Something Great (Sequel to Something Borrowed)

Chapter 34: You've Got A Friend

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Michael

I sighed heavily and I walked into my apartment.  It’d been a very stressful day at work. My nurse had called in sick, I had to help a patient deliver twins very early this morning and children seemed to come in with one ailment after the other. I loved my job being a pediatrician but it could be very hectic some days. I was very thankful to be home. I don’t want to see or do anything that has to do with work. I hung up my lab coat and loosened my tie before walking into the living and making myself comfortable on the couch. My eyes fell on a stack of mail that had been sitting on the coffee table for a couple of days. Might as well sort through them before they pile up. I snatched the mail from the table flipping through to see if anything caught my interest.  Fishing magazine. Where the hell can I fish in New York?? Bills. I’ll look at that later. Another bill. Again, I’ll look at it later. What’s this?? There was a cream colored envelope with my address written in a familiar neat handwriting. In the top left hand corner was Erin’s address.   I instantly became interested. Anything involving Erin interested me. I tore away at the envelope and retrieved a thick piece of cream colored paper. It was too fancy to be a letter. I held the paper closer to my face to read the writing.

Erin Elizabeth Shields

&

Jacob William Carrington

Request the Honor of Your Presence at Their Marriage

On Saturday, the Fourteenth of June

I couldn’t even read the rest of the paper without getting angry. I just simply threw it back on the coffee table. I still can’t believe Erin’s doing this to me. It’s like it punishment for marrying Brooke and not her. I know she’s probably still mad at me. That’s why I have to get her to fully forgive me and work my charm to make her fall in love with me before it’s too late.

My plan was to get back on her good side as a friend and then slowly get her to fall head over heels in love with me again. It’d be simple. Getting her invitation made me think of her. I figured I’d give her a call. It was all a part of my plan get her back. I reached in my pocket and retrieved my cell phone. The first thing I noticed was fifteen missed calls from Eva. I rolled my eyes. That pain in the ass! She known’s I’m at work during the day. I still can’t seem to get rid of her but I’ll probably break up with her very soon since I’ll be getting Erin back.

I quickly dialed her number which I had memorized by heart and put the phone to my ear waiting for her sweet voice to fill my ears.

Erin

I stared blankly at the wall of my dimly lit living room.  That eerie silence that I hated so much was starting to feel my apartment. I’d gotten home not too long ago and Jake had called informing me that he wouldn’t be home until much later. There was a problem with one of the computers at his job and he was left to fix it. I didn’t know what I was going to do in the meantime. Maybe I’d start on dinner so I could have something prepared for Jacob when he gets home. I bet he’d like that. On second thought, I’ll just take a nap and order take out. I’ve been feeling fatigue lately for some strange reason and I’ve had a craving for Mexican all week. Sighing contently, I curled up on the sofa and closed my eyes, resting my head on the arm. I’d nearly drifted off when my cell phone began ringing loudly.

I groaned as my hand blindly fumbled around the coffee table in search of my phone. Having success finding it, I pressed the receiver to my ear. “Hello?” I asked groggily. “Hey Erin. Did I wake ya?” A familiar voice answered. Suddenly I wasn’t sleepy anymore. I hadn’t gotten a call from Michael in over nine months. It actually felt weird hearing his voice over the phone. To have him call me was odd. Very odd.

I yawned. “Oh hey Michael. And yeah, you did kind of wake me up.” I replied sitting up on the sofa. He chuckled softly. “Sorry. Hey listen, I got your invitation.” Michael declared.  I smiled faintly. “Really? It came already? Brooke did a good job, didn’t she?” I asked. He paused. “You and Brooke are good again?” He asked. I nodded as if he could see me. “Yep. We’re cooler than the other side of the pillow.” I replied. “That’s good to hear.” He answered. It had been so long since I’d talked to him like this. It felt very weird.

There was a lull of silence between the two of us. “I’ve still got so much planning left to do. I don’t even have a dress yet. I’m so excited but a huge mess at the same time.” I chuckled. I got really excited whenever I talked about my wedding. “Well, I would help you with that but I’m a man. I have no idea how to plan a wedding.” Michael replied. I giggled. “So, are you coming?” I asked, hugging one of the sofa pillows. “Of course I’m coming. Why would I miss my favorite girl’s wedding?” He asked. I grinned widely.  I felt over come with happiness. Even though Michael and I have our arguments, I did really want him to come. “Oh, I don’t know. Listen Michael, that really means a lot to me. I know we’ve had a rocky relationship lately but I think our friendship is worth working through that.” I declared. “It is.” He simply responded.

“This day is going to be absolutely perfect. This is my day, you know? All those times I’ve sat back and watched other people and it’s finally happening to me. All the people who I’ve been there for will be there for me. On my day.” I declared passionately. The fact that I was getting married was still so surreal to me. I got a little emotional just talking about it. There was a silence on the other line. Michael sighed. “You sound tired Erin.  Try to get some sleep. Thanks for the invitation. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” He replied. I smiled. “Alright then. Later, Michael.” I replied. “Later. Night.” Michael responded before hanging up the phone. I sighed and curled back up in my previous position.  Maybe Michael was serious about being friends again. I sure hope so. I’d hate to lose my long time friend.