“I’m sorry.”
“For what? The asshat breaking your heart? It’s not your fault.”
“Sure it is. I should have known better. I basically did exactly what my mother did, at least now I kind of understand why.”
“It’ll get better, you know. How many broken hearts have you gotten me over?”
“I don’t know. Too many.” I tried to smile but I don’t think I pulled it off considering how sore my cheeks were.
“You’ll get over him.”
I hoped she was right, but I’d never fallen for anyone before, not like this. Yeah it’s what everyone said but it really was different. He touched something inside that no one ever had before. Tears welled up in my eyes and I brushed them away before they slid down my cheeks. Damn, after all the crying yesterday, how could I have any tears left?
“Did you check Twitter last night?”
“Nope, I was on the phone with Eric then you came out. I forgot about it by the time we went to bed.”
“I’m not sure if I want to look or not.” I didn’t even remember the last time I’d seen my phone. Oh yeah, in the cab, I’d shut it off and shoved it in my purse. Finding it in the bedroom I dug it out of my purse and went back to the kitchen.
I turned it on and waited for it to run through the startup shit that seemed to takeforever, and poured us each another cup of coffee.
“Holy shit.”
“What?”
“Sixteen missed calls and voicemails.”
“One of those was from me. I bet I can guess who the rest are from.”
“Why would he call me so much? You said Eric told him I was here.”
“I don’t know. Maybe he realized what a huge dick he was and was trying to apologize.”
I laughed and laughed, until the tears started, then came the hiccups. Damn, I hated those things. Michelle got me a glass of water and finally they stopped.
“What was so funny?”
“It wasn’t really. I called him that one of the first times I argued with him and it just I don’t know…” I really didn’t want to go in to it all. The one night we’d had was wonderful, maybe one day I’d be able to think about it without crying, but it wouldn’t be for a long time.
She nodded and I was thankful she didn’t push me for answers. There were some things I wasn’t ready to talk to her about, and maybe I never would.
“I wonder when they’ll let me know about the job. I’d be happy if they did fire me, then I could try to forget about all of this.”
“What exactly did they say?”
“That they’d get back to me.”
“Typical.”
I nodded, it was a total clusterfuck. I scrolled through the missed calls. Michelle was right. They were all from Chaos except for two. One was from her and one from a number I didn’t recognize.
“Are you going to listen to the messages?”
“I don’t think so, at least not yet.”
“Okay. So what do you want to do today?”
“Don’t you have to go to work?”
