Mr. Valentine's Heart

Resignation Letter

~Cherise~

I’m mad, like really mad. Then again, I have no right to be mad. I walked away from Caleb without telling him why. I know it was childish, but I didn’t know what else to do. I felt like I had found another Alexi, and that was too much for me to deal with.

I’ve been sitting on my couch for a while now. I should go eat something, but I have no appetite. I should take a shower, but I don’t want to move. I should go to bed, but I’m too upset to sleep. I sigh and shift on the couch.

I look at the illuminated wall clock and see that it’s kind of late. If I’m going to be useful at work tomorrow, I really need to sleep. I look at the paper on the coffee table. I typed it up and printed it at work. I didn’t want to leave it there because I didn’t want it to get misplaced.

A loud knock jolts me out of my thoughts and has my heart beating uncontrollably. It’s really too late for company, and I don’t really know anyone out here. The knock sounds again, and it seems to be louder. I curl up on the couch, terrified. That can only be one person; I can’t stand the idea.

I guess Alexi has found me. I was stupid to believe that Alexi would never find me, that he would just leave me alone. I don’t know what trail I left, but he’s here and plans to take me back with him. I don’t want to go back to that life. I felt like a caged bird that was meant to look pretty and nothing else. I despise Alexi, and I don’t want to live a life with him by my side.

The knock sounds again, so loud that it sounds like it’s a second away from knocking the door off the hinges. “Cherise?! I know you’re there. Open the door.” I let out a breath, slowly realizing that it isn’t Alexi’s voice. I know his voice almost as well as I know my own. That isn’t his voice. “Cherise, please!”

I slowly put my feet on the ground and stand. I take my time walking over to the door. I wish I had a weapon because if it’s Alexi, I’d rather kill him than let him take me back. When I reach the door, I look through the peephole. Sh.it! What’s he doing here? “I’m not leaving until you talk to me. I will stay here all night if I have to.” I look in the peephole again while unlocking the door. I slowly turn the knob and pull the door open.

My breath catches in my throat as I look at him. He’s wearing a black T-shirt that hugs all of his muscles. His gray sweatpants leave nothing to the imagination. My mouth is getting dry looking at him. I step to the side and allow him to walk in.

I close and lock the door, following behind him. He walks over to the couch and sits down. I slowly walk around the couch so I can also have a seat. Before I can sit, he’s up and in my face. “You’re quitting?!”

~Caleb~

I expected Mom to refuse to celebrate with us. She brought this woman here to be with me, but she’s mated to Jamichael. I expected her to rant and rave before leaving. I didn’t expect her to join us and be in the best mood. I don’t know what that’s about, but I’m keeping an eye on her.

After celebrating Jamichael finding his second chance mate, I was going to go to bed. I decided that a hot shower and bed would be the best thing to do. The truth is that she hasn’t left my head since lunch earlier today. I kept thinking about her, and Eros wouldn’t let me let her go.

Cherish is mad at me, and I have no idea why. I didn’t see her at the end of the day, and I wasn’t able to stop and talk to her before the day was over. I wanted to talk to her so badly so I could figure out why she turned so cold toward me. You have to speak to her.

I will, Eros. We will see her tomorrow.

NO! We have to see her now! I sigh and throw some sweats on. One thing about Eros is that he isn’t one to let things go. He makes my life a living hell when he doesn’t let things go. I don’t have the energy to deal with that right now.

I drive an hour's drive to Misty Falls so I can see her. I know it’s late, but I have to try. When I get to her place, I knock on the door. Nothing happens, so I place my ear to the door. I hear her increased heartbeat, and I wonder how scared she is. I knock on the door again, louder this time. “Cherise?! I know you’re there. Open the door.” I wait, but nothing happens again. “Cherise, please!”

My nerves are shot, and Eros is becoming a basket case in my mind. Suddenly, her scent is strong and right behind the door. I guess she finally got up to see who it is. I wait anxiously, hoping she opens the door soon. “I’m not leaving until you talk to me. I will stay here all night if I have to.” The door finally opens, albeit slowly. Cherish steps to the side, and I hurry into her place before she changes her mind. I walk over to the couch and plop on it. A piece of paper on the coffee table catches my eye. I see the word termination along with Cherise. I jump to my feet just as she makes it to the couch. “You’re quitting?!” Cherish says nothing. She sits on the couch, keeping her face forward.

She can’t quit! You have to fix it!

Not now, Eros! I put a block up, not being able to handle having him in my head right now. I look at Cherish for a bit before sitting next to her. I grab her hands in mine, immediately feeling her tense up.

“I need you to talk to me, Cherise. What’s going on?” She sighs and turns her head toward me.

“I’m just making things easier on both of us. I thought we were starting something, but you aren’t attracted to me. It’s best for me to leave before things become to complicated.”