“Well, we didn’t expect for you to live with us forever.”
“It’s just been so nice having you around. Not just for Jay, but for me too. I don’t think we’ve been this close since we were kids.”
“I just think it’s time.” I smile gently before taking a sip of water to swallow down the lump in my throat.
“I’ll call Mom, she’ll almost be ready to throw you a going away party.” Emma runs off for her mobile while I sit feeling a little lost. I breathe deeply as the weight lifts off my chest.
“We’re sure going to miss you around here.” I barely hear Adam say as my sister squeals down the phone to my mother. I doubt they’re still on the subject of me, they’ve probably shifted to the dress fitting for my cousin’s wedding. Or something equally important.
3
Bree
“What’s up?” I answer Gabby’s call.
“I may have a solution for you!” She practically screams in my ear.
“Okay…” Immediately, my interest is piqued. “A solution for which of my problems?”
I have so many. Unfortunately. But I think because I’m aware of my own chaos, it’s all going to be okay.
Gabby laughs on the other end of the call. “For the problem I seem to have created by moving out.”
Oh, that one. Yeah, that was a big one right now. I’m rational enough to know that I’ll get used to not having my best friend right next door. I’ve lived alone before, I’ve had other roommates. Just, it’s unlikely that anyone will ever top Gabby. She was the best.
“Ah, yes. Well, since you did create the problem you should definitely be the one to fix it.”
“What if I told you that I have a friend looking for a place?”
Hmm. “Depends. Which friend is it?”
I know all of Gabby’s close friends, the circle she ran with in college. I’ve hung out with them a lot since meeting Gabby. Everyone has seemed nice enough. But, I hadn’t realized anyone was looking for a room to rent.
I hear a change in Gabby’s breathing. Either Sam has his hands on her or she’s about to annoy me.
“Well, you’ve met him…”
“Whoa, whoa. Hold your horses there, buddy.” I inhale deeply and exhale calmly. “Him?”
“Yeah, that’s kind of the only thin-”
“Gabbbbbbby,” I whine exaggeratedly. “You know what happened with my last male roommate! I’m sorry but I really don’t want a repeat of that experience. Or the male-mate before that, or even the one before that.”
“What happened with that last one you mentioned?”
“Which one? One, two or three?”
“The very first one. I don’t know if I remember this story.”
“He was the one from the cult? He tried to cut my hair in the middle of the night? I still swear he was going to use it for a love spell.”
“What a freak!”
“I really don’t know if I could handle another male-mate, Gabby.” I sigh restlessly. I’ve had my own place since I was nineteen, nine years ago. Throughout that whole time, I’ve never been on my own for long. I liked the company, even if it was just someone to say hello to in the mornings. But, I’ve had some real nutcases, which is why I hate the thought of another male roommate.
In total, I’ve had eleven roommates, plus Gabby equals twelve. Out of all those people, I probably only really liked three of them. I tolerated three of them and I hated the other six.
I had to move after my first male-mate. There was no way in hell I wanted that crazy knowing where I lived. I’ve also had a crazy-jealous girlfriend that thought I was trying to steal her boyfriend, a guy that walked around completely naked, and a chick that used my closet and vanity as her personal department store. The last guy I had living with me was the second to last roommate before Gabby.
