Indestructible: Reinforced

Chapter 62

Chapter Sixty-Two

     September 2012

     Present Day

     Avy was crying again by the time she finished telling me about the emails. Now she had a dazed look on her face, and I knew she was reminiscing about something else. She needed a minute and I wasn’t going to rush her. She’d been through a lot in the past twenty-four hours.

     I couldn’t believe all of that had happened and none of us had been aware of it. How hadn’t I noticed that my sister was in such pain? What did that say about me?

     I watched her as she remembered certain moments with Drake. There was a haunted look in her eyes, and I could also see longing and pain and a bunch of other emotions no one wished to feel. It was breaking my heart, Avy was such a strong person, I didn’t like seeing her like that.

     “Oh, Avy.” I got up and sat down next to her. She smiled weakly as I put my arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm soothingly. “I’m sorry everything is messed-up, sis.”

     “It’s alright.” She sighed. “Life’s unfair, Gabs. I have to accept that, I can’t break down whenever something doesn’t go my way.”

     “It’s not that simple and you know it.” I frowned. I didn’t want her to ridicule the whole thing. I wanted her to fight for Drake. “This is the real deal, Avy. Don’t let go of Drake. He might get over you this time and someone else might take him. And you’ll hate yourself for it. Just tell him you want to get back together with him.”

     “I need to take some time off before I jump into anything, Gaby.” She said. “Time-out. I need to focus on becoming a good person before I ask him to take me back. He deserves someone a hundred times better than me, and if I’m going to try and get him back, then I have to deserve him. He’s a great guy, the best one I know, and I’m going to do this for him. He deserves to be fought for.”

     I couldn’t disagree with her, she had a point. “Just make it quick.” I sighed. “And let him know what you’re doing so that he doesn’t move on.”

     “We didn’t break up.” She shook her head and looked down at the still-sleeping baby Christian. “He understands what’s going on, don’t worry about it.”

     “I worry about you.” I smoothed her hair out of her face. “I need you to be okay again. I want you to be happy, and right now you seem very miserable.”

     Avy smiled at me and squeezed the hand that was on her shoulder. “Thank you, Gaby. It means a lot to me.”

     “And if I know you well, and I do, then being with the guy you love is the only thing that can cheer you up right now.” I sighed. “Since he’s the reason you’re miserable and all.”

     “I’m fine, Gaby.” She smiled at me reassuringly. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be okay, I just need some time to get over everything that’s happened in the past couple of weeks. Or months. Actually, I need to get over what’s been happening to me since Mom and Dad got back together. My life’s been a rollercoaster since then.”

     “Yes.” I chuckled. “You ended a relationship and jumped into an affair with a married man, and then when that ended you got back together with the love of your life, Jake, the mysterious bad-boy from the past. And then you married him what seemed like two days later, and then he slept with his ex, and then you hooked up with a guy who didn’t like you, and then you got a divorce, and then you slept with your bestfriend, and a day later you slept with your ex-husband. And then previously mentioned ex-husband got into a car accident. You tried to get him back, but his bestfriend-slash-girlfriend was in the way. And then you found out you were pregnant with your bestfriend’s baby, which forced you to contact him after your one-night-stand, which resulted in him telling you he was in love with you. And ofcourse you couldn’t just act like a normal person and get together with him. No, ofcourse not. You had to make us all suffer in the process. You made a show of trying to choose between your bestfriend-slash-baby-daddy and your ex-husband who got bummed to spot number two when it came to your true loves. And then the story reached its climax, one of many actually –pun intended - when the ex-husband lured the bestfriend-slash-baby-daddy to a bar full of criminals and thugs, where he proceeded to get his ass kicked. The bestfriend not the ex-husband. But then the ex-husband got his ass kicked by you. And you chose the bestfriend finally. And then ofcourse you broke it off with him because life was good and you weren’t used to that. And then you convinced him to cheat on his girlfriend. And then now he’s broken it off with her to be with you, but you have to complicate things one last time before settling for the happily-ever-after.” I took a breath and looked innocently at a scowling Avy. “What? It’s the truth, isn’t it?”