Private Emotions – Invitations (The Private Emotions Trilogy) by Elize Amornette Page B
Authors: Elize Amornette
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about Ethan and Sophie and then Ethan again. How was I going to manage this one? “Sigh.” Just as I was about to stare at the ceiling I heard my email go off.
I ran to the computer with a spring in my step hoping that it was Ethan. I sat down, logged on and began to read the contents of the email. Halfway through it, I felt a wetness on my face and knew that a dam was about to burst open at any second. This was the last thing I needed to hear, even though it was something that I was expecting. Knowing that it was finally over made me feel heart-wrenchingly lonely and sad.
The phone rang beside me and I snatched it up before I had the chance to compose myself. The email was still flashing, making it difficult to concentrate on the phone call that I had just received.
“Emily, are you there? I can hear breathing on the other end.”
“I’m...here.” My voice sounded hoarse and I stumbled over my words. I choked back the tears that were forming in my eyes.
“Emily, I just want to apologize for how I acted the last time. I really don’t know what came over me.”
“Okay...th..anks.”
“Um, I was wondering if I could make it up to you by having a meal at that restaurant I took you to...you know the place...Au Chanté. You know they have the best chocolate desserts that will have you fighting your own mother just for another taste. It’s my way of trying to make amends and to tell you that I’m enjoying our time together.”
“That’s great...but...I...really (sob) don’t...think...” Hanging up on him was the hardest thing that I’ve ever done in my life but I just couldn’t let him hear how this news was turning me inside out. The last thing that I needed was his pity on top of everything else. The phone rang incessantly over the next five minutes and I knew that Ethan wasn’t ready to let it our conversation end. I pulled the phone plug which brought a silence into the room that I desperately needed at that time. The ticking of the clock was the only other sound I heard in the room and it was almost like medieval torture .
With each passing minute, I re-read the email over and over again as it took time for me to grasp the facts that were staring me in the face. I must have sat there for at least half an hour staring at the screen in shock. Suddenly, I heard rushed footsteps approaching my apartment and then a cacophony of strikes on the wood of the door.
“Emily. I came as fast as I could. Open up! I know that something is bothering you and I hope it wasn’t anything I said that caused you distress.” He pounded on the door with so much force that I could feel the vibration of it all the way into the living room. “Open this door, Emily, or I swear I break it down. Emily! EMILY!”
Angry, upset and railing with a medley of emotions I flung the door open and said, “How dare you think that everything that goes on with me is about you. Did it ever occur to your little brain that maybe I was going through something that I have to deal with on my own? Of course it didn’t, BECAUSE YOU ARE A TYPICAL MAN WITH NO REGARD BESIDES WHAT’S GOING ON BELOW YOUR WAIST.” I hadn’t even realized that I had raised my voice, or began to point my finger into his chest until I totally went off on him, slapping his chest and blabbering like a complete moron.
He grabbed my hands and held them against him while I cried and let my raw emotions escape. Ethan closed the door behind him and we both fell to our knees right there in my hall. I didn’t have the strength to keep standing. He didn’t try to talk to me. He just held me and let me cry it out until there were no more tears in my body to produce. Finally, I sat down at the computer and read aloud the email.
‘Emily, we weren’t sure that we should be bothering you with this but you have been a big part in our daughter’s young life. Kelly spoke kindly of you and how much you were there for her during her cancer ordeal. I regret with all my being to
I ran to the computer with a spring in my step hoping that it was Ethan. I sat down, logged on and began to read the contents of the email. Halfway through it, I felt a wetness on my face and knew that a dam was about to burst open at any second. This was the last thing I needed to hear, even though it was something that I was expecting. Knowing that it was finally over made me feel heart-wrenchingly lonely and sad.
The phone rang beside me and I snatched it up before I had the chance to compose myself. The email was still flashing, making it difficult to concentrate on the phone call that I had just received.
“Emily, are you there? I can hear breathing on the other end.”
“I’m...here.” My voice sounded hoarse and I stumbled over my words. I choked back the tears that were forming in my eyes.
“Emily, I just want to apologize for how I acted the last time. I really don’t know what came over me.”
“Okay...th..anks.”
“Um, I was wondering if I could make it up to you by having a meal at that restaurant I took you to...you know the place...Au Chanté. You know they have the best chocolate desserts that will have you fighting your own mother just for another taste. It’s my way of trying to make amends and to tell you that I’m enjoying our time together.”
“That’s great...but...I...really (sob) don’t...think...” Hanging up on him was the hardest thing that I’ve ever done in my life but I just couldn’t let him hear how this news was turning me inside out. The last thing that I needed was his pity on top of everything else. The phone rang incessantly over the next five minutes and I knew that Ethan wasn’t ready to let it our conversation end. I pulled the phone plug which brought a silence into the room that I desperately needed at that time. The ticking of the clock was the only other sound I heard in the room and it was almost like medieval torture .
With each passing minute, I re-read the email over and over again as it took time for me to grasp the facts that were staring me in the face. I must have sat there for at least half an hour staring at the screen in shock. Suddenly, I heard rushed footsteps approaching my apartment and then a cacophony of strikes on the wood of the door.
“Emily. I came as fast as I could. Open up! I know that something is bothering you and I hope it wasn’t anything I said that caused you distress.” He pounded on the door with so much force that I could feel the vibration of it all the way into the living room. “Open this door, Emily, or I swear I break it down. Emily! EMILY!”
Angry, upset and railing with a medley of emotions I flung the door open and said, “How dare you think that everything that goes on with me is about you. Did it ever occur to your little brain that maybe I was going through something that I have to deal with on my own? Of course it didn’t, BECAUSE YOU ARE A TYPICAL MAN WITH NO REGARD BESIDES WHAT’S GOING ON BELOW YOUR WAIST.” I hadn’t even realized that I had raised my voice, or began to point my finger into his chest until I totally went off on him, slapping his chest and blabbering like a complete moron.
He grabbed my hands and held them against him while I cried and let my raw emotions escape. Ethan closed the door behind him and we both fell to our knees right there in my hall. I didn’t have the strength to keep standing. He didn’t try to talk to me. He just held me and let me cry it out until there were no more tears in my body to produce. Finally, I sat down at the computer and read aloud the email.
‘Emily, we weren’t sure that we should be bothering you with this but you have been a big part in our daughter’s young life. Kelly spoke kindly of you and how much you were there for her during her cancer ordeal. I regret with all my being to
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