Apology is the Best Remedy
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Oh Jesus. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't just...Fletch and Tess? I wouldn't have thought a relationship like that possible. But then again...they were both very caring people, friendly but sensible so they did suit each other. But for some reason I had always thought Aoife would have been more...tempting to Fletch. Apparently not.
I was sat in my flat, feeling awful. I hadn't just hurt Lianne, I was the second person to hurt her. I had made her feel that same betrayal that she had felt once before. How selfish and cruel a person had I become? Was it because I spent 3 years in the army? Had it hardened me? Robbed me of my empathy? Only now could I feel the full effect of what I had done and it felt horrible. I then realised how much worse Lianne must be feeling.
Guilt and disappointment flooded my heart. I needed to apologise. And soon. I couldn't just leave her with Tom's empty words. They weren't mine. They weren't from the person that had destroyed her trust. I needed to head over there immediately. It was around 2 PM.
I had 4 hours until Fletch got back.
I quickly grabbed a coat and slipped into some converse and hurried out. On the stairs I ran into Tom, who caught me and steadied me, keeping me from falling head first down the stone staircase.
"Sam? Where are you going? I was just coming up to ask you if you wanted lunch."
"I can't, I need to go to Fletch's house." I said apologetically, avoiding eye contact.
"Why would you want to go there?" his suspicion was obvious. He didn't trust me.
"I need to apologise, to Lianne and the children."
"Ok, I'll take you." he offered, already turning and running down the first 3 steps.
"No!" he turned back and I realised how aggressive that had sounded.
"Sorry, I just need to do this on my own." he nodded with a clenched jaw.
"Here." I took his hand and placed the keys in it.
"Make yourself at home." I kissed his cheek.
"Don't you think it's time for me to get my own key?" he asked teasingly.
"Of course. I'll get them to you within the hour." I said graciously.
"It doesn't need to be that-"
"Relax, I'm just taking the piss." I grinned and nudged him. He took me in his arms and kissed me for a long second before turning me from him.
"Off you go!"
"See you later!"
"Untill then." he grinned and I started down the ridiculous amount of stairs.
I got out of the big, concrete apartment building and headed towards my car. This was the first time I had driven it since last Friday. I got in and caressed the dashboard of my dark silver Ford Fiesta.
"Did you miss me?" I smiled at my idiocy and turned the key in the ignition. A small rev of the engine welcomed me back and I exhaled slowly. Here. We. Go...