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Chapter 2

I walked through the front door after spending the last twenty minutes standing on the brick steps trying to think of what I would say to the many questions about to drown me. The moment my mother's eyes met mine, the familiar tears began to fall. This time they came harder than any tears I could remember ever shedding before. She motioned me to sit at the wooden dining room table with the waving of her hand. She sat in the chair right next to mine and starred at my weak body waiting for me to say something. Slowly and through each gasp of air I told her Luis had broken up with me. She was in as much shock as I was.

"That isn't right. Why would he do that?" She said putting out her arm and rubbing my back.

"I don't know." After that we sat for what seemed liked hours until the oven began to ding. She got up and walked over to the stove putting on her oven mitts. She reached in and grabbed a large glass pan occupied with a green bean and ham caesural. Before she could say anything else or try to force me to eat something I stood up. "I am going to go into my room and try and get some sleep."

"Ok sweetie. Just let me know if you need anything." I walked down the hallway and into my welcoming room. The lacey pink curtains were pulled to the side letting the setting sun pour into my dark messy room. Moose came in right behind me and jumped up on the bed to endure the betrayal we both had just witnessed. It was only six thirty on a Friday and all I wanted to do was sleep. I laid in my bed and stared at the light grey wall my bed was pushed up against. I grabbed the pillow and folded it over to make my head as elevated as I could. Moose fell asleep as he took up most of my leg room. The only thing going through my head was the pounding sound of an exhausted brain throbbing from the excessive amount of tears.

Before summer had started, Luis had convinced me that my best friend, Alyssa, was someone I shouldn't surround myself with. Like a fool, I had listened. Alyssa and I had argument after argument until her graduation night when we did not have to see each other any longer. June and the first part of July, Luis and my job kept me comfortably occupied. I didn't have to worry about Alyssa. Luis was all I ever wanted and needed. However, all I knew at this moment was that I needed someone. I needed someone to help me get through this and the people I had close to me were all pushed away by Luis' constant need to have me around at all times.

I uprooted any amount of pride I had left and scrolled through the contacts to find Alyssa's name. I called her and to my relief it went to voicemail. I started to leave her a normal voicemail, but before I could stop the reoccurring feeling of abandonment, everything came pouring out again. After I told her to give me a call when she had the chance I hung up the phone and went to put it down on my nightstand. The moment I sat it down the phone began to ring. Her picture had appeared on the screen and I hesitated to answer. I knew that I had to and I only longed to have her with me at such a devastating point in my life.

"Hello?" Her voice was very sheltered and guarded. It was obvious she was watching every word that came out of her mouth.

"Hey." With that one word I began to cry and tried to maintain breathing with no success.

"Woah, woah! Theresa, what's wrong?" She dropped her guard and sounded genuinely concerned.

"Did you get my voicemail?"

"I saw I had one, but I haven't listened to it yet." She waited for a reply and when I couldn't manage to say one in time she continued, "I'll hang up and listen to it right now. I will call you right back, ok?"

"Yeah." I ended the call. I had just opened a door for someone to come into my personal life. This was not a normal feeling for me and I was worried that this could backfire. She could use that voicemail and send it to everyone or use the breakup as a way to advantage her in an argument. The phone began to buzz in my hand and with a deep breath I answered.

Before I could talk, she began, "Oh my god Theresa. Are you ok?"

"I really don't know. It was a surprise and it hurts."

"I will be at your house in 15 minutes."

"Ok."

"I will text you when I am outside." She hung up the phone and I just sat on my bed and focused on my breathing. I needed to have some control when she got here. She was my best friend, but she was also my worst enemy at this moment.