Free Torn by Michelle Escamilla Page B

must have caught that cab she was
threatening to grab.” I lied wiping the tears from my cheeks.
    “There was girl that left not too long ago, she was with this group of guys over there. She seemed a bit
upset, hunky over there,” she pointed over to Liam, “didn’t seem to be interested in her but rather her
friend, could that be her? Blonde, god, what is her name? Amber?” She asked as she tapped her temple.
    “Yeah, that was her.” I said quietly, shaking my head in disbelief. “I will go back to her place and wait for
her there. Thanks.” I turned and ran for the door. I don’t think that I could get out of there any faster!
That fucking scumbag!
    I got back to my car, locked my doors, gripped the steering wheel and broke down. How could he? He all
but begged for a kid this morning and now he is doing this? Was this why he was doing this? All these
questions were running through my mind. I needed toget out of there.
Unfortunately, home was the last place I really wanted to go. I wanted to go anywhere but there. Shit, I
wanted nothing more than to run to Caleb right now. I started my car and began to drive towards him.
     
I pulled up to the Four Seasons. The valet was closed? How? I decided to take Caleb’s offer and I went
into the parking lot and entered his room number as the code. Thankfully it let me in.
     
I walked through the parking lot and rushed into the lobby. I looked like hell; I could feel the odd looks
aiming my way as I made my way to the banks of elevators.
    When I arrived on Caleb’s floor, the elevator door didn’t even have a chance to open all the way, when I
pushed my way out and made a mad dash to his door. I couldn’t believe I was even here. He was going
to hate me for waking him up. And after the night that I had, I really hoped that he was alone. I know
that was really selfish to think at a time like this, but I don’t think that I could take another shocking
moment tonight.
I gently knocked on the door. I waited for a minute before I put my ear to the door to hear some sort of
stumbling; I knocked once again, but a little louder.
    “Caleb, it’s me. I know it’s an ungodly hour, but can you open up?” I tried to say quietly into the door. I
could feel the tears arriving again. I didn’t know if it was from the thought of my husband making out
with another woman or that the one person I needed right now was not answering the door.
As I was getting ready to walk back to the elevators when I heard the door unlock.
    “Ryleigh, is everything okay?” He was rubbing his eyes, standing there with his amazing body in just his
boxers. They hung right on his hips, in all that the right places. I just stood there staring. “Ryleigh?” He
asked again.
“Huh?” I asked snapping my mind back to reality. “Sorry, I have just had the shittiest night and I can’t go
back home. I just…I don’t know… I am so sorry to have woken you up. I was just down the road and I…”
He interrupted me.
“What happened? Are you hurt?” He seemed to hit some sort of panic mode.
     
“Oh, I am fine physically. It’s Liam. God, I’m so mad right now!” I started to bite my nails, somehow
thinking that it was going to suppress the tears from coming on again.
    “Come in so we don’t wake anyone else up and you can have a drink and tell me everything.” He pulled
me in and locked the door behind us. We walked into the room and I took a seat in the lounge chair by
the terrace.
“So start from the beginning. I will make us a drink, Jack and Coke?” He said as he started to get glasses
off the counter and headed over to the mini bar and began mixing the drink.
     
“Sure, anything will be fine.” I took a deep breath. “So the beginning…” I took the drink from his hands
wiping my makeup from my eyes. I took a big chug. Half of it was already gone.
     
I told him everything. How Liam has been working a lot, to his trip, the waitress. Then I went into the
drunken call and text. I began