Default Title - Write Your Own

twelve

After that, I got a miraculous half an hour alone that I spent putting away things from my backpack and drying my hair, before I started to hear voices in the other room. At first I thought it was Brian calling me but his voice was quiet. I pressed my ear up against the wall between our rooms to listen to what he was saying, just out of curiosity.

"Yeah sure, I'll ask her in a minute..."

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"Real quick, can I ask you something?"

... I guessed by now from the pauses, that he was on the phone to someone.

"Anastasia, does she uh... act differently around me?"

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"No, I'm asking because I don't know if she actually likes me."

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"No! Not that way! Well... You know what I mean."

... His voice had raised a little now, making it easier to hear.

"C'mon Val just listen I don't..."

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"Well sure, maybe a little but it's nothing! It's probably just from when we went out before!"

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"Yeah okay whatever."

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"No I'm not gonna go anything you can count on that..."

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"Why not?! Because it's Anastasia, it... She lives here now what if it doesn't go well?"

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"Exactly! Then it'll be fucking awkward!"

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"Look, I'll handle it. By that I mean I won't... I mean I can't do anything, there are no valid options here so I'll just ignore it, okay?"

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"Okay see you soon."

Then it fell silent. I think I heard him sigh but I couldn't tell that well. This was so confusing. I got that he was talking to Valary but with only hearing one side of the conversation, it was hard to tell. For the most part, I just got that it was about me and Brian can't or won't do something. There were a few seconds where I probably just stared into space as I contemplated asking him about the call but I was abruptly interrupted as my door floor open.

"Uh Anastasia?" Brian said as he walked through the door, I smiled at him and tried to act normal. "Val wants me to drive you down to hers so she, you and Michelle can go shopping or something... That okay with you? You don't have to if you don't..."

Before he could convince me otherwise, I interrupted. "Yeah, of course."

"Alright we can go now if you're ready?"

I nodded in response and we both went downstairs and slipped into our shoes. Within a minute, we were in Brian's car and on our way to Val's. It was so tempting to ask about the phone call. I just kept thinking it over and over in my head as I stared out of the passenger seat window in silence. I saw some shops and a few places that I remembered which was enlightening. Hopefully while Michelle, Val and I were out, I'd get a lot of my memory back. Just seeing these things, gave me the courage to ask Brian about the call, what's the worst that could happen?