Chapter Eleven:
Shay:
I stared at my ceiling.
I wanted to have this profound feeling that made me sure I wanted to do what I was doing.
Instead, I felt conflicted.
What was a match anyway?
Someone compatible with bits of information that I gave them? I filled out a questionnaire, not some other profoundly personal checklist of things I was looking for in another person.
I'm not really sure it even matters at this point.
I clearly had a thing for Eileen's brother. It felt weird to think about it.
I didn't want to mess up the relationship that we had.
Eileen is a good person, and I was known to fuck up good things.
Maybe my match will be someone like him.
I knew that was wishful thinking. Right now, that was all I had in me.
I told myself I was going to stay in bed all day, and when it was time to go get the boys, I would go.
Part of me hoped that he would be there, but I knew that he wouldn't.
Unless he wanted to see me too.
That thought made my heart rate increase.
"Shut up," I had to say out loud to myself.
I was going to drive myself mad with all these thoughts.
I needed a drink.
I sat up to pull my phone out, I dialed Jody's number. I didn't have to look for her name, I knew her number by heart.
"Hello!" she answered right away.
"Jody!" I whined, "Help me."
She was silent for a minute.
"I didn't think we had that kind of relationship," she said.
"Bitch," I said, "I need a drink, not for you to send me nudes."
"I could do both," she said with a laugh.
"Are you busy?" I asked her.
"Just finishing up my last client," she said, "What do you want to drink?"
"I really don't care," I said, "I just need a drink."
"That kind of day?" she asked.
"No," I said, "I just need my brain to shut up."
"Did I miss something?" she asked.
"Sort of," I said, "If you want the details, you need to come over."
"I was going to head over there anyway," she said.
"I know," I stated, "I was going to tell you anyway."
"Good," she said, "I can be there in about an hour."
"Thank you," I said, "So much, and I love you."
She giggled, "I love you too."
She hung up.
I felt better, at least for now I knew that I would have a break. Even if it was a small one.
I'll know for sure what to do after I meet my match. I was nervous and excited all at the same time.
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