Teaching A Thing Or Two

Chapter 2 Discovery

Finley's POV

I watch the door shut behind my man, making me feel sad, but we both have jobs to do, so what could I say. I just let out a deep sigh to myself as I turn around, smelling the roses still in my hands. I trail through the kitchen, grabbing a vase to put them into with water. Once I do that, I take a picture of them to show off later because I'm feeling so loved at this point.

I set the coffee and bagel down on my counter so I can get my jacket on since I'm just about ready to go anyway. I reach over, grabbing my keys as I step on something on my hardwood floor. I look down instantly, seeing a wallet that's obviously not mine. I pick it up and look inside to see who the owner is, and of course, it's Maverick's wallet.. I don't know who else's it would be anyway.

But he is going to need this, so I bolt out my front door, trying to see if I can grab his attention, but of course, it doesn't work. He is out of my driveway and driving away. I pick up my phone, trying to call him, but he doesn't pick up. I groan, running into my house and quickly grabbing my things, as I make my way out the door to hopefully catch up to him since I'm on my way to work anyway. It's even early for me, so there's no reason to rush, at least for getting to my work.. I turn on my engine, starting to back up as a construction man from next door, pops out of nowhere, so I have to slam on my breaks. I roll down my window, yelling out at him. "I'm so sorry, sir. I was just in a rush."

"It's ok, I'm out of the way. Have a good day, Miss." He says sweetly as I keep reversing past him, waving until I get to the street where I have to now step on the gas to catch up to Maverick.

I follow in the same direction he left in, pushing down on the accelerator as I finally see his car ahead, making me feel better even if he is about 4 or 5 cars ahead. I'm able to weave in and out of the traffic slowly catching up to him until I see his blinker turn on. He slowly turns off the busy street going the wrong way. I bet he realized he doesn't have his wallet and is going to turn around.

I follow his car, hoping I can get his attention before he fully turns around to head back to my place. He pulls down this neighborhood until he completely pulls over. I watch the lights change on his car as he puts it into park, then shuts the car off.. What is he doing?

I observe him getting out of the car but with another bouquet of flowers in his hand. I pull over farther down the street before he sees me because I want to see where this situation is going, wondering what he plans to do next. But of course, I'm not stupid, so I have an idea. I just hope I'm wrong.

I watch him knock on the front door as a way skinnier, taller and more beautiful than me in every way. A woman answers the door. Her smile is just stunning as she takes the flowers from him, then grabs his shirt and pulls him into her. They attack each others bodies like I have never seen or felt before.. It looks as if they haven't seen each other in so long with a hunger built up in their pawing at each other's bodies. I can't help but feel a heat building inside of me at how enticing this scene looks until it really clicks in my head, realizing what I'm staring at.

I feel my heart sinking into my chest, feeling heavier than I have ever felt in my entire life. The overwhelming feelings of the heart breaking in my chest hit me like a brick wall. They break the kiss only for a moment, and I can't help the jealousy that hits me when I see his eyes light up just staring at her.. I don't know if he has ever looked at me like that.. but why would he.. I'm nothing compared to her. She really is a sight for sore eyes, looking like such a mesmerizing angel while I just die inside at that thought alone.

Why would he ever want me? I'm not even half as pretty.. what was the point of this last year with me? Was it just a game that I never knew I was playing but wished he would have just told me about. I might have played along for the fun just for a little bit. But I wish he would have told me that this is why he never wanted to take the next step with me in this relationship.

I suck in a sharp breath, trying to give me the motivation for my next move. I open my door, grab his wallet, and then get out. My feet somehow feel heavy as I walk towards them down the sidewalk. They are both so enthralled with each other that they don't even notice my presence. I get as close as I possibly can without breaking down into tears. I take his wallet, gripping it tight as if it's the softballs I used to pitch when I was on the team. I swing my arm into a windmill under pitch, sending the wallet straight into the back of his head, hitting him square on.. just like I planned.

"What the f*#k!" He yells as he quickly turns around to see who would do such a thing. I watch his face turn from a livid looking one to a shocked and guilty one. He stares across the lawn at me as his eyes actually look sad for me with his mouth completely ajar. Which shows he cared at some point.. but that doesn't matter now and never mattered enough for him.

"Next time, don't drop your wallet at my place, and you might have gotten away with it.. But luckily for the both of you, you now have your night and every day from now on open for her." I spat at him from still across the way as I turn on my heels. Walking away from this heartbreaking scene.

"Finn! Finn! Finley, listen to me, let me explain!" He yells at me from behind as I flip him off, yelling back to him over my shoulder. "I would rather not listen." I can hear his pace quicken as I do the same with my pace.

I get to my car as I feel him take my arm into his grasp before spinning me around to face him as he grips me around my waist, saying in his sweetest tone, "Finn baby." I use the little bit of momentum. I have to slap him across his beautiful face, just hoping it leaves a mark. He looks caught off guard, and I hope he really was. He deserves this treatment. I don't even feel remotely bad.

"I honestly hope you're happy.. I just wished you would have told me before why you didn't want more than our SIMPLE relationship with no commitment whatsoever.. It looks like you're doing just fine without me anyways so I don't know why you care. It's like I don't even exist in your life, but lucky for you, I won't be your burden any longer. So please just leave me alone." I say, pushing him away by his chest as I feel the tears building up in my eyes about ready to drop. I get into my car, almost running him over as I just leave him in my dust along with the coffee and bagel he got me being thrown out the window because I don't have an appetite anymore.

So I guess this year isn't any different. I'm spending another Valentine's Day alone and crying.. as is tradition at this point.

The tears have at some point started streaming down my cheeks, and there is no way I'm getting them to stop. My mind is running at a million miles a minute.. I reminisce of the times he would tell me sweet nothings about how much I meant to him and how I was the only one he wanted.. who knew it was meant as I was the one and only for that moment until he left my place and on to the next woman. How could I ever think he meant it and would actually want me and just me.

I pull into my driveway, slamming the car into park, before screaming at the top of my lungs as I bang the steering wheel over and over again, just livid beyond belief now. I swing my door open, hitting someone knocking them to the ground.. Man, I hope it's Maverick.

I get out of my car quickly and see it's the construction worker from this morning. "Oh, I'm so sorry I wasn't looking.. or thinking.. I'm so sorry I'm having a sh*tty ass morning.. but that's no excuse.. I'm so sorry.. are you ok?" I ask him, taking his big arm into my hands and pulling him to his feet gently, just trying to help.

"It's ok, sweetheart, I swear I'm fine.. Don't worry about me.. I was more worried about you because I heard you screaming." He says, wiping the dirt off of his pants.

I clear my throat, not knowing what to say about my public breakdown. I hate being seen like this as I just sniffle at the thoughts of why I'm breaking down.. It all hits me like a brick wall again, I just shake my head, not wanting to answer now. "I'm so sorry.." I quickly say to him again, passing by him headed across my lawn, not wanting to be seen like this any longer. I have made a fool of myself enough for today. But of course, before I can even make it to my front door, I hear the voice I was hoping to avoid.

"Finn?!" I whip around in complete rage now that the pain has really hit my heart with a firey anger that's consuming my soul with my heart being split into two. "No, Maverick, I'm done with you.. forever. I told you to stay away from me. Go back to the women you declared better than me the moment you kissed her.. I don't even want to know how long this has been going on, and believe me, there is nothing you could say to make me feel better, so I might as well not waste your time." I flip him off, turning back around on my toes and getting to my front door.

"Finn, you don't understand!" He exclaims to me, and that just pisses me off that he would try to make something up because there is nothing he could possibly say that could make that situation ok. I flip around with my pointer finger out, pushing it into his chest.

"Don't understand what? How you are openly cheating on me? Oh, I understand what's happening just fine on my own. I don't need to hear anything from you because I saw all that I needed to see." I spat at him as he takes hold of my biceps, pulling me into him as he crashes his lips to mine.. but he obviously doesn't know this is the last time, at least for me. I push on his chest, shoving him away from me as I quickly slap across his cheek once more. He groans and holds his face in his hand.

I storm into my place, grabbing the vase filled with water and roses as I chuck the whole thing at him, but dammit, he barely dodges it. "What p*sses me off more than anything, Maverick, is knowing you will never feel as bad as I do right now because you're just getting everything you want. So go, get out of here, get your new lady.. moving on so easily, or that is how it looked from my angle.. My gosh.. did you even think of me at all during this? Did you ever actually care about me this whole year?" I ask as I gasp for air, shaking my head, not even wanting to know the answers to those questions.

"Finn...." is all he says with the guiltiest look on his face. He gets quiet, and his silence answers my questions more than I ever thought they would. At least he is not trying to lie to me again. "Get off my property, Maverick." I demand from him as I wipe my eyes. I watch him reach for me, but I quickly slap away his hand, not even giving him the chance to sweet talk me. "Leave Now!" I command from him, but he doesn't fight it. He just reluctantly nods, then turns to leave. Right as he is out of sight, I break down crying on my porch, feeling more alone than I ever have.