The Home Run

Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning and grabbed my phone to check the time. I noticed a few texts.

Brooklyn: you should come to DC  soon. I miss you
Me: I miss you too, maybe I will
Brooklyn: I heard you hung out with Alex? How was everything?
Me: very emotional but good. I think I needed to see him to get past everything
Brooklyn: probably, I'm glad things went ok. You know if you need to talk I'm always here. Plus I don't have a job right now, so I'm available all the time
Me: I know you are and thank you for that. What happened to the job at the restaurant?
Brooklyn: I quit because a customer threw food on me and my boss didn't let me go home to change
Me: you're joking
Brooklyn: sadly no. I told him to send me my check in the mail and that I quit
Me: dang
Brooklyn: I know, but jack wanted to me make breakfast so I'll text you after. Bye love you, hopefully see you soon!
Me: bye have fun

then I decided to check my other text

Alex: would you want to come to a game next week? I know you have to work and it's not a big heads up but I'd love if you could make it
Me: I don't know, I'd have to see. When we're you thinking?
Alex: it's Monday night, but it starts at 8:30 so it's a late game
Me: so I'd have to take Monday and Tuesday off?
Alex: probably, but if you can't come I totally understand. There's just a thing going on and I'd love you to come, like I said before
Me: I'll ask when I go in tomorrow but I can't promise anything
Alex: ok
Me: hey did you mention this to Brooklyn? She texted me asking if I'd come to Washington
Alex: well it's a group event so I invited Brooklyn and jack too
Me: ok I was just wondering
Alex: did you know there's more than one Sherlock?
Me: what are you talking about?
Alex: Sherlock Holmes. There's more than just that old British show
Me: I know 😂
Alex: you knew? Why didn't you tell me?
Me: it never came up
Alex: well I'm watching it and it's not the one I've seen before. It's a completely different show
Me: but it's still Sherlock Holmes
Alex: yes but it's not the same one
Me: ok?
Alex: ugh you're not helping
Me: sorry
Alex: I'm so bored and you're not entertaining me
Me: it hasn't even been a week and you're already miserable
Alex: and you're going to help me through this
Me: how am I going to do that?
Alex: by texting me of course
Alex: unless you'd rather FaceTime. I'd love to see your face
Me: I look horrible
Alex: too late

Before I could reply my phone rang. I noticed he was trying to FaceTime me so I declined

Alex: don't be like that 😭
Me: I told you I look horrible
Alex: you could never look horrible
Alex: please?
Me: it's not even eight here
Alex: I know, were in the same timezone
Me: why are you awake then?
Alex: I have to wake up early to practice, well had to
Me: oh

I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my hair and went back into my room to find my phone ringing. I picked it up and Alex was trying to FaceTime me again. Unlike last time, I answered it.

"See I knew you didn't look horrible, you look beautiful" he smiled as he turned over on his bed "you should've seen me five minutes ago, you would've been begging me to decline your call" I laughed "are you saying you got pretty for me?" He asked "if by pretty you mean wash my face and brush my hair, then yes" I replied as I walked towards the balcony, I opened the door and sat outside. "The sunrise looks amazing" He announced "how do you know you're still in bed?" I asked and he smiled. He flipped the camera around to reveal a massive window and through the curtains I could see the sunrise. "You should open the curtains" I told him. He softly groaned and got up, i could hear his feet moving on the floor as he got closer to the window. Suddenly the curtains were ripped open and i gasped "wow" i said and he flipped the camera so it was on him. He was smiling and he turned around so he was in front of the window and i could see out of it again. "this is what you're missing out on. DC  is full of amazing things" he smirked and walked away from the window. I watched as he walked out of his room and into the kitchen. "i miss our Starbucks adventures before class" he said as he stared making breakfast "i miss a lot of the stuff we did." i replied "what do you miss the most?" he asked "probably the lake and how you would paint the most amazing things there" i smiled at the memory "do you still have that stuff?" he asked "im not telling you" i smiled as he sat down at a table and positioned the phone to stand up on its own while he ate. "you're making me hungry" i laughed and he looked up smirking "you know where I am if you ever want a taste" he replied "funny" i joked "i try" he smiled. I stood up and walked into the kitchen and made a bowl of cereal then walked back out onto my balcony "that's not a healthy breakfast" he pointed out "well its fast and delicious" i sakd as i stuffed my mouth. "i was serious before" he said as he put the plate in the sink and went back to his room "about what?" i asked "if you still had my paintings" he said as he opened a drawer. "this is your stuff" he said and flipped the camera around. I noticed a few shirts i left at alexs dorm and the stuff i gave him for Christmas. As he was showing me the stuff i noticed his dresser had stuff on it along with a picture of our daughter "you have a picture of Bella?" I asked "of course I do" he replied and grabbed the picture. It's the one Brooklyn took at the hospital when i got to hold her for a few minutes after they dressed her in a pink blanket and headband. "you should've been there. Im such an asshole, she was yours too" i told him as i started crying. "please don't cry. I was there, just not in the room with you" he told me "im so sorry" i told him as i tried to calm down. "i have pictures of us. i couldn't get myself to throw them away." he told me and he sat the picture down and looked through the drawer and grabbed something. "do you remember this?" he asked referring to the pictures of us at when we went to see the statue of liberty. It was where he had is arms wrapped around my waist and i was smiling at him. "that was my favorite one" i smiled.

He showed me a couple more pictures before it was my turn to show him what i had. I opened my drawer and grabbed his shirts and jackets and art. I laid everything out on the bed and i showed him. "you won't believe how long i looked for that jacket" he laughed and i smiled "i had it the whole time" i replied "you know i haven't painted anything since we broke up? I haven't even thought about drawing" he told me "why not?" i asked "i don't know. I guess i wasn't inspired after" he told me.

We continued talking for the rest of the day until i had to hang up so I could get ready for work tomorrow.