Waiting For Nothing

Chapter 11: Sometimes Being Alone Really Helps

Chapter 11: Sometimes Being Alone Really Helps

"HE DID WHAT?!" Trish's shrill voice shrieked into the phone that I held close to my ear. I pulled it away frowning as I waited for her to finishing screaming obscencities about Chase and some were even about Tom. Finally I heard her shouting turn into grumbling so I brought the phone back to my ear.

"Don't remind me. I can't believe this. This just...sucks so much." I replied lamely. I was currently back at Sal's and she didn't question my red eyes nor my crappy mood. Instead she just smiled at me and said that she's been through the same thing so she didn't need an explanation.

I swear, Sal is a woman that has seen and been through everything. Plus she was extremely understanding towards everything. Glancing around the green room, I sighed as I laid back against the soft sheets of the bed.

Trish sighed into the phone, "So what are you going to do?" I hadn't even thought about it truthfully. I could easily avoid him, but I wasn't the type of person that went out of their way to avoid someone.

"I might just stay home a few days this week. Go back on Wednesday or something like that. I won't be able to focus on my studies while I know that he's in the same building as me." Biting my lip, I stared at the ceiling. A guilty feeling washed over me as I pictured Chase's hurt eyes staring back into mine after I kicked him out of my truck.

"Leah!" Trish snapped at me across the line. "Stop thinking about him! He broke your heart!"

"But I never liked him!" I tried.

"And I'm a giraffe." She snorted obnoxiously. "The best medicine for a heart break is alone time, but sometimes you also need some girl time. Oh! I have the best idea!" I could practically see her grinning evilly at the phone in her hands.

Dread filled as she continued talking. "How about we go shopping Wednesday afternoon? There's this store in the mall that has to die for sales! Nevermind I'm not giving you a choice. You're going." Before I could protest she hung up abruptly leaving me laying on my bed staring blankly at the phone in my hands.

I spent the rest of my Monday night watching romantic movies and stuffing my face full of sweets that Sal happened to place by my door every time I got up to go to the bathroom. At one point during 27 Dresses, yes I was watching again, I started throwing cookies at the screen as they began to kiss on the screen.

"This is too adorable! It's sickening yet I can't tear my eyes away!" I complained. A beep from my phone signaling the arrival caused me to drag my eyes away from the make out fest occuring on the t.v. in front of me.

Asshole 11:15 p.m.

Leah, I'm really sorry for snapping at you like that. I know the bet was wrong of me to make and I regret doing it. My feelings for you are true though.

Forgive me?):

I snorted out laughter as I threw the phone back onto my pillows. Bringing my attention back to the movie, I watched as Katherine Heigl realized that James was just stringing her along. I high fived the t.v. as she left the restaurant.

"GIRL I AM RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. YOU KICK HIM TO THE CURB." I cheered her on, pumping my fists in the air.

Once the movie ended and I had put in a random one after that, I found myself growing tired and I easily fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, dread filled my stomach as I saw that I had two missed calls and five messages. Four of them were from Chase asking for my forgiveness, but then the last one caught my eye.

Mom 6:43 a.m.

We need to talk.