When people say you never know what you have until it's gone, they really do mean it. For Andy Edwards, she's been through enough in her lifetime to know that she can't always get what she wants. Life just keeps throwing her curveballs and there are...
"Hey, babe, how was it?" Elliot kissed my cheek when I walked in the door. He still had the outfit on from earlier but his hair seemed more disheveled.
I swallowed, "Good, I have a headache. I'm going to go lay down for a little bit." I smiled before making my way upstairs. I knew Elliot wasn't going to let my mood go, no matter how bad I wanted him to. I could hear him following me but neither of us spoke until we reached my bedroom. I slipped out of my shoes and pulled my hair up into a loose bun.
"What happened, Andy?" He asked, sitting down next to me.
"Nothing, it's not a big deal. I'm just having a bad day and I really just want to lay down." I pulled the covers back and settled into the soft bed. Elliot smiled and patted my feet before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. I was thankful for the silence even if it meant I would be thinking about everything. I tried desperately to shut my brain off but I couldn't stop thinking. I hated when I allowed my thoughts to consume everything in my life. I've always been like that, though, I didn't know any different.
I hadn't noticed that I dozed off until I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes, squinting, and noticed Lexie smiling down at me. Of course, I could tell that Karen had talked to her. "You okay?" I nodded, biting into my lip. "It's okay to not be okay, Andy. I get it." I shook my head and let the tears flow once again.
"I hate that I let this affect me so much. Why do I care that she's always there for Aleah and not me? It's not like she'd make a good mother anyway. I never cared before, why now? I don't get it." Lexie sat back on the bed next to me as I rested my head on her shoulder, wiping at my tears angrily.
"Because whether you want to care or not, you do, Andy. No matter what she does, she's still your mother. I know she's been a shitty one, but there isn't anything you can do to change it. You love her, Andy. It's okay to be hurting." She ran her fingers through my hair as I tried to stop crying.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm so emotional. What time is it?" I sat up and wiped under my eyes, trying to get rid of the evidence.
"You slept for two hours, it's six. Dinner is ready and I thought I should come wake you up." Lexie climbed out of the bed and waited by the door for me.
"Are you staying for dinner?"
She nodded, "Your mother asked, probably because Lucas asked her if it was okay." She rolled her eyes and I had to laugh. No matter what was happening and no matter how sad I was, Lexie always knew how to make me laugh. I hugged her tightly and thanked her for always having my back.
Before we tortured ourselves by going into the kitchen and grabbed two glasses of wine, hoping it would ease my overreactive emotions. I prayed dinner would flow through smoothly and neither of us would cause a scene.
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