Chapter 144: Not Smooth Enough
Communication, proper communication, was really something that was very important. That was all that Derek could think about as he looked at Emily. He had once heard of this story. It was about two men trying to move a piece of furniture. Whether it was a cupboard or a couch, he was unsure.
Anyhow, those two men managed to lift the furniture, but when it came to leaving the door, that was when they got stuck. They started in the morning and by evening, they were still at the door. Exhausted beyond belief, they put the piece of furniture down and looked at one another.
"Why is it so hard to get this into the house?" One of them said. Then his friend looked at him. "What do you mean get it into the house? I was trying to get it out," Back then Derek had found it funny. One friend had been pushing, while the other had been pulling. The two of them stuck instead of moving forward.
Which they would have been able to do, had they just talked things out in the first place. But now that story was no longer so funny. He and Emily had apparently been pushing and pulling at one another, all this time, instead of sitting down and talking.
He had sleeping problems, and Emily had sleeping problems.
And the last time that either of them had gotten a good night’s rest. It had been when they were sharing a bed together. Had they just come out with it, and talked in the first place, the hell that was the last few weeks never would have happened. But Derek consoled himself with the fact that they were talking now, and it seemed as though they were both leaning towards the same solution.
"Before you left, you wanted to ask me to sleep with you?" He asked, bringing up something that she had mentioned earlier.
Across from him, Emily nodded, and Derek could not help the laugh that escaped him. "It is funny that you should say that. After exhausting all other options, and doing things that I never thought that I would do in my life, to try and sleep. Sharing a bed with you, was all that I could think about,"
"The words were at the tip of my mouth, for so long, but I could never bring myself to say them,"