Against All Odds Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Against All Odds Pt. 04

... Melissa returned from her day with Charity, she was drained and holding on to courage. They had gone to this market she'd never heard of. Lunch was at this little Jamaican cafe. There was no hurry there. Each person they interacted with was a character. They knew Charity, and all of them asked about Mike, and each gave Melissa a warm hello. They sat in a coffee shop late afternoon, and Charity urged her to open up.

"What do you want, Melissa?"

"I want to go back and change everything."

"You can't do that, but why not tell Dave the truth? Tell him you're sorry, you fucked up, and you never stopped loving him. Just to start."

"He doesn't want me anymore, Charity."

"Maybe so, but being honest, apologizing, and telling him how you feel is the least you can do. Give him some closure. He needs to know you didn't want to leave him, and you're not with Ryan anymore."

"What difference will that make?"

"If it's the truth, it matters. Does Dave deserve your honesty or not?"

She was right about everything. It was the least I could do. I was embarrassed and heartbroken, but I needed to grow the fuck up and make sure he knew how it happened, why and how I felt. The whole idea of this terrified me.

The meeting that night was the exact medicine I needed. At the end of each day, I got a huge desire to drink and do drugs. I realized it was a routine I had set and had been living for almost four years. It was hard to break the cycle. Meetings helped with this. Mike ...

... was always encouraging me to talk to the woman there. I had a conversation with the person who gave me my first white key tag.

Later that night, Charity, Mike, and I talked until midnight, with both of them describing their story. I would never have forgiven Mike had I walked in on him like that. This thought was evident on my face, with my anger directed at Mike. He knew but was calm about it. Charity on the other hand.

"You find it difficult that I took him back after that, don't you?"

The Irish in me was furious. "Yes, I struggle with that."

"Was what you did in the last two months really you, Melissa?"

"Yes and no. I knew what I was doing but also realized my moral compass was broken, and I was becoming spiritually bankrupt. I can see that clearly now." I paused. "It was sabotage, cold sabotage. I wish it never happened." She also had a private thought;it was selfish and knowing that was hard.

"Do you want Dave to forgive you, Melissa?" asked Charity.

This made me cry. I wanted that more than anything, but I was unwilling to do the same in return. In a flash, this epiphany shifted me to my core, and all my Irish disrespect for Charity disappeared.

"It wasn't easy taking him back, was it?"

Charity looked at Mike, and they smiled at each other. They knew, and he was OK with the reply he knew would come. "No, it was the hardest thing I have ever done, and we both knew the odds were stacked against us. We went in, eyes wide open. Yes, I will always ...