Chapter 107
Alice shot David a sarcastic look, "Guess what she told me?"
David had been with Lila for almost four years, so he knew her pretty well. He didn't think Lila would be rude to Alice, but whatever ticked Alice off enough to suggest breaking up had to involve him.
David took a deep breath and asked, "Did she bring up our college days?"
Alice's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect him to nail it! Then she got serious again, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "So you do know her pretty well, huh?"
Before she could go on, David pinched her cheek, his face serious, eyes locked on hers. "Wanna try saying that again?"
Alice rubbed her cheek, annoyed. "Fine, I won't say it. Happy now?"
David sighed. At twenty-six, he was finally seeing his girlfriend's jealous side. Just like the internet said, keeping a girlfriend happy was no easy task, but it had to be done.
David asked, "Did you have a fight with her?"
Alice pouted, pushed David away, and plopped down on a chair. "Do you think I'd argue with her? What if she complains to you later? I'm not dumb; I wouldn't give her a chance to get close to you."
"So, you came back to take it out on me?" David squatted down with a grin, looking up at her. "Still mad?"
Alice rolled her eyes and stayed silent.
David could tell her jealousy was pretty intense. It wasn't going to fade in a day. He decided not to push it; better to let it blow over naturally. Forcing it would just leave her simmering inside.
He stood up and asked, "Hungry? I'll make you something."
Alice wasn't unreasonable. She knew David was trying to make peace, and she didn't want to push her luck. If she really ticked him off, she'd be in trouble. "I want a sandwich."
"Got it." David patted her head and headed to the kitchen. Realizing they were out of ketchup, he grabbed his car keys and drove to the nearby supermarket.
He only planned to get ketchup, but then he remembered the snacks Alice wanted yesterday that he didn't let her buy. He headed to the snack aisle.
David put the shopping bag on the passenger seat, started the car, and called Lila. Seeing his name on the caller ID, Lila answered quickly, "David."
"Don't come to my house again, and don't talk to Alice about our past." His voice was cold and flat.
Lila's joy vanished. Her face stiffened, and she forced a smile. "I came to see you."
A red light ahead made David slow down and stop. "What for?"
Lila's voice cracked as she teared up, "Do you have to talk to me like this? I explained before; I went abroad because I had no choice. I was scared my illness would burden you. I did it for you. How can you treat me like this? How could you leave me? I thought about you on the operating table, thinking once I got better, I'd come back to you. But you ended up with someone else! I know I was wrong; I shouldn't have left. Come back, David, I love you."
David listened to Lila's sobs through the Bluetooth headset, his eyes downcast. The light turned green, and he pressed the gas, turning onto a road that didn't lead home. He parked in a temporary spot. "Lila, we ended three years ago. No matter why you left, we broke up. I can't wait forever for an uncertain answer."
He had made it clear when he got back to the apartment, but Lila was so stubborn she showed up at his door and told Alice about their past. If he were she, he wouldn't have had the patience to listen to Alice's ex talk about their past either.
He didn't blame Alice for being mad; instead, he blamed himself for not handling it better before.
On the other end, Lila cried bitterly, "What about her? What do you like about her? Is she better than me? She seems like a child who needs your care and attention! Can she understand you?"