Short Story Challenge

Short Story Challenge: Begin A short story with the sentence, "When the phone rang at midnight, I knew" and end the short story with the sentence, "I should have trusted my instincts." 

Well here goes nothing........

When the phone rang at midnight, I knew. 

I knew it was him calling me once again. Never failed, it was like he had an Ami happiness radar and when ever I was truly beginning to feel happiness due to some one elses love, he would be able to tell and jump right in and steal it away. No one else could have me. No one else could love me. And, I was hopelessly and stupidly hooked to his charm and wit. 

Fuck this heart of mine, it has to be retarded by now. Being broken so many times must have done some serious damage to it. Because once again, that phone rang, and it lept. 

"Ami?"

"Dereck?"
"Are you awake?"

"Well, now I am. What's up? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just thinking about you. It's been forever since we have talked."

"Yeah........I know."
"You're not still mad at me are you?"

(Long Pause) 

"Ami, come on don't you love me? You cant stay mad at me forever."

And, he was right no matter how many times he fucked up, how many times he broke my heart, or let me down. I for some reason could not stay mad at him. He was my Kriptonite. 

"Dereck, you really hurt me."
-Interupts-

"Ami, that is all in the past. I am going to be in town tomorrow. I'll pick you up at 8."

-Click-

"Dereck? Hello?"

Against my better judgement I got all dolled up and ready for him that next night. Feeling like an idiot the entire time. What was his plan? To pick me up and then take me out to dinner with his buddies again? Or, does he have something else planned, something more sinister than last time. Does he want to make me pay again for embarrassing him, for calling him out infront of his family and friends last spring about the girl whom he fucked behind my back.  

Just as I was checking my hair for the tenth time just to keep myself from pacing the apartment, the door bell rang. 

And there standing at my door was the man that I once loved with all my heart. There was the man that broke my heart on so many occasions, I couldn't possibly innumerate them. There standing like a king among men was the man that I couldn't say no to. 

There standing, was a dead man walking and he had no idea what was in store for him. 

Maybe I should have warned him, maybe he shouldn't have hung up on me, maybe I should have resolved my issues like a normal human being. But then again, maybe he shouldn't have rufied my drink the last time we saw each other. Maybe he should have stopped his friends from doing all of the things that they did to me, in that cold, dark, damp bar that he just left me in. 

Maybe, I should have just let the answering machine get that call last night but my shot gun told me to answer. 

So, there laying in the hall way, was the guy that I should have trusted my instincts on.