Getting him Back by Anna Pescardot Page B

river.
    ‘What’s
happened?’ I started to worry. I hoped he wasn’t going to break up
with me and then I realized that I did have feelings for him,
otherwise I wouldn’t be bothered, would I?
    ‘It’s just
something Moni said that’s all.’
    ‘What did she
say?’
    ‘ She was
looking at one of her boyfriends’ Facebook pages and there was a
photo of you on it.’
    ‘So?’
    ‘Well, when she
asked him who you were he said you were his ex fiancé.’
    I
shuffled in my seat and pretended to be shocked. ‘Wow! Small world, eh? So one of
her boyfriends is my ex fiancé! Talk about keeping it in the
family!’ I laughed, hoping he would see the funny side but he
remained glum.
    ‘I’m starting
to piece it all together now. That night at Zanzibar, you weren’t
interested in me, were you? Not until you found out I was Monica’s
brother.’
    I felt
like a naughty school girl who’d been caught cheating in an exam.
‘That’s not true,’ I argued.
    ‘I can’t
believe I was starting to like you.’ He gulped some of his lager
and continued to stare out of the window. A long boat was going
past and the man driving it was waving at us. We both ignored
him.
    ‘I’m sorry.
It’s not what you think, honest,’ I said.
    ‘What do I
think?’
    ‘I don’t know,
but you’re not happy, are you?’
    ‘No. It seems
like you were only with me so you can find out stuff about your
ex.’
    I took
hold of my bread roll and started to break it into pieces. ‘You
said yourself you’ve been cheated on so you know how it feels! He
cheated on me with your sister! I just wanted to see what she was
like, that’s all.’
    He shrugged his
shoulders. ‘So why were you taking a photo then? Why were you
trying to split them up?’
    ‘Because I was
jealous, ok? I thought he should know that the girl he left me for
was a cheater!’
    ‘Yeah well he
cheated on you so you should be glad it’s happening to him
now.’
    The
waiter brought us our food and seeing it made me feel sick. I
pulled out my chair and went into the toilets. I sat down in the
cubicle and took some deep breaths. Why was I feeling like this? I
was upset, but not about my ex. I was upset because it was
obviously the end of my relationship with freckly Mark. I should
have been honest with him from the start. He wouldn’t trust me now
– and he shouldn’t trust me, not when I was meeting my ex on
Friday. What if he found out about that from his sister? She tells him everything and
she still keeps in contact with my ex because I’ve seen her
messages on his Facebook wall. Maybe I should tell him about my
ex.
    . Once
I’d sorted myself out I
went back to the table. Mark was tearing apart his steak with such
force I’d swear he was imagining it was me.
    ‘I’m sorry, I
just needed to get some air,’ I said when I noticed him glaring at
me.
    ‘What’s going
on here, Terri?’ he asked. I could see the pain and mistrust in his
eyes. I couldn’t hurt him any more.
    ‘ I
suppose I never should have gone out with you. That’s why I walked
off when you came over in Zanzibar. It was too soon after my ex. I
was on the rebound.’
    ‘So I am right
– you were only with me because of Monica.’
    ‘At first,
yeah, but then I really liked being with you. I like you a
lot.’
    He laughed
sarcastically. ‘Well whoop de doo! I should feel flattered should
I?’
    I never thought
I’d hear him speak so nastily. I was glad it was happening now,
though, before I got too close to him. Relationships always went
wrong. Maybe I should join a nunnery. ‘Like I said, I’m sorry. I
didn’t mean for you to find out.’
    ‘Yeah, I bet
you didn’t!’
    ‘So, I guess
that’s it then?’
    He looked right
at me and instead of seeing warmth in his eyes I sensed a cold,
hard, almost evil presence. ‘Yeah, I can’t trust you now, can
I?’
    I pushed my
plate away, having touched none of it and waited while Mark scraped
the last of his chips from his plate and put them in his