with a new child to come? I could not. Gillian knew that would end understanding, after all, she was a mother and understand that Tea could not leave at that time. But it would certainly Gillian, and that would be somewhat difficult to get used to.
- How about if we travel for a while? - Proposed to his wife breaking up the hug. David needed to leave of town, disappeared a few days with his family for at least trying to keep thoughts of Gillian.
- Travel to where? - She asked eagerly.
- do not know. Maybe we could go to Paris a few weeks to visit my father, you have not seen West. glad I know you also could take advantage to give the news personally - said stroking the belly of his wife. She smiled.
- I love it. Long time no see to Amram When are we going? -
- Tomorrow could be. I have nothing to do that okay? - Asked passing a lock of hair behind her ear.
- Yeah, yeah, I think it's perfect - Tea nodded smiling.
- Well, I'll call you saying that tomorrow we will go there - he said giving her a little kiss on the lips of his wife.
- I call to separate the passages - Tea told lively, and David climbed the stairs.
already in his room, picked up the phone and dialed his father.
- Say - Amram replied the other side of the line.
- Dad, it's David. How you? -
- Well child. What happens? - His father seemed surprised to hear it, and rightly so, because David had long since called him to say hello.
- Nothing, nothing. Only we were planning to travel to Paris to West and wanted to know if you're there -
- When will they come? -
- should be there after tomorrow. Tea is booking the tickets -
- Yes, I'll be here -
- What ; it going over there dad? -
- Well, well. I finally decided to write my first novel -
- That's great, Dad - David exclaimed little hyper.
- Are you all right son? - Asked his father to feel worried less eloquent than normal.
- Yes, just a little tired. I was on set today - David responded with his head down looking at his shoes.
- I see How's Gillian? Long time no tell me about it - Play your name was hard for David. It was no secret to him that his father was very fond of Gillian; Even after he confessed he thought was whom he married her, and was surprised when he pledged to Tea.
- could hardly speak, I only saw one time were in the midst of recording -
- Send him my regards when you see it -
- I will. Will Dad hang better, talk tomorrow -
- See you son -
Cut the input signal to and kept the receiver in her hand for a few minutes, wondering whether to call you back to Gillian or not. the end decided against it, this news should tell person was the least she deserved. But first it needed some time to process el mismo. Era consciente de lo que esta noticia significaría para ambos.
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Sabía que aún no debía llamarlo, que lo mejor era dar media vuelta e ir a casa, pero no lo hizo. Por el contrario, sacó su celular, marcó el número que se sabía de memoria, y esperó pacientemente a que he responded, however, when he heard the metallic voice of the woman across the line, gave up. If no answer, it was because I could not but think just because he could be kissing and touching her ill Tea - not think about it! - She scolded. then grabbed the bag she had left hanging on the rack, placed his cap and left the apartment .
During the following weeks there was no news from David, so he knew he had not dared to do what he promised. If she had, she'd already know. She never demanded that he would leave Tea, it was he who told him, tired of the discussions he had with his wife, so he did not understand why he could not come forward as other times and say it had not been able to quit. This time must have been something more serious than the fear that always stopped; however, whatever the reason, would not justify that sidelined in this way.
felt the vibration of his cell and see the number on the screen, he hesitated to answer, let the operator to take over once, but kept ringing, so he decided to answer.
- Until you deserve to show signs of life - greeted him visibly angry.
- I need to talk to you - he replied in a tone that expressed sadness over consciousness.
- I can -
- Please Gillian. I owe you a explicacióny so I need to talk to you. Seriously - he begged, and she gave cuenta que él realmente estaba arrepentido.
- Hoy no puedo, pero te veo mañana en la noche –contestó ella fríamente y le colgó sin darle tiempo a decir otra cosa.
Las ganas de verlo eran enormes, pero no podía correr a su lado cada vez que él quería. Alguien tocó la puerta del tráiler.
- Gillian're ready! - Kim screamed.
- I'll be right - she said. He stood before the mirror, straightened his hair and makeup, and hit record.
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When he entered the apartment, found him sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of whiskey in his hand.
- There's one for you on the table - David told him without raising his head. She took off her overcoat, and then hang on the rack, walked to the table and took a sip from his glass, watching David, waiting for the moment he started talking.
- you did not, does not it? - She asked tired of the silence. He shook his head faintly - must have assumed - Gillian replied sarcastically giving back and taking another sip of her drink.
- Pregnant - David let go of her story and she bluntly turned to look away.
- ¿Qué? – Exclamó sorprendida mientras lo veía levantarse y caminar con pasos de plomo hacia ella.
- Tiene un mes de embarazo – Continuó David, atreviéndose a verla a los ojos por primera vez en la noche. Ella no hizo ninguna réplica, pero el dolor en su mirada era evidente - Se que está demás I tell you now, but I need to know that I got home that night ready to do so - Gillian nodded, believing - found her in the waiting room and told me - He paused for a moment and tried to touch your shoulders, but she refused to walk across the room - I could not do , Gillian. I could not - he said almost crying with despair - then told me about the baby did not have the heart to say that the left -
- I understand, David, "was all he could say under the circumstances Gillian - I understand that you could not do , and I'm not asking you to do ... I've never done - he said.
- I know ... -
- But ... - followed her, biting her lower lip, and he understood what he was trying to say.
- Gillian ... - he whispered, shaking his head.
- know this has to be. That child deserves to try - he took a few steps toward her.
- I did not want it that way - returned to whisper in a voice choked with desire I felt to mourn and hugged her.
- I do not ... - Gillian confessed to him and kissed each other slowly and then separated without saying a word.
She walked to the rack, grabbed his coat and left del departamento bajo la mirada de David. No se iban a engañar, este rompimiento no significaba que no volverían a dormir juntos; en algún momento alguno de los dos caería ante la tentación, arrastrando al otro consigo, pero este era el fin de su relación.
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