Chapter 21: What happened in Seattle
II thought he will be after me, chasing me, stalking me. But it doesn’t happen.
It’s been days and… nothing. Such a relief.
That was a mistake, all that night, I was weak… I don’t know what happened to him. But definitely…that night shouldn’t have happened.
I have no excuses… it happened not only because of the moment, but also because I always wanted to be with him.
For years, for me, he was the sexiest man in the world to me since I was fourteen years old, And happened what I never imagined becoming true! I had touched him, kissed him, we had sex and well… that was the end of it.
That was it, I had already come to terms with that idea.
But that doesn’t mean I was calm and happy, nothing could be further from the truth. I don’t have peace. I walked into the office, almost crouching, hoping no one would see me.
But someday… he will return again. I don’t know what he was up to or where he was, and frankly… it hurts, but I fought not to care.
“And yes… that is what happened… you know between he… Ethan and me. In Seattle” I told my friends, after avoiding the subject with them for
days.
“Sorry… come again… Tommy says. They were stunned.
I didn’t give them too many details, just that one thing led to another and we ended up together.
They were shocked and asked me a lot of questions, many of which I could not answer. Especially the ones about Ethan’s point of view and the
future.
“What was going to happen now?”
“Why wasn’t he there when you woke up?”
“Why don’t you talk after days? It’s been days, for god’s sake!”
* I don’t know, I don’t know, and I don’t know” that’s all I said.
No doubt we had some things to work out if I wanted to work them out. For the Priscilla who didn’t want to face anything, the Priscilla who preferred to flee cowardly, this situation was ideal.
No sight of Ethan, no problem.
“That’s not the end, you know…” Suzy says.
“You are going to face him… one day or another Tommy says, still in shock.
I hope not, but obviously that day arrives.
One day, out of the blue, he showed up. I was quietly working in the warehouse, in my overalls, on the floor, looking at some fabric samples for chairs, when I felt a presence behind me.
I thought it was a ghost. Maybe the ghosts didn’t know the damage they were doing, while Ethan… he was fully aware.
“Priscilla…
I turned and stared at him as I stood up and dusted off my clothes. Today I was undoubtedly at my worst, but what did I care? He had already seen me… almost everything, at least what the few rays of light allowed. Good god.
His face was one of deep annoyance, he looked at me with almost contempt, his forehead furrowed. His usually neatly combed hair now looked disheveled, as if he had run his hands through it so many times that his hair was disheveled. Still… he looks hot. Damn him!
His mouth was a line and his hands were in the pockets of his expensive pants. Something told me that he had hesitated to come, as if he had
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debated it for a long time, and finally he did.
“Ethan…
We were silent for a while, he looked me up and down, then he spoke to me, his eyes fixed on the floor as if he didn’t want to see me anymore, as if he was forced to speak to me, but against his will.
“You didn’t come, you ignore me complete. You didn’t even write to me, you didn’t look for me” – he snaps.
What does he mean? Did I have to look for him? What did he expect? He looks at me like a spoiled, annoyed child. What the hell?
“I didn’t see you here,” I manage to say, wiping my hands with a handkerchief.
I look him straight in the eye, because I have nothing to hide. I can see his jaw clenching, his breathing quick and he looks around as if he’s about to explode and doesn’t know how to express it.
Man… this should be awful for him. I mean, is not Disneyland for me either.
I don’t know what else to say, I really don’t want to have this conversation, at all.
When I’m about to take a few steps away to do something more productive, he speaks to me again.
“This is what you want? That we behaved as if we were a couple of strangers” he says, almost accusing me. How dare he?
1 refrain from answering that we are indeed almost a couple of strangers. Stranger that share a history, strangers that have sex. Casual sex.
“What are you talking about? I say and look at him. He sighs.
“We never talk about what happened in Seattle, Priscilla, we go on with our lives as if nothing had happened. I told you, we need to talk”
Here we go again. Considering how difficult it is for him to communicate with me, this will take a while. He runs a hand over his face, presses his fingers against the bridge of his nose, and closes his eyes tightly.
“What happened in Seattle… it can’t be like that… you and I have known each other for a long time. My family… we have friends… I just… I think we should clear things up. Besides, we work together,” he says firmly. Oh boy.
“I understand… I say resigned. He takes some time to think about his words.
“I know that maybe it wasn’t the best time and that… it was a work trip with many problems and that day… that night was complicated, the flight you know…” he says with a sigh and looks at me, almost begging me to help him. I nod.
“Don’t worry, Ethan… you really don’t have to say anything, there’s no need” he looks at me strangely.
We really are two people who really don’t know what the other one is going to say, what’s going on in his head.
“But…Prissy…
“I know it was not planned and maybe it was not what was supposed to happen between us” I say with a calm voice and he looks at me incredulously.
“Do you regret what happened?” He asks me, almost offended. His eyes sparkle and he crosses his arms over his chest.
“I think it was a mistake,” I say clearly and he is furious.
*Really, Priscilla? Is that what you’re telling me? Is that what it meant to you?” He reproaches me loudly.
“Wasn’t it for you? I think is pretty clear” I ask, and he remains silent, speechless. I take it as a yes. I knew it.
“It’s different,” he admits and closes his eyes tightly,
“You… you are different Priscilla” he says pointing at me, looking me up and down as if what he is telling me is very clear.
And suddenly it hit me.
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Oh God, no. Please, please that he doesn’t tell me I’m overweight, that I’m a pig. That it’s an atrocity to sleep with me.
Those words still haunt me, I remember them clearly, how is that possible? After so many years! I could have remembered something else. But no, I remember those infamous words he said to his friends, and the nightmare keeps coming back.
“Please.. I don’t want to listen. Enough with the first time. Please don’t do this to me I respond with a lump in my throat. He stares at me.
“What Why?” he says in astonishment.
He’s really upset, I don’t understand why, it’s me he’s trying to insult!
Not that I’m going to tell him that I don’t like him or that he’s too attractive. Or that no woman would sleep with him.
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