things, as well, and
all my editor wanted to focus on was the allegations alone. I couldn't have
been more frustrated with everything that was going on.
Every time a new article was
assigned to me, it was about Bennett and his allegations. I continued to quote
him as I felt that was only fair journalism. I didn't want to just tell one
side of the story, but still it didn't matter. The next story would be about
the same thing, and I could only do so much for Bennett until he was able to
prove himself right.
The problem was, the story and
the allegations were tearing us apart. Even though we tried to remain normal
throughout everything, it was next to impossible. After our last call, he had
shown up at my apartment with flowers again and apologized. He stated that he
shouldn't have treated me poorly even if he was under stress. I had obviously
forgiven him and we went forward with our relationship. Unfortunately, it just
wasn't that easy for us.
We had agreed to not discuss the
case at all, that we would just enjoy each other’s company and not worry about
it. Our time together was limited and we just wanted to focus on one another.
It was impossible to do so, however, as the case was so prevalent in both of
our minds that we ended up discussing it even when we didn't want to. It just
kept coming up. It was impossible for Bennett to forget, to just let it go for
one night, and I was right in the middle of it because I was writing about it,
It was a tragic mess, and I
wasn't sure how to fix it. What was worse was that I was starting to worry that
we weren't going to survive the scandal. Things were just so heated all the
time and neither of us was handling it very well. I was helpless to fix things
and the fact that I was writing about his scandal was not helping our
relationship at all. It was becoming a wedge between us and I didn't know how
to stop us from pushing each other away.
Chapter Fourteen
“Please tell me you have some
words of wisdom because I feel like I'm going slowly insane.”
Connie smiled sadly. We were
sitting across from each other at the burger joint, sharing some French fries.
I felt incredibly saddened and a little depressed as I felt I was powerless to
the fact that I was slowly losing Bennett. I had called Connie for some girl
talk and moral support, but things were looking grim. In fact, I had not
ordered a beer; instead I was drinking whiskey with a dash of coke.
“I don't know what else I can say
here, Emmi. You are definitely in a very tough situation and your editor is
kind of a huge bitch.”
I laughed. I didn't even want to
get on the topic of how unimpressed I was with my editor. Sometimes I felt like
she had gone off the rails with the story. She was so determined to get the
inside scoop on the scandal first that she was forgetting the fact that a
relationship was being ruined in the meantime.
“Yeah, I can agree on that one.”
“It sucks, Emmi. I understand. It
really sucks. You are being forced to choose between your boyfriend and the
career path you want. It's a shitty deal. Now because of that, Bennett is
pulling away and I can also understand that, as well.”
I sighed. “How can you understand
that, Connie? I'm doing the best that I can, and I care about him a great deal.
I don't want him to pull away from me. I want us to survive this and stay
together...possibly forever.”
“Well, unfortunately, this is a
good indication that maybe he isn't the one. The guy you share your life with
should be someone that you can brave any storm with and still survive in the
end. Now I get that this is a different storm, one that puts you both in
unusual circumstances, but I think the theory still holds true. You guys should
be able to band together and get through this and you just aren't doing a very
good job.”
I frowned. “I thought you were
supposed to be making me feel better here, not worse.”
Connie chuckled. “I'm sorry,
Emmi. I'm definitely not trying to
all my editor wanted to focus on was the allegations alone. I couldn't have
been more frustrated with everything that was going on.
Every time a new article was
assigned to me, it was about Bennett and his allegations. I continued to quote
him as I felt that was only fair journalism. I didn't want to just tell one
side of the story, but still it didn't matter. The next story would be about
the same thing, and I could only do so much for Bennett until he was able to
prove himself right.
The problem was, the story and
the allegations were tearing us apart. Even though we tried to remain normal
throughout everything, it was next to impossible. After our last call, he had
shown up at my apartment with flowers again and apologized. He stated that he
shouldn't have treated me poorly even if he was under stress. I had obviously
forgiven him and we went forward with our relationship. Unfortunately, it just
wasn't that easy for us.
We had agreed to not discuss the
case at all, that we would just enjoy each other’s company and not worry about
it. Our time together was limited and we just wanted to focus on one another.
It was impossible to do so, however, as the case was so prevalent in both of
our minds that we ended up discussing it even when we didn't want to. It just
kept coming up. It was impossible for Bennett to forget, to just let it go for
one night, and I was right in the middle of it because I was writing about it,
It was a tragic mess, and I
wasn't sure how to fix it. What was worse was that I was starting to worry that
we weren't going to survive the scandal. Things were just so heated all the
time and neither of us was handling it very well. I was helpless to fix things
and the fact that I was writing about his scandal was not helping our
relationship at all. It was becoming a wedge between us and I didn't know how
to stop us from pushing each other away.
Chapter Fourteen
“Please tell me you have some
words of wisdom because I feel like I'm going slowly insane.”
Connie smiled sadly. We were
sitting across from each other at the burger joint, sharing some French fries.
I felt incredibly saddened and a little depressed as I felt I was powerless to
the fact that I was slowly losing Bennett. I had called Connie for some girl
talk and moral support, but things were looking grim. In fact, I had not
ordered a beer; instead I was drinking whiskey with a dash of coke.
“I don't know what else I can say
here, Emmi. You are definitely in a very tough situation and your editor is
kind of a huge bitch.”
I laughed. I didn't even want to
get on the topic of how unimpressed I was with my editor. Sometimes I felt like
she had gone off the rails with the story. She was so determined to get the
inside scoop on the scandal first that she was forgetting the fact that a
relationship was being ruined in the meantime.
“Yeah, I can agree on that one.”
“It sucks, Emmi. I understand. It
really sucks. You are being forced to choose between your boyfriend and the
career path you want. It's a shitty deal. Now because of that, Bennett is
pulling away and I can also understand that, as well.”
I sighed. “How can you understand
that, Connie? I'm doing the best that I can, and I care about him a great deal.
I don't want him to pull away from me. I want us to survive this and stay
together...possibly forever.”
“Well, unfortunately, this is a
good indication that maybe he isn't the one. The guy you share your life with
should be someone that you can brave any storm with and still survive in the
end. Now I get that this is a different storm, one that puts you both in
unusual circumstances, but I think the theory still holds true. You guys should
be able to band together and get through this and you just aren't doing a very
good job.”
I frowned. “I thought you were
supposed to be making me feel better here, not worse.”
Connie chuckled. “I'm sorry,
Emmi. I'm definitely not trying to
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