Hopelessly Devoted

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Chapter Twenty: Something’s gotta give

For almost a full month I had dodged Tex’s emails, phone calls, and even his visits to my home. I had taken to staying at Ryan’s in order to give him peace of mind and to avoid any further confrontations. We were basically living a married couple’s life already. I made breakfast, we went to work, I made dinner, and then we would either watch a movie or hang out with Pete and Amber. Sometimes even Cassey and Derek would show up.

I don’t know how long I expected this to last before Texas broke, I guess I was back to doing that thing where if I avoided something…I didn’t really have to deal with it. You would think I would have learned that wasn’t the case. But I hadn’t learned it, and here it was staring me right in the face.

Cass, Amber, and I were all at the bridal shop for fittings. I had just tried on dress number four and trudged back into the fitting room. I shut the door behind me, but spun around as I heard the lock snap shut. Texas was in the room, and he was mad.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, gathering the dress against me.

He raised an eyebrow. “I’ve seen everything under that dress Selena, there is no sense in playing coy.”

I let the dress drop and went over to the door, shoving him out of the way. I quickly opened it, looked out to make sure the coast was clear, and came back in… shutting and locking the door once more. I faced him.

“You can’t do this Texas. You can’t just show up places whenever you feel like it.”

“Apparently I can, as I have done in this past and will continue to do so as long as you keep refusing my calls and ignoring me.”

“Did it occur to you that I don’t want to talk to you?”

“No.” he answered nonchalantly, “what did occur to me is that your boyfriend threw a fit and demanded you break all contact with me, and since we both know how you avoid conflict at all costs, you were more than willing to comply as long as it meant him not being upset anymore.”

“That is…” I growled, shoving another dress on over my lingerie, “the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.” I reached around to try and zip the dress. Tex moved my arms, and pulled the zipper for me.

“This dress is hideous by the way.” He told me in a matter-of-fact tone.

I gave him a dirty look before turning to the mirror. After a little consideration, I reached back to unzip it instead.

“I told you.” He balked.

I gave up. I threw my hands up in the air, stomped over to the dressing chair and crashed my body down in to it.

“I can’t do this.” I complained.

He rolled his eyes, “Just come here and I’ll unzip it.”

“No,” I laughed, and then I cried, “This…I can’t do this.” I told him, flinging my hand back and forth between us.

“…and I can’t let you go.” He told me, resting his body against the wall in front of me.

We stared at one another. Then Tex moved off of the wall and walked over to me. He held out his hands, and I took them in my own. Pulling back, he raised me to my feet. He was so gorgeous…he had always been. I pouted my lip out and he laughed under his breath.

“I’m not going to give up Selena.” He whispered at me, cupping my head in his hands. He continued to use his thumbs to caress my jaw line as he looked into my eyes. I saw his lids close as he brought our mouths together. I closed my eyes as well.

And so it went for the next few months. Tex would show up out of nowhere in places I never would have dreamed to see him. More than one occasion had him waiting for me in my home when he somehow knew that Ryan was not going to be with me that night.

The majority of the time we ranted and raved at one another. Him constantly telling me to call this stupid wedding off and come back to him and me telling him I couldn’t do that and that Ryan deserved better. We would fuss well into the night and then there would be flowers or some other gift waiting for me the next day.

But then there were the other times, when I was too exhausted to fight and I let him wrap me up into his arms and carry me off to bed. There was even a time or two when we didn’t even speak very much at all. He had just met me at the door, led me into the living room and cuddled us together. We stayed that way watching a couple of movies.

Time eventually made its’ way to August. Texas had demanded I call it off for the millionth time, and I again told him I just couldn’t. Instead of a super fun bachelorette party, I unloaded everything I had kept to myself onto Cassey and Amber. I had expected them to blow up at me, especially Cass. From her I had even anticipated some violence. But all they did was wrap their arms around me and tell me that no matter what, they would be there.

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