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Chapter 5 : Letting Go
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The cheating bastard, he will definitely get his.
I smiled softly as I remembered how Ron treated me last night. After I had my crying fit he picked me up and carried me to his bed. I didn't want him to leave so he stayed until I fell asleep. He was such a sweetie. But why did he want me? I'm nothing but a loud-mouthed, outspoken New Yorker who is in the mist of some drama. He didn't need someone like me in his life.
I climbed out of the bed and adjusted to robe I still had on. I looked around for some clothes to borrow until I got some of my own. I wasn't planning on going back to the apartment James and I shared. I didn't want anything I had since it involved him. Luckily, nothing personal was there; I had left all of that in my old bedroom at my mom's house. I wonder how she would react when she hears about this.
I walked into the bathroom and looked for a spare toothbrush. When I found one I brushed my teeth and thought about what I was going to do. First I needed to find an apartment of my own and by a lot of clothes and toiletries. Thank god I got that promotion or I would have been shit out of luck.
I jumped at the sound of Ron's sleepy voice filling the room. I turned to a shirtless, sleepy eyed boy and nodded slightly. My eyes traveled lower to his boxer shorts and I looked away quickly. Correction: a shirtless, sleepy eye MAN. I nodded my head and finished up brushing my teeth.
"Sorry, I really needed to brush my teeth," I said.
"It's cool, I always bring and extra pair when I go traveling," Ron said and walked in the bathroom. He started to brush his teeth as if it was completely normal for me to be there.
I left the bathroom and sat down on the bed. I looked at the digital clock and saw that it was almost noon. Damn, I've got a lot to do.
"So what do you want to do today?" He said walking out the bathing and sitting next to me.
"Well, right now I need to get a room since I have no place to stay for a while."
"You could stay here."
I looked at Ron and his blue eyes were sincere. He really wanted me to stay. I felt myself getting lost in his ocean gaze and I started to lean forward when my phone rang. The ring was recognizable and I really didn't want to answer.
"Kris? Where are you?" The bastard said on the other line.
"None of your business James," I said. "Now leave me alone, I already told you it was over."
"Look baby, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me..."
"Shut up, you knew exactly what came over you. You found something new and you wanted it."
"No, it was a mistake."
"Yes, now learn from your mistakes," And with that I hung up and turned off my phone. I knew that asshole would try to call me again.
I felt a hand on my shoulder but I didn't bother to turn and look at Ron. I was afraid that I would cry again and I hated showing weakness.
"Let's go shopping."
I turned to Ron and smiled brightly. Now that was a great idea. He got up and gave me a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
"These are the smallest clothes I've got," He said apologetically and left to room for me to change.
After about ten minutes I walked out to show him how the baggy jeans and oversized shirt looked on me.
"I've never seen anyone look so good in my clothes," He said and walked up to me.
He took my face in his hands and made me look at him. It was too overwhelming. I felt as if his eyes were reading my every thought. He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. I made no effort to stop him as he gave me flowery kisses, caressing his soft lips with mine. But soon as his tongue licked my bottom lip, I felt myself lose control.
"Huh?" I said grudgingly, still entranced in Ron's kisses. He reluctantly pulled away and answered the door.
"Hey Ron, did I wake you?" Hermione said standing in the doorway.
"No, we were already awake," Ron said and moved to let her in.
"Well," Hermione said eyeing me down. "Looks like we need to go shopping."
I smiled and gave Hermione a hug. I was afraid that she would bring up the whole James thing. Instead she didn't mention it like a true friend and offered to go shopping with me. I accepted graciously and pulled Ron along with us, knowing we would need a man to carry all of our bags.
"You don't have to do this Kris," Ron said. "I could go in myself and get it for you."
We were done with our five-hour shopping spree, getting everything I needed from clothes to supplies. It wasn't until I had stopped by the art gallery I had sold some art at when I realized I need all of my painting supplies. Even though I could easily buy some more, those were a gift from my father who had died not to long ago. And now we were sitting in front of my previously owned apartment, with James's car sitting in the driveway.
"No Ron, it would be better if I got them," I said and opened the car door. Ron stopped me by grabbing softly on my hand.
"If you need us, just yell."
I walked up to the door and knocked. I breathed in deeply and waited for the door to be open. It was and not by James, by the same girl he was with before. She moved aside and said nothing as I walked inside.
"Who is it Laura?" James said walking out of the bedroom. "Oh...."
"I'm just here to get my art supplies," I said sharply and walked pasted him into the room. I quickly packed up all of my stuff, which was left out and made my way to the front door.
"Kris, wait, we need to talk."
"There is nothing to talk about," I said angrily. "You obviously didn't love me enough not to cheat on me."
"Don't. I really don't want to hear your excuses. I am over you."
"No you're not," James argued. "You can't be, we were together for three years, and you can't throw that away in two days."
"You're right, and I didn't throw it away. You did," I pulled out my keys with my free hand and place the supplies down. "It is surprising to me that I have gotten over this so quick, but only because you betrayed me, and you know good and well I hate fake people."
I took off the key to the apartment and threw it at him. "And here is me letting go completely. I don't want you calling me and I hope we never see each other again. That would only make my life so much easier."
I picked back up my supplies and walked out of the door. I walked over to the car where Ron and Hermione was waiting and helped me put my stuff in the trunk. I took one last look at my previous life and then turned ahead to my new one.
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