Little Talks

Sarah has started school so she’s not living with Mike anymore, at least not until May (she’ll be graduating in five years instead of four due to her double major so she’ll be graduating in two years rather than this spring). As a result, Mike and I have been spending a lot of time at his place. Partly or privacy and partly because my relationship with Mike is a point of tension between Molly and I and it’s just better I think for our friendship if she’s not around when he is. We were sitting on his couch snuggling (and making out) when Mike stopped.

“I need to talk to you about something.” He was blushing slightly and I immediately felt nervous.

Start of the Fire

In hindsight, my phone call to Adam was probably one of the more stupid things I’ve ever done and I definitely wasn’t thinking clearly when I did it. I was upset and in shock.

Burned Bridges

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked up to find Serena sitting on the edge of my bed, stretching. She was topless and I admired her bare back before propping myself up.

“Good morning.” I smiled.

“Good morning to you.” She smiled wide and leaned forward to kiss me, “I’m going to make us some coffee, why don’t you go take a shower and I’ll join you in a few minutes.”

She winked at me and I nodded before heading into the bathroom.

Lady in Red

“Day’s end can’t come close enough, right?” Aaron popped his head above his cubicle.

I was working on a deadline and had just sent my final piece into my editor. This particular piece was about the police brutality in Ferguson, Missouri over the weekend and was pretty challenging but I was satisfied with what I’d managed to produce. I knew where Aaron was going with this line of conversation, though.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to join a few of us for happy hour after work?” He asked.

Usually, I turn Aaron down for happy hour but Dan’s words rang in my ear about how the invitations will eventually stop. I was in the mood to celebrate my article being done anyway so I agreed to go. We had a few more hours left of the work day so I started up on my next project: A District Attorney’s son who wrapped his car around a tree while driving drunk and had somehow managed to avoid any charges.

Flipped Tables

Admittedly, what I did was kind of stupid in how risky it was. I thought the end would justify the means, I guess, but saying it backfired is an understatement. At the very least, I thought it would make Faith realize what she’s doing. The best case scenario was, obviously, to get her and Adam back together. I really did think that if she just saw him and talked to him for a bit she’d get it together and realize how stupid it is for her to get back together with Mike, at least not right now.

My plan failed. Hard.

Dished

“So, Faith, how was your date with Mike?” Zoey asked me.

We were having our weekly brunch meet-up and I’d only just had my breakfast pancake platter put down in front of me before Zoey completely caught me off guard. I’d invited Penny (with Zoey’s blessing) to join us and there were several reasons why Zoey’s topic of choice was an issue: I hadn’t told anyone but Molly that Mike and I had reconnected, considering what happened with Adam, I didn’t want Penny to hear about this…assuming she already didn’t know. I also wasn’t sure I wanted to gush about Mike to my friends and have Penny tell Adam about it. Rubbing all of this in his face would just be too cruel. And finally, I hadn’t told any of them about Adam’s surprise visit and didn’t plan on telling them about it.

Losing Faith

“Dude you need to stop listening to that shitty Passenger song and actually ‘Let Her Go’.”

“What? Dan, that’s not even what the song is about.”

“Yeah it is.”

“No, it’s not, it’s about only realizing you’re in love with someone until you’re not with them anymore.”

“Oh…well. Whatever, man! Then make like Frozen and ‘Let it Go’!”

Cut!

Adam’s kisses sent a spark through me and made me see fireworks. I realized just how much I missed him and it was painful. But not as painful as what happened next.

Melee

It was date night and I had invited Mike over to my apartment for dinner. Molly was at Calvin’s for the evening which I was relieved for because it meant I wasn’t going to have to worry about being judged for hanging out with Mike. He was standing in my kitchen with a light blue long-sleeved shirt on but had the sleeves pushed up as he worked with a skillet. I took it in and smiled internally.

“You know, I think Sasha and Dolly would get along really well. We should take them to the dog park sometime.” He said.

I agreed and we were trying to decide on a good day to take them out when there was a knock on my door.

“What are you doing here?” I was shocked and looked back at Mike who was focused on the stove in front of him. I gently closed the door and stepped into the hallway.