I got a call from McScotty yesterday. I wasn't the best call, but I was happy to hear from him and happy to know what was going on with us. Amidst the crying he said, "sweetheart, I love you so much but I just don't think I can do this right now. My life is such a disaster...". I was speechless but told him that I do love him, a lot, and I am willing to patient if that he wants from me. We talked a little more...he told me over and over how much he loved me. We finally decided to get together this (Friday) afternoon. This was at 4pm. About an hour later (via text) we talked about him coming over last (Thurs) night. He told he was going to get cleaned up and he'd call me in a bit. By 9pm I hadn't heard from him so I sent him a text to see if he was still coming. His response was, " I called a few hours ago. My head is throbbing now and I just need to lay down. Tomorrow will be better". I looked at my call log and sure enough, he had called at 7pm. I don't know how I missed that call or how my phone didn't start blinking that I had missed one, but it happened. I could have died. I wanted to see him so bad but kept reminding myself it all happens for a reason.
So this afternoon we are suppose to get together. I have no idea what to expect or what the outcome will be. I guess time will only tell. The thing that makes me more angry/hurt is that our relationship could end because of the actions of another person, his ex. She is trying to make his life miserable and so far, she's succeeding. And that sucks.
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