Is It Meant To Be?

Chapter 17

“I can’t believe he did that!!” Abby said as she flipped through channels on the TV in my room.

“Yeah, men are assholes.” Kat stated taking a bite out of the ice cream I was currently digging my spoon into.

“It has been a while since I’ve hung out with my girls, this is just what I needed. Thanks.” They both looked at me, smiling.

Two days ago Kevin and I had the fight and he left. I haven’t seen him since. Yesterday, when I came home from work, I noticed he had been in the house packing things from his room. I cried for hours after that. He hasn’t called me or texted me at all and I’m worried I lost him.

I still love him.

“Listen, don’t stress. This is a great way to know if he really cares about you, if he misses you, he will call. If he doesn’t, move on.” Abby was always the wise one in the group, except for dealing with her issues.

“Yeah, he probably just needs a little to cool down and think.” Kat fed me a spoonful of ice cream when I refused to eat it. She always says that ice cream fills the crack in a broken heart. Maybe she’s right, but something about it just doesn’t seem logical.

“You guys are amazing, what would I do without you.” they both looked at each other and then hugged me in a group hug. To lighten up the air I took some chocolate ice cream and wiped some on their faces. They giggled as they wiped it off while I laughed hysterically.

“You know, since you have been dating Kevin, you have been more of a free spirit and adventurous.” Abby said smiling at me.

“Yeah you’re also way more fun now than before.” Kat nudged me in the arm.

“Hey!!” I playfully smacked her in the arm in return. “But you guys are right. There is just something in Kevin that makes me…um…I don’t know how to explain it. It’s nothing like I have ever felt.”

They nodded in understanding and went back to doing their own thing. I guess they didn’t know what to say. I don’t blame them, I hate getting things off my chest and revealing my feelings. I always feel guilty after that they had to sit through my complaining or crying over something stupid.

Kat has always been there for me. After all of these years we have only stopped talking once but a couple days later we made up, that just made us stronger friends. And as for Abby, I haven’t known her as long, about 8 years, but she is still a great friend. She is always the wise one of our group, giving advice and offering help. She is the mold of our little group that holds us all together. Kat and I are the two linking hands to keep us all connected.

At least that’s what we agreed our friendships were.

“So what do you think you’re going to do?” Kat looked up at me and waited patiently as I thought.

“I don’t know. I want him back but, I mean, the whole getting off the drug thing is what made us get closer. And to know that for so long he had been shooting up and getting high behind my back as I stood around and told him how proud I was, can I trust him after that?”

“You wanna know what I think you should do?” Abby sat up on the bed and looked at me. I nodded my head and she continued. “Well, I think you should call him. And give him a chance to explain, I mean, according to your story you kind of just yelled at him and didn’t let him explain.” She was right, but could I call him?

Just then my phone started to vibrate next to the bed.

All three of us seemed to look at it, my body felt numb like I couldn’t move. What do I say to him?