All Nate’s done is showed me what you said.
Rob
That was never meant for you to hear.
Maisie
So you truly felt that way about me at one point and you didn’t want me to know?
Rob
It doesn’t matter now.
Maisie
I think it does.
He calls.
Nate tries to stop me. “Maisie, don’t?—”
I answer it and go to my bedroom, slamming the door shut. “What, Rob? What could you possibly say to make this better?” I hiss out. Usually, I go into arguments wanting to fix things, to get things back to normal.
This time, I’m tempted to burn it all down.
“Maisie, don’t get all in your feelings about this. You’re logical. You know how guys talk.” He speaks loudly, and I know he’s still at the bar. He hasn’t even left to come and try to see me in person.
I don’t feel logical. “Oh yeah? You think it’s normal to let your friends call me a bitch behind my back?”
“That’s just how Scott talks. You mean to tell me you think Nate never calls you that behind your back?”
“No, I don’t. Actually, Iknowhe doesn’t.”
“Of fucking course you do.”
“Hey!” I hear Scott in the background. “Get off the phone with her! This is supposed to be a guy’s night!”
“Hang on! She’s talking about that fucking best friend again!” It’s muffled, but I hear Rob call it out.
“The one that you hate?”
“Yeah. He’s putting ideas in her head again.”
“Tell her it’s you or him!”
My blood runs cold as I hear it. Rob sighs and comes back to the phone.
“Come over. Get away from Nate. I’ll explain it all.”
“I’m not leaving Nate.” I say it immediately. “You know I won’t.”
I don’t know if I’m talking about tonight or in general.
Both are true.
There are many things I’ll let go. There are many things I won’t fight about.
Nate is neither of those things.
