Chapter 7
She put in a request to end Peter’s rehabilitation stating that as he had gained part-time employment her duties and commitment had been fulfilled. She immediately booked a three week holiday to the Whitsundays it was her lucky day as she was able to get a flight and a hotel room that thanks to a cancellation she was able to upgrade to gold star.
She pulled up in Peter’s driveway and hoped that he would not be home. Knocking on the door she heard him inside.
“Oh hi Cindy, I was just about to go for a walk would you like to join me.”
She half-heartedly smiled “I can’t I’ve got a plane to catch, that’s why I’m here, I’m going on holidays leaving today actually and I won’t be able to help with your rehabilitation program.”
Peter’s smile faded he stood to the side of the door “did you want to come in”
“I can’t but I also need to let you know that I have put in a request to cancel your rehabilitation with me, it’s clear that I am no longer needed” or wanted she thought “so I need to be fair to the department, they will contact you and your doctor and they will do a final assessment on your disability.”
She stood in front of him, over the years she had fallen in love with him and now she never felt more remote from him, she was cutting herself from him, she felt she needed to take a break before he broke her heart, she knew it was going to be hard, she wanted to throw her arms around him and ask him to come with her, she wanted to tell him that she loved him.
“How long are you going away for and where?”
“Three weeks, maybe four, and I’m going to the Whitsunday’s. I just needed to let you know.”
There was silence between Peter and Cindy.
She smiled at Peter to try and hide the hurt that was pounding in her heart.
His heart caught in his throat, he didn’t know what to say, he wanted to tell her to not go, but that wasn’t fair on Cindy she was going on a holiday probably with some girlfriends or a guy, the last stabbed him in the heart and choked him, he knew that feeling, of loving someone and losing them, but he hadn’t had her to start with. Was that his fault? Had he not made himself show his feelings toward her, he was initially waiting for him to lose the weight but now, what was holding him back now?
He should tell her how he feels about her.
“Cindy I….”
“Peter I….”
They both said in unison.
“You go first” he said.
“It’s just…” she hung her head she wanted desperately to tell him that she loved him “I have to get going.” She waited for him to tell her to not go, to stay with him. She would, she would stay with him.
He waited on her every word hoping that she would tell him that she loved him and that she didn’t really want to go. He blinked back the tears that were beginning to form and coughed to shake the hurt that had been rising in his throat. “Ok, well… umm send me a postcard.”
“Sure.” She reached out to him and gave him a peck on the cheek before running back to her car.
She backed out of the driveway and gave a little wave as she drove off, before her the road swam and as she rounded the corner she pulled over and let the tears run freely down her face, why did it feel like the end before anything had even begun.
He closed the door as she drove off giving a wave, he walked over to the couch and sat, somewhere during the week that had been gloriously sunny and not one thing that could go wrong Peter’s whole world had turned dark and bleak and if it rained outside it would match the way he was feeling on the inside.
Not sure how long he sat on the couch he looked to the window as the darkness enveloped his home, he had been here before, losing everything that mattered to him, the pain in the heart that consumed his entire world, he had everything before and lost it, and now he lost something he loved, it was happening all over again. The tears he let fall as he sobbed to try and ease the pain in his heart.
Morning came and the birds chirped, the sun filtered through the window that he had failed to shut in the evening, in fact he still sat in the same spot on the couch since Cindy had left him.
Dragging himself into the shower he thought about going for his morning swim but his enthusiasm for it wasn’t there, he felt gut wrenchingly empty inside, as the water sprayed over him he realised that without Cindy in his life, it held no meaning, she was the reason for life. He had to do something about it.
She put in a request to end Peter’s rehabilitation stating that as he had gained part-time employment her duties and commitment had been fulfilled. She immediately booked a three week holiday to the Whitsundays it was her lucky day as she was able to get a flight and a hotel room that thanks to a cancellation she was able to upgrade to gold star.
She pulled up in Peter’s driveway and hoped that he would not be home. Knocking on the door she heard him inside.
“Oh hi Cindy, I was just about to go for a walk would you like to join me.”
She half-heartedly smiled “I can’t I’ve got a plane to catch, that’s why I’m here, I’m going on holidays leaving today actually and I won’t be able to help with your rehabilitation program.”
Peter’s smile faded he stood to the side of the door “did you want to come in”
“I can’t but I also need to let you know that I have put in a request to cancel your rehabilitation with me, it’s clear that I am no longer needed” or wanted she thought “so I need to be fair to the department, they will contact you and your doctor and they will do a final assessment on your disability.”
She stood in front of him, over the years she had fallen in love with him and now she never felt more remote from him, she was cutting herself from him, she felt she needed to take a break before he broke her heart, she knew it was going to be hard, she wanted to throw her arms around him and ask him to come with her, she wanted to tell him that she loved him.
“How long are you going away for and where?”
“Three weeks, maybe four, and I’m going to the Whitsunday’s. I just needed to let you know.”
There was silence between Peter and Cindy.
She smiled at Peter to try and hide the hurt that was pounding in her heart.
His heart caught in his throat, he didn’t know what to say, he wanted to tell her to not go, but that wasn’t fair on Cindy she was going on a holiday probably with some girlfriends or a guy, the last stabbed him in the heart and choked him, he knew that feeling, of loving someone and losing them, but he hadn’t had her to start with. Was that his fault? Had he not made himself show his feelings toward her, he was initially waiting for him to lose the weight but now, what was holding him back now?
He should tell her how he feels about her.
“Cindy I….”
“Peter I….”
They both said in unison.
“You go first” he said.
“It’s just…” she hung her head she wanted desperately to tell him that she loved him “I have to get going.” She waited for him to tell her to not go, to stay with him. She would, she would stay with him.
He waited on her every word hoping that she would tell him that she loved him and that she didn’t really want to go. He blinked back the tears that were beginning to form and coughed to shake the hurt that had been rising in his throat. “Ok, well… umm send me a postcard.”
“Sure.” She reached out to him and gave him a peck on the cheek before running back to her car.
She backed out of the driveway and gave a little wave as she drove off, before her the road swam and as she rounded the corner she pulled over and let the tears run freely down her face, why did it feel like the end before anything had even begun.
He closed the door as she drove off giving a wave, he walked over to the couch and sat, somewhere during the week that had been gloriously sunny and not one thing that could go wrong Peter’s whole world had turned dark and bleak and if it rained outside it would match the way he was feeling on the inside.
Not sure how long he sat on the couch he looked to the window as the darkness enveloped his home, he had been here before, losing everything that mattered to him, the pain in the heart that consumed his entire world, he had everything before and lost it, and now he lost something he loved, it was happening all over again. The tears he let fall as he sobbed to try and ease the pain in his heart.
Morning came and the birds chirped, the sun filtered through the window that he had failed to shut in the evening, in fact he still sat in the same spot on the couch since Cindy had left him.
Dragging himself into the shower he thought about going for his morning swim but his enthusiasm for it wasn’t there, he felt gut wrenchingly empty inside, as the water sprayed over him he realised that without Cindy in his life, it held no meaning, she was the reason for life. He had to do something about it.
Til next time
Happy Reading
Valissa
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