by Mistake: (Poison & Wine, book 1) by Sigal Ehrlich

Author:Sigal Ehrlich [Ehrlich, Sigal & Ehrlich, Sigal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-18T18:30:00+00:00

What’s the Logic in Reason?

“Oh honey, it’s that time of the month again?” Freddie taunts, given everything he asked so far was answered with an assortment of grunts.

“Not now, man,” I say curtly. “I swear, I’m this close to punching something, better get out of the way.”

Freddie backs down, his hand up in surrender. “I’m heading to Poison and Wine wanna join?”

I inhale sharply. “I’m really fucking it up . . . with Anna. Royally.”

“Told you, either stop being so anal with your life-long-everything-needs-to-fall-into-place plan, or cut her off, cold turkey. Make a decision, though.”

My jaw clenches as I consider his words.

“It’s your funeral,” he says and slaps me on the back in solidarity before heading to the door.

I nod to myself, pensive, then drop to my haunches, quickly tying my running shoes. I plunge the AirPods in and I’m out the door. I don’t even warm up. I just go for it. I don’t stop and keep pushing myself faster and faster. Faster till my thoughts evaporate and I’m operating purely on running high. I’m mentally and physically exhausted six miles later when I make it back home. I hit the shower, opting to be asleep as soon as possible.

Out of the shower, I brace myself, holding the sink, still exasperated. Staring at my reflection I have to admit I’m angry mainly with myself. I’m not one to cause scenes or storm out. I pride myself on being a collected, well-mannered human. How I handled things earlier – I shake my head at myself in the mirror.

Anna is doing my head in. It’s like she came along and shuffled all the cards and handed me a completely different new deck. Anna doesn’t need this; my triggers are my obligation. She shouldn’t have to tiptoe around them or try to handle them. She deserves someone who will know how to talk to her when he’s pissed. She deserves someone to respect her no matter the state of mind they’re in. The joke is, I’ve been this person all of my life. It’s absurd. Normal levels of idiocy look reasonably decent compared to my behavior with Anna.

Walking to my room, I drop the towel from around my hips to the floor and don’t even bother with shorts. I’m exhausted. Physically and emotionally. I sag onto the bed and gaze out of the window for I don’t know how long. Coming up with a plan to somehow rectify things, I grab my phone and set the alarm to an hour before I usually get up. I toss the phone to the night table and not a minute later I’m out.

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