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“And then she said ‘Get the fuck outta my eye’” Gasped Bob as he recounted one of the incidences from high school with Sarah. I could see the funny side now so I laughed along with Gerard as we stepped into the hall way.
Mikey skidded out of the living room and collided with Gerard pinning him to the wall.
“Why did you bring her” he hissed glaring at me.
“Jesus Mikey, she’s a friend of ours, why the hell can’t she come over?!”
“Franks here. He told me about last night. Emily just arrived.” His glare was burning a hole in me and I shifted towards the door. Bob grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the kitchen and shut the door as the brothers stamped upstairs.
“OH SHITohshitohshit” I muttered pacing the kitchen before Bob grabbed me by the waist and shoved me into a chair. I huffed and crossed my arms tightly. I really wished people would stop throwing me about today.
“Calm down” he breathed as he sat next to me and pulled me against his chest. “You’ve got nothing to worry about!”
“I know but I just don’t wanna be in the same house as the two of them ya know” I sighed wrapping my arms around Bobs waist just as the kitchen door slammed open.
“Well well, you do move fast Sar. Tryin to collect the whole set?!” Frankie sneered from the doorway with his disgusting wenchbag of a girlfriend draped around his neck.
“Hey Saaarah” she sang, playing with Franks hair. “You look… a lot skinnier than when I saw you last. You look kinda ill to be honest.”
“Heeeey Emmy” I mimicked her. “Hows business these days?! You still giving it away for free or are you charging for your services now?” I grinned.
She hissed and jerked towards me. Frank stuck out his hand and pushed her back out the door.
“That was harsh Sar” He muttered turning to leave himself.
“Not as harsh as I can be Frank. And by the way, only friends can call me Sar.” Pain flashed across his face for a second. I’d never had seen it if I didn’t know Frank so well.
“I thought we were friends Sarah”
“We were Frank. And we can be again when shes not around anymore. But as long as your still with her, I can’t possibly be your friend.”
“But why Sar…ah…? We were such good friends. What happened to us?” he practically whined. “You were my best friend and then one day you were gone. What happened Sar?”
“I’m not doing this now Frank.” I cried shoving back from the table and moving towards him. “We’ll talk about this at some point but this is not the time or place. When shes gone I’ll talk. Shes the reason we’re not friends any more and you know that yourself. Just do what you have to do if you ever want us to be okay again.” I placed a hand on his chest and pushed him backwards. “Now, your girlfriend is waiting on you. Time to go.” I pushed him out the door and closed it in his face. I rested my forehead against the door and squeezed my eyes shut. Bob moved behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist and sat me back at the table.
“You wanna talk about it?” He muttered after five minutes of silence.
“Of course I’m skinnier than when she last saw me… I was nearly five months pregnant the last time she saw me… DUH” I said stupidly, of course I’d only focus on that. I was doing my best to ignore the bigger picture… Frank missed me and I missed him. I always had missed him being a part of my life. I hated myself for depriving him of being part of his daughter’s life. But I wasn’t going to tell anyone that.
“I know you miss him.” Bob placed his hand on mine. I blinked stupidly at him. What the heck?! Could he read my mind?! I cocked my head to the side and didn’t say anything. “You feel bad for not telling him about Lizzy… That’s why your willing to give him yet another chance.”
“Jesus Christ Bob, how do you get me so frickin well?!” Bob shrugged.
“I have my own stories to tell too Sarah…” he whispered. “We’re not that different. We have different tales to tell but they’re essentially the same. Theres more to tell about why I didn’t like you when I first met you. I’ll tell you abo-” the door slammed open and Gerard stomped in. Bob slumped back in his chair.
“Fucking Mikey, stupid idiot. Apparently as long as Frank is in the house you can’t be here, I told him suck my ball sack it’s my house too and I can bring anyone here that I want.” He banged around the kitchen grabbing food and shoving it in his mouth. “You waaan coffee o summa?” he turned to us spraying crumbs from his mouth.
“Nah love, I’m good!! I’m gonna head home if that’s okay, I gotta few things to sort out.” I smiled standing up and stretching. I moved towards Gerard and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him tightly before stretching up on my toes and kissing him.
“Its cool, we got some stuff to do here anyway.” He walked me to the door and kissed me again. I smiled at him again before taking off across the street to my own house. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and read the text message.
‘I’ll be over in ten. I’ll tell you my story. Bob x’
I dropped my phone back in my handbag and slipped in my front door. I threw my bag on the couch just as my phone buzzed again. I grabbed my bag and emptied it out. I snatched up my phone and read the new message.
‘I did it… I broke up with her for good. Can we talk now? Frank’ I dropped onto the couch with a sigh.
‘Not now, later okay? Come over to mine at like 9 ok?’ I sent back.
‘See you then… Sar’ I slapped my phone down on the couch next to me and dropped my head back and closed my eyes. Today was some bloody day. My head felt like it was going to explode, so much had happened today. People that I’ve only known a few hours know me better in those few short hours than someone I’ve known all my life. And all because of a photo. One photo exposed me. Exposed every secret I had ever kept. Secrets, that once they were finally exposed by that picture finally made me ready to be a mother to my child. A child that I’ve only seen a handful of times in the last three years.
I was scared of her. But not anymore. I was ready to take responsibility for her. All thanks to Gerard being a nosey asshole. I smiled to myself as the doorbell rang.
“Hey there” Bob smiled as I opened the door. I stood aside as he moved through the door and into the kitchen.
“So whats your story then?” I smiled as I sidled into the kitchen and sat down.
“I had a daughter.” His voice was low; his eyes were far away as he saw something other than my kitchen. “I only knew her for a few days. That’s why I moved here to Jersey.”
Mikey skidded out of the living room and collided with Gerard pinning him to the wall.
“Why did you bring her” he hissed glaring at me.
“Jesus Mikey, she’s a friend of ours, why the hell can’t she come over?!”
“Franks here. He told me about last night. Emily just arrived.” His glare was burning a hole in me and I shifted towards the door. Bob grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the kitchen and shut the door as the brothers stamped upstairs.
“OH SHITohshitohshit” I muttered pacing the kitchen before Bob grabbed me by the waist and shoved me into a chair. I huffed and crossed my arms tightly. I really wished people would stop throwing me about today.
“Calm down” he breathed as he sat next to me and pulled me against his chest. “You’ve got nothing to worry about!”
“I know but I just don’t wanna be in the same house as the two of them ya know” I sighed wrapping my arms around Bobs waist just as the kitchen door slammed open.
“Well well, you do move fast Sar. Tryin to collect the whole set?!” Frankie sneered from the doorway with his disgusting wenchbag of a girlfriend draped around his neck.
“Hey Saaarah” she sang, playing with Franks hair. “You look… a lot skinnier than when I saw you last. You look kinda ill to be honest.”
“Heeeey Emmy” I mimicked her. “Hows business these days?! You still giving it away for free or are you charging for your services now?” I grinned.
She hissed and jerked towards me. Frank stuck out his hand and pushed her back out the door.
“That was harsh Sar” He muttered turning to leave himself.
“Not as harsh as I can be Frank. And by the way, only friends can call me Sar.” Pain flashed across his face for a second. I’d never had seen it if I didn’t know Frank so well.
“I thought we were friends Sarah”
“We were Frank. And we can be again when shes not around anymore. But as long as your still with her, I can’t possibly be your friend.”
“But why Sar…ah…? We were such good friends. What happened to us?” he practically whined. “You were my best friend and then one day you were gone. What happened Sar?”
“I’m not doing this now Frank.” I cried shoving back from the table and moving towards him. “We’ll talk about this at some point but this is not the time or place. When shes gone I’ll talk. Shes the reason we’re not friends any more and you know that yourself. Just do what you have to do if you ever want us to be okay again.” I placed a hand on his chest and pushed him backwards. “Now, your girlfriend is waiting on you. Time to go.” I pushed him out the door and closed it in his face. I rested my forehead against the door and squeezed my eyes shut. Bob moved behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist and sat me back at the table.
“You wanna talk about it?” He muttered after five minutes of silence.
“Of course I’m skinnier than when she last saw me… I was nearly five months pregnant the last time she saw me… DUH” I said stupidly, of course I’d only focus on that. I was doing my best to ignore the bigger picture… Frank missed me and I missed him. I always had missed him being a part of my life. I hated myself for depriving him of being part of his daughter’s life. But I wasn’t going to tell anyone that.
“I know you miss him.” Bob placed his hand on mine. I blinked stupidly at him. What the heck?! Could he read my mind?! I cocked my head to the side and didn’t say anything. “You feel bad for not telling him about Lizzy… That’s why your willing to give him yet another chance.”
“Jesus Christ Bob, how do you get me so frickin well?!” Bob shrugged.
“I have my own stories to tell too Sarah…” he whispered. “We’re not that different. We have different tales to tell but they’re essentially the same. Theres more to tell about why I didn’t like you when I first met you. I’ll tell you abo-” the door slammed open and Gerard stomped in. Bob slumped back in his chair.
“Fucking Mikey, stupid idiot. Apparently as long as Frank is in the house you can’t be here, I told him suck my ball sack it’s my house too and I can bring anyone here that I want.” He banged around the kitchen grabbing food and shoving it in his mouth. “You waaan coffee o summa?” he turned to us spraying crumbs from his mouth.
“Nah love, I’m good!! I’m gonna head home if that’s okay, I gotta few things to sort out.” I smiled standing up and stretching. I moved towards Gerard and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him tightly before stretching up on my toes and kissing him.
“Its cool, we got some stuff to do here anyway.” He walked me to the door and kissed me again. I smiled at him again before taking off across the street to my own house. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and read the text message.
‘I’ll be over in ten. I’ll tell you my story. Bob x’
I dropped my phone back in my handbag and slipped in my front door. I threw my bag on the couch just as my phone buzzed again. I grabbed my bag and emptied it out. I snatched up my phone and read the new message.
‘I did it… I broke up with her for good. Can we talk now? Frank’ I dropped onto the couch with a sigh.
‘Not now, later okay? Come over to mine at like 9 ok?’ I sent back.
‘See you then… Sar’ I slapped my phone down on the couch next to me and dropped my head back and closed my eyes. Today was some bloody day. My head felt like it was going to explode, so much had happened today. People that I’ve only known a few hours know me better in those few short hours than someone I’ve known all my life. And all because of a photo. One photo exposed me. Exposed every secret I had ever kept. Secrets, that once they were finally exposed by that picture finally made me ready to be a mother to my child. A child that I’ve only seen a handful of times in the last three years.
I was scared of her. But not anymore. I was ready to take responsibility for her. All thanks to Gerard being a nosey asshole. I smiled to myself as the doorbell rang.
“Hey there” Bob smiled as I opened the door. I stood aside as he moved through the door and into the kitchen.
“So whats your story then?” I smiled as I sidled into the kitchen and sat down.
“I had a daughter.” His voice was low; his eyes were far away as he saw something other than my kitchen. “I only knew her for a few days. That’s why I moved here to Jersey.”
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