Only Us, Siempre

Chapter 17

Pippa's POV

I knock on Lin's door and a few seconds later it's swung open and I being pulled into Lin's bare chest. Once I'm in his arms I break down and start crying all over again. He walks us over to the couch and sits me down. He walks away, into the kitchen, and I bring my knees toward my chest. He comes back with a box of tissues, 2 spoons, and a small container of ice cream.

"Here." He says as he hands me a tissue. "Thanks." I say with a small giggle. He sends me a sincere smile and says, "You want to talk about it or not?" "I guess so, but thanks for letting me come over." "No problem. Okay, what happened?" I take a breath and start. "After I sent you a message about your sweatshirt, well tear stained sweatshirt, I talked to Daveed. Then I drove home and when I walked in I thought that maybe he was working. I was wrong. I walk to the bedroom and find him with some girl. I..." By now I'm sobbing again and Lin pulls back into his chest. "Pippa. I'm so sorry." He whispers into my ear. "I just don't know what I did! I don't understand any of this at all! What did I do?" I say as I cry so much that I could probably fill up the Hudson River. "You did nothing. The only person that did something was Steven. He was an absolute idiot to hurt you like that. None of this is your fault Pippa. None of it." All of Lin's words and the sincerity in his voice makes me think about those feelings I was thinking about in the car. Why does Lin care so much?

"Is Vanessa asleep?" I ask. I notice the look in his eyes go from caring to sadness in a matter of seconds. "Uh...Vanessa is actually in Houston." His voice falls into a whisper as he finishes his sentence. "Lin..I," "Don't it's okay. We're getting a divorce. I'm more worried about Sebby." "Oh." We drift into a kind of awkward silence until Lin breaks it. "Okay! How about we eat this ice cream and watch a movie?" "I'd like that." He puts on a movie then sits down. He passes me a spoon with a goofy smile and opens the ice cream container. "Thanks." "No problem. Also that sweatshirt, keep it." "Why?" "Look at it!" He points at the sweatshirt motioning towards the tear stains. "Right. Thanks for the comfortable sweater." He turns towards the TV with a fake pout and his arms folded. "I liked that sweatshirt." He whispers and I start laughing. He puts his hand over my mouth and chuckles. "Shh! It's almost 2am and Sebby is asleep!" "Fine." I mumble into his hand.

We talk, watch the movie, and finish the container of ice cream. At about 3:30am I start to drift off to sleep. I fall asleep on Lin's shoulder. At least ice cream came out of this bad thing.

That was nice and wordy. Okay. Let's go. *runs away screaming "And Peggy!"*
Siempre, Becca