Sitting in a Tree... Kavi One-Shots (PTX)

Can you come over?

Kirstie's POV

"Okay!!" I exhale as I push the vacuum cleaner back into the closet. I schlep over to the couch and plop myself down. No sooner than my butt hits the cushions do I hear a "Ding!" from the kitchen.

"Ooh cake's done!" I say to myself. On days like today I do a lot of talking to myself. If not myself than my dog/best friend Olaf, who honestly has had enough of my talking for one day. I carefully pull a chocolate cake out of the oven and place it on the cooling rack. I look around my apartment quite pleased with myself. It's a saturday, the very first saturday we've had to return to our normal lives after a crazy european tour for PTX Volume II. We've been home since wednesday, but considering the Welcome Wagon I received upon my arrival home, its taken me these past couple of days to pull myself back together. 

Jeremy Broke up with me. And I was shocked to say the least. If I'm being completely honest with myself though, I had to have seen this coming. 

Not answering my calls. Responding to texts in short, one-word answers, if answering at all. I'm not one to snoop but Ive noticed a lot of photos popping up on Facebook of him out at wild parties with his friends. I don't have a problem with that, but it is slightly out of character for him. Not to mention his attitude towards me while sending me off to the airport a month ago. He acted almost like I had forced him to kiss me goodbye. But I ignored that clear sign. 

Much to my surprise as I wheeled my suitcase in the front door of my apartment, I was met with his suitcases in the living room along with ALL of his things in boxes.

"Oh," he said "I was hoping I'd be finished by the time you were back..." he gave a sad chuckle

"What?" tears already forming in my eyes.

"I'm sorry, that came out wrong," he said.

 We just stared at each other a moment silently discussing what was happening.

"Kirst, I'm not happy," he started. Before I could think about it, I ran into the bathroom locking myself in. Sobbing... I must have cried myself to sleep on the floor. I woke up two hours later to Scott knocking on the bathroom door. He had a key for emergencies.

"Kirstie, are you there?" he said.

"Oh... yea hold on!" I shouted, picking myself up trying to reacquaint myself with reality. 

"Are you alright?" he asked. I must have looked like hell. He looked really worried. "Jeremy just came to our apartment, he said he was moving out and asked me to come check on you," I just stared at him. "Kirst, what happened?" he pleaded. I silently pushed passed him and walked into the living room where everything was gone. Most of the big pieces of furniture was already mine, but his missing  photos, and odds and ends, and knick knacks and HIS absence made it feel like EVERYTHING was gone. I plopped down on the couch to explain to Scott what I was trying to understand myself. I had been broken up with. Jeremy didn't want me anymore, after two and a half years and the promise of ever, ever after... He was unhappy... and he left. 

Today was the first I got up from that couch. I promised myself I was done sulking and being sorry for myself. I'm a new single woman now, clean this place up! Yea, that seemed like a good idea, let's clean. Lets do anything and everything!

The day began with a brisk walk about the park with Olaf. I cleaned the bathroom, I cleaned the Living room, I cleaned the bedroom. I washed every piece of laundry I owned and all the sheets, I cleaned up the kitchen, baked a cake, then cleaned the kitchen again. I ran around my tiny apartment thinking about anything that wasn't Jeremy. This helped me until now, that there's really nothing else to do. Now I've really got to face my demons. 'Get over it Kirst! GET OVER IT!' I thought. 'Its time to be a big girl! Not everything can go your way all the time!' I'm really talking to myself now... 'and what are you worried about, you're so young, and talented, and sexy, you can have anything and anyone you want!' Who was I kidding? 'The ONE person that wanted you doesn't anymore... so are you really that great?' I'm my own worst enemy. Feeling tears beginning in my eyes I pull out my phone and scroll though my contacts. Let's hang out with somebody. I first think to eliminate my bandmates as we've already spent SO MUCH time together I think maybe they need a break for me.... But they are my friends... and after learning of my breakup they did ensure me I could call anytime for anything... I think for a while, OK Scott and Mitch are out for the day, they told me that... Kevin is visiting family in Oregon so not him... Ester is always busy... who am I missing... I know exactly who I'm missing...