July

I Was a Jerk Who Preferred the Sea

I woke up six hours later. I made my way downstairs and saw that Rory wasn't in the house but rather outside in her studio.

"Finally up. Half the day's gone!." She didn't look up from the earrings she was working on. "I already got four pairs of these done." She was smiling but I wasn't.

"Are you sick?' I asked.

She looked surprised at my sudden outburst. I myself was too though. "What? No. What are you talking about?"

"Because the only reason I could see for those pills in your room would be if you were sick or something."

She looked hurt at first but that quickly changed to anger.

"You've known me for what? Two weeks now? That's hardly any of your business."

"I'm just trying to help." I tried to keep my voice even and calm, but I felt like yelling. She, on the other hand, wasn't so careful.

"I didn't ask for your help!" She bit her lip and looked down at the ground, lowering her voice. "There's a motel down the road."

I took this as my not so subtle cue to gather my things and leave.

There was a motel within a ten minute walk of her place. I looked at my watch. Isla would be gone by now. Hopefully shes having a better first day free than I am. Getting a room was fairly easy. What wasn't easy was not being able to get out of that lumpy bed until the next morning. I barely slept though. I stared at the floral wallpapered wall and dwelled on all the good things in my life that I screwed up in the past 48 hours. A decent job. New York City. Isla. And now Rory, but this, this is hopefully fixable. It being morning now maybe shes cooled off a bit. If not I imagine she'll forgive me (hopefully) if i beg for it. Admit I was wrong for worrying about her. Part of me understood though. I've seen her at her worst but even still its tough to admit hard things to people.

I started walking back to her but chickened out. She never asked for me to help her. Maybe I should have just let it be.... come to her at a different time even, I don't know. I don't know how to deal with this kind of thing.

Instead I walked to Kate's.