boyfriendââ
âIâm not asking you to be!â I felt myself getting frustrated. âI am just asking for common courtesy, for you to return a simple text.â
âThis was a bad idea. This is why Iâm glad we didnât go all the way. You arenât going to be able to handle me, Coral. You want more than Iâm able to give.â
There he was, Mr. Brick Wall. I replayed my words in my head. I didnât think what I was asking for was unreasonable or warranted the response I was getting from him.
âWhy are you acting like Iâm asking for your hand in marriage? I asked you to return a text. Do you have any idea how I felt these past few days? I felt like I did something wrong. Like you werenât happy with what happened between us. I was starting to think I was never going to hear from you again.â
We stood in silence, staring at each other like two cowboys at high noon. Even with his mood, he was gorgeous. He stood there with his hair hanging down on his shoulders, his cotton tee tight around his biceps as his muscles flexed.
âCoral, I have a lot going on in my life, and I canât guarantee that I am going to call or text you every day. When Iâm going in for rehearsals or anything, I might not even have my phone on me. But the bottom line is, I shouldnât have to explain this to you. We just started talking.â
âSo because we just started talking, that means I canât ask for simple common courtesy, like you returning a text message just to let me know you are okay? I didnât ask you to come to see me. I didnât tell you to tell me you loved me. My text said hello. A simple, one-second text back was all that I asked for.â
âI came over here because I wanted to see you. I wanted to spend some time with you. I wanted to give you time that I honestly could put somewhere else.â
I didnât know how to respond. As angry as I was, I also understood where he was coming from. But mentioning that he could give his time to someone else felt like a slap in the face. I didnât sign up to be insulted.
âIf you have other places you want to be, then go and be there.â
âFuck, Coral! Didnât I just say that I want to be here? Donât start this bullshit, or you are going to ruin a good thing before it even happens.â Onyx fell silent and paced the floor.
The silence in the room was maddening. I didnât want to say anything else that could upset him. And the look on his face made me believe that if he walked out the door, it would be the final time. How did we get to this point? All I had wanted was a simple text.
âOnyx, I donât want you to leave. I just want you to understand that, well, I missed you. I know thatâs not what you want to hear, but since Iâm not good at any of this, I think honesty is the best thing for me.â
Onyx stopped pacing and looked at me. He walked closer to me and put his hands on my shoulders.
âI think we might have made a mistake here,â he said. âI like you. Honestly, I like you a lot, but you are in a space where what you need is someone who can give you all the time you need. I canât take care of you like that.â
I felt the walls closing in. I wanted to cry, but my pride wouldnât allow me to shed a tear in front of him. I pulled away from him and walked over to my front door. I opened it without looking at him.
âI hope that we can be friends. I really think you are an amazing woman,â Onyx said as he tried to touch me, but I pulled away before he could. He walked out the door, and I closed it behind him, knowing it would be the last time he entered my house.
Chapter 12
Restless nights and days fell upon me. I spent the next few days in the solitude of my house. I even missed church on Sunday. I spent my time drinking wine, watching television, and replaying events with Onyx in my head. My birthday was