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Ok, so here's part 2. And from one 'Suits' fan to another, I'm literally dying from the hiatus! Akk! .
Mike didn't want to spend the entire time standing in the middle of Rachel's living room discussing the one topic he wanted to avoid altogether. He needed to ease her into the topic slowly so that he would have time to cautiously say the right things.
"How about we settle that over dinner? Have something to eat while we, uh, talk. You know, we could order in or something." Mike asked, giving her one of his famous smiles.
"I kind of ordered Thai food, a minute before you showed up so," Rachel shrugged, leaving the sentence hanging midway.
"Oh, ok. Well, that's fine. I'll just skip dinner for tonight then." Mike was a little disappointed that he was going to miss dinner the second time that week but he could not complain since he was the one that showed up on her doorstep uninvited.
"Oh, no. It's-it's fine. You can pick off some of mine. You know…just whatever." Rachel was not sure how to end that sentence. Yes she still holds resentment towards him for what he has done to her, but at the same time, she wanted to be considerate enough by offering him some of her portion of last thing she wanted was for Mike to stare at her while she was eating her Thai food.
After a 10 minutes wait in awkward silence, the food finally came with the fresh aroma of noodles and chicken filling up the room. They sat down on the couch with their portion of food in their hands, unsure of how to behave in front of one another.
"So, spill it Mike." Rachel blurted out all of a sudden, playing with the noodles with her chopsticks, trying to avoid eye contact.
He froze. This was not the way he had planned to tell her. Mike was suppose to initiate the topic first so that he could get the upper hand. He wanted to bring up the subject subtly and obviously avoid Rachel interrogating him as if he was a criminal. Mike put down his plate of food, turning his entire body towards her. He rubbed his hands together and let out a heavy sigh. How was he going to tell her?
"Look, you were right."
Rachel stayed still, wondering if those were his actual words to her. She placed her plate of food down on the table. "I'm sorry?" She finally looked up at him, confusion written all over her face.
"You were right when you said people don't make smart choices during.." Mike swallowed, carefully choosing his words. "during times like these, times where people, in this case myself, would make rash decisions about things. An-And I've made a bad choice with Tess. I'm really sorry Rachel."
Rachel wanted to scream in his face that she was right all along, although that would not be appropriate at this point of time. Rachel finally understood why he did what he did, but that does not mean it hurt any less.
She decided to get up from the couch to go to the kitchen but she was immediately stopped by Mike.
"Please Rachel. You-you have to understand. I wanted you. I wanted you but you pushed me away and i was just so upset with everything and-" Rachel paused and looked at Mike. He could see the emotional turmoil swirling in his eyes. She sat back down and gripped on his hands, giving him the emotional support for him to continue.
"Tess was just there, you know, when I needed someone. She is one of my oldest friend and she was just there. One thing led to another and then…. My judgment was clouded and I have no one else to blame but myself." Mike looked down at Rachel's hands covering his. He caressed her hands gently, smiling weakly before he continued.
"Al-all I want Rachel, is a second chance at 'us' again. Let us start over. You know everything about me and I have nothing to hide. Please Rachel." Mike sounded desperate at most, but he was not going to let this opportunity slip away. He needed Rachel. She was the best thing he had after everything he gone through in his personal and work life. Everything after Jenny, Tess and everything after his grandmother past away. He could not let her go.
Rachel was reluctant. She liked Mike, more than she like to admit, but he lied to her. Rachel looked into his eyes, searching for a reason to say no. She chuckled and shook her head.
"Wha-what's so funny?" Mike stiffly smiled, gripping Rachel's hand tighter in his, almost terrified of her answer.
"I'm trying to find a reason to say no, but as you can see I have no luck in that." Rachel leaned in and placed a her lips upon his, trying to capture the feeling of his warm lips on hers for as long as she can.
So, how about it?
And as always, R&R :)