Connections Jan 2015 | Page 49

hear from you, I got worried. My friends told me to blow you off. They said you were just some asshole who had used me. I couldn’t believe it. You had promised. I went to the bar where we met and the hotel we stayed at that night. They both said you and your brothers were from out of town. That was when I began to fear your death. I searched and searched the internet for automobile accidents and plane crashes…” That was the moment that I knew she was crazy. I should have known that night because of the things she did and was willing to do in bed. My uncle used to say that the crazy ones were always freaky in bed. I listened to her rant for a few more minutes before I cut her off. “Look, I am real sorry about that night. My brothers and I were celebrating. Hard. I had a little too much to drink. If I said anything inappropriate, I am sorry. And I probably would have called had I had your number…” I started to lie. “But you did have my number. I programmed it into your phone.” “You…what…” I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and scrolled through the numbers. “It’s not in here.” “What.” She snatched the phone from me and scrolled through the names. “You erased it.” “No, I didn’t.” My brother must have when he realized what I had done, the bastard. I wasn’t about to tell the crazy woman in front of me this. What if I had gotten her pregnant? Thinking that caused me to blurt out, “Are you pregnant?” My heart raced at the thought of her carrying my child. On one hand, it was a great thing to bring a new member into the pack. On the other hand, for this woman to be its mother was going to cause some serious turmoil. “No,” she said with a hint of sadness in her voice. I fell into the seat next to me with obvious relief. “Asshole,” she spat at my action. “Look, I’m sorry. It’s just that…” “Shut up. I don’t care. You had no intentions toward me whatsoever, did you?” “Honestly, no.” “Then why do it?”