Not just me & you anymore (G!P)

C. 12 - Maya

Hi everyone!We pick up exactly where we left off. It's Maya's POV: we have conversation, not a conversation ;-) , some past and some present. I hope you enjoy it. Enjoy your reading and thank you, as always, to everyone who keeps reading.

I absolutely do not want to avoid confrontation with Carina, whatever the topic and especially if it brings with it negative emotions. I was so bothered, however, by her revelations last night that I needed time to process my negative emotions for myself. My processing time, however, collided with reality, with our rushing, like every morning, to be able to wake Viviana up, make her breakfast, drive her to daycare, and rush to work.

So I find myself locked in my office, with a project in my hands that I have to work on, but with my head completely elsewhere: I don't want Carina to think I'm mad at her, but at the same time I wish I could yell to vent, without running the risk of saying things I would regret.

A < is it that bad? > asks Andrea suddenly bursting through the doorway.

M < you scared the shit out of me, bitch..> Andy laughs and, closing the door behind her, sits down at my desk.

A < talk to me..> and hers is almost an intimation.

M < what do you want me to say? I don't know what to say..> I close my eyes, throwing myself back in the chair.

A < did you fight?> I shake my head, still with my eyes closed.

M < no. We haven't even talked about it..>

A < okay?> she is hesitant. < does that piss you off?>

M < no. I was the one who didn't want to talk about it..> I hear her sigh.

A < okay, then I need you to help me Maya. What's up? How can I help you?> I sigh.

M < do you think I'm overreacting to it?> and I open my eyes to study her reaction better, finding her wry little smile in front of me.

A < you're wrong because you didn't give her the right to speak... Carina was there, ready to tell you everything and you didn't want to hear... >

M < should I be happy that the woman of my life is telling me that she is happy that another one hit on her? > I ask huffing.

A < you should be happy that she talks to you about it, yes. Being flattered because someone hits on you is not an indication of imminent betrayal...>

M < however, it bothers me!>

A < and that's very right...you're not overdoing that, you're overdoing shutting yourself in..>

M < we're finally in a good period, I don't feel like fighting..> Andy shrugs her shoulders with a sign of condescension.

A < you're able to talk to each other and exchange ideas without necessarily tearing each other apart..> I'm about to respond instinctively, but I bite my tongue: Andrea knows very well about our furious quarrels, but she has no idea, like no one else on the other hand, about the hormones traveling crazy in Carina's body due to pregnancy.

M < it's difficult..> I just say and when I am about to elaborate, my cell phone rings. Andrea urges me to answer it, since it's Carina, and when I don't, she answers for me, putting it on speakerphone, but staying silent. I roll my eyes.

M < hi..> I begin uncertainly.

C < hello..> and she is silent.

M < did something happen?> I ask and when she starts to tell me that everything is fine, I interrupt her, for fear she will say something too much. < you're on speakerphone Car and we're in a meeting..> Carina stops right away.