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Erica
I've always taken my time when it came to love. I think maybe it's because ; I take love seriously or basically need to be sure before I say yes. I've never been the type to just ask a guy out and hope things could work out for the best.
I usually wait to be swept off my feet and fall head over heels in love with the guy asking me out . I've never wanted been ready to go out until now . I am falling so hard for Alexander Tristan and he is making it so easy for me to love him . He actually sent me a text , telling me that he would be in transit but as soon as he gets settled at the hotel he will call me . I was pretty much offline for the whole day and unreachable because; the shop was busy and I was understaffed.
I was reluctant to hire anyone after Chloe . Which meant that besides Mikayla I had no one and I didn't feel ready to hire anyone ,and the order and collect system was working . Someone had to either text or call the day before for to place an order and collect it the next morning or afternoon.
From four in the afternoon we close the restaurant and take phone orders, and go through our texts and direct messages. Since I had a Derby to get to we had to close an hour earlier and sort out everything. The match was at eight meaning I had to be at the stadium at six ... While getting ready with Mikayla as my plus one because Alex left two tickets and I could take who ever I wanted . My shop assistant was more than excited to come with me.
As soon as we were ready I double checked everything and I also checked my phone and Alex didn't call or leave any messages. That was odd because he was a man of his word and if he said he'd do something he would .
He was any girl's dream guy.If I had a nightmare and I called him , he'd come over with a flask of his famous cocoa and pack of Vanilla flavoured Oreos . He'd stay with me until I fell asleep and when I woke up before he did if I'd make him breakfast before I went to work and he'd come over if he didn't have any training to do and either drop off lunch for me or set up a dinner date as friends .
To think that he chose me is an amazing feeling . I honestly didn't know how I felt until an old couple came walking into the restaurant flirting with each other like no one was watching . Matt wasn't the first person that came to mind; but it somehow triggered me and the only person that ran rouge in my thoughts was Alex Tristan.
When I arrived home with Mikayla I found the package he was talking about when he gave me the roses this morning on my door step. It had all of my favourite things and the soccer team's winter jersey with the number 7 printed and my middle name ; Aya on the back of the jersey . He was also sweet enough to get Mikayla one too with the number 3 printed in the back . The note that he had left for me inside gave me butterflies in my tummy and it made me thankful for him being in my life . He grew up an only child with a single parent ; but he has such a giving heart and a kind soul.
Any one would be lucky to have him in their lives . He might come across as quiet and intense , but he is the strong silent type and when you give him time you'll realise that his quiet and intense demeanor is a mask . He doesn't want to say the wrong things at the wrong time. When he speaks; what he says always carries weight and it's potent . When I had to evaluate him before a game or give a report on him one of the things that stood out was; his ability to keep on finding solutions for mundane set pieces and even though they would occur on the field while he was playing, he wouldn't execute them textbook style.
Part of me was still worried that he hadn't called me or sent a message . I wasn't sure earlier but the more I thought about us being together, the more my heart started agreeing with my head that he might actually be the right guy for me .
I decided to check my phone for any messages and I had a message from Doctor Matthew asking me to call me as soon as I saw his message. When I switched on my data ,I had alert after alert about an accident that had happened involving two soccer stars and the Derby being cancelled.
I didn't want to think negatively so I cleared all of my messages and called Alex . When his phone went straight to voicemail my heart sank and I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach . I then called Matt and he picked up after a couple of rings . I was standing in my vanity room and Mikayla was staying in my guestroom for the night which was on the other side of the house.
" Hey Erica ."
"Matt hi . You said I should call you when I got your message is everything okay? "
" No . "
" What's going on and please don't try and cover anything up. "
" You've been through a lot this past year I don't think that your heart can handle anymore hurt ."
"I lost my brother and my best friend exactly a year ago. It feels like it was just yesterday since I saw his face . I am still in pain so whatever you have to say Just say it Colton . "
I took a deep breath trying not to cry. Matthew took a deep breath too and spoke.
" There was an accident this morning near the hotel out home team was supposed to meet at. I evaluate the team and do a couple of check ups before I can give each player the green light . "
" Please stop stalling . What are you trying to tell me ? "
" When two of the main player's of the squad didn't pitch we got worried ... "
"Which direction were they coming from ? "
"East . "
"Matt."
"Erica ."
"If you're calling me I must be an emergency contact ."
" Yes and since his mother is not in the country you are the second number ."
I sat down on the chair in shock trying to fathom what I knew Matt was saying .
" No not Alex. "
"Erica . It's about him and Hugo Black. They are both hurt pretty badly . Please get here as soon as you can. "
I covered my mouth to stifle a scream . Tried not to cry but my face was already wet . We just found each other. I can't lose him ...
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Hugo The next morning, I felt marginally better. Luca's lecture and Michael's unconditional love had grounded me. My son had crawled into bed with me at dawn, his small body warm and solid against mine, and whispered, "Daddy, you smell sad." Kids. They saw everything. "Daddy made a mistake with a friend," I'd told him, smoothing his wild morning hair. " I'm going to fix it." "Is it RiRi?" he'd asked, those big eyes so much like mine looking up at me with concern. "Yeah, buddy. It's RiRi." "You should say sorry and bring cookies. That's what you tell me to do." So here I was, mid-morning, headed to Erica's house with my crutches awkward under my arms and a peace offering in a paper bag—pastries from Flour & Co., the only bakery in the city that could possibly compete with The Sweet Spot. It was the thought that counted, right? I needed to see her, to apologize properly. To explain that my jealousy had gotten the better of me, that I'd been an ass, that her happiness mattered mo
Erica The hot chocolate did nothing to warm the cold knot in my stomach. I was curled on my sofa, the daisy print of my onesie feeling absurdly cheerful against my bleak mood. The voicemails piled up: two from Luca checking if I was coming to dinner, one from a worried-sounding Blane, and three from Marc, each more strained than the last. I'd listened to the first one. Just the sound of his voice, deep, careful tone he used when he was trying not to fall apart it had made my chest ache so badly I'd nearly thrown my phone across the room. I didn't listen to the other two. I couldn't. Not yet. The afternoon light was fading through my curtains, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. I'd called in sick to the bakery for the first time in three years. Blane had sounded appropriately concerned, though I suspected he knew exactly why I wasn't coming in. Everyone seemed to know everything except me. That was what hurt most. Not even the image of Kiki draped over Marc like e
Chapter 25 Hugo I really feel bad for what I did I wish I could take back what I said I wish I could take back what I did and I wish I wouldn't have post-traumatic stress from the accident that happened but truth be told I do have post-traumatic stress and I do need help with regards to getting my mental status wrecked I cannot believe that I snapped at the wrong person. I can't explain it one minute I was fine I was doing ok then next minute I just refuse last thing I wanted to do was hurt the one person that has been more supportive through both hard times and challenging times emotionally with regards to my son if it wasn't for Erica I wouldn't have formed an unbreakable Bond with my son . Blane metro that I was seated properly and everything I needed was taken care of but the restaurant was closed for the rest of the evening which meant that we were all going to have a lovely time with one person missing and she was the one person that we all wanted to come to dinner but it loo
Chapter 24 Erica I hate disappointing kids . More than that I hate disappointing Michael . He doesn’t deserve to suffer because of what his dad did. Hugo hurt my feelings with what he said . I have seen people zone out before , the last time I had someone hurt me physically was when he came out of theatre and thought that it was the end of the world as we knew it. That person later on became my boyfriend ;then husband to be , and then my friend . I could never hate Matthew because of what we had been through together . Matthew was my boss. I was his assistant at the Soccer club. A prerequisite for the job was a degree in sports physiotherapy . I was wet behind the ears when he picked me out of twenty applicants .What had worked in my favor was the fact that I had experience with a little league club in my community and we had actually crossed paths more than once . I honestly didn’t know that he was the guy my brother was going to set me up with afte
Chapter 23HugoI have never suffered from post traumatic stress before , neither have I been caught off guard with regards to the nightmares that I have been having since the accident happened .I have had trouble sleeping but I think I’ve been able to handle it well and up until now . Erica has a calming effect on me , half the time I am not in pretence mode and I can be myself with her . I didn’t understand why Marc made sure everyone knew that she was his and no one else’s until I actually sad down and talked to her.Her forgiving and understanding nature makes it easier for anyone to talk to her and I don’t think I am the only one who thinks that Mikayla doesn’t deserve her as a boss or friend .When the truck passed by the four way stop I flashed back to the day of the accident. I started reliving the whole audile. The truck smashing into the car
Chapter 22 Erica As much as I didn't want to cry I couldn't hold back my tears. Mikayla has a flaw ; she doesn't pay attention to her surroundings and when she focuses on one thing , it's the only thing that matters. I was sorting out tomorrow's orders and packing them as they came in . I was just about done with the last lot when I saw Hugo come in . I also hadn't talked to Marc all day because I left his place this morning without saying goodbye . I would have kissed him good morning and made him breakfast before work but a woman came knocking at his door dressed in nothing but a trench coat and heels, because she was shivering and she thought I was Marc's helper because of my skin colour . She also started blabbering about how she needed Marc's cock and that it was unlike him to just not answer her texts all weekend and disappear without telling her anything. I knew Marc had a busy day today ,and I was going to leave my clothes at his house and head straight there after wo







