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in on me. It was weird, because I used to prefer being alone. Alexa was the
first person I ever met that I actually wanted to see every day. In the past,
even when I was in a relationship for a long time, I was good with a couple
days a week.
    I spent the rest of that day obsessing and the next
day was pretty much an exact duplicate. Finally on the third day after my
disaster of a date with Kristie I called Alexa, pushing the button quickly
before I could change my mind. She picked up on the second ring, “Hello?”
    “Hey.”
    “I’m glad you called. I’ve been thinking about
calling you all week.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah. I went to your fight the other night. You were awesome.”
    My mind went to Kristie and I automatically began to
sweat. It was stupid. I didn’t do anything wrong. “Oh yeah? Why didn’t you say hi?”
    “I didn’t think it was the time or place to talk to
you. I wanted to apologize about that last night we were together. I don’t have
any right to judge you. Everyone makes mistakes. I think my emotions are just
on such high alert lately because of Emma.”
    “Yeah, mine too. I miss her like crazy. But thanks
for the apology. I appreciate it.”
    “I mean it,” she said. “I’ve felt so bad since that
night.”
    “You should have called me,” I told her.
    “Yeah, I should have. I’m stubborn like that.”
    “Can I see you?”
    “I’d like that,” she said. “When?”
    “Tomorrow afternoon? Maybe I can order a pizza and
we can talk, watch a movie, play a game…whatever. I
just want to see you.”
    “I want to see you too,” she said. “I’ll be there.”
    I hung up and mentally kicked myself for not calling
sooner. Oh well, I finally have something real to look forward to. I couldn’t
wait to see her.
    ******
    ALEXA
    I woke up early the morning after Ian called me with
a smile on my face. The anticipation about seeing him later was balled up in my
chest and coursed through my veins like a dose of nervous energy. It tingled
through me like electric sparks and eventually gathered in my toes. Once I got
out of bed, I couldn’t sit still. The house was spotless clean from my cleaning
binge last week and there was nothing left to do…so I went out for a run. While
I was out, I decided to run by Emma’s house and see her mom. Ian’s mom too, I
suppose. It was weird, but I still just thought of them as Emma’s parents.
Anyways, I’d been putting it off, but I had to do it. I knocked on the door
twice and was about to leave before her mom pulled open the door. My heart hurt
when I saw her. She looked like she had aged ten years in the past month. She
was pale and her usually beautiful dark hair was un-styled and uncut and the
gray was more plentiful now than the dark brown. Her eyes were rimmed with
pink…probably from crying herself to sleep at night. I almost regretted coming
until her face broke out in a smile and some of the old spark was there in her
eyes.
    “Alexa! Hi honey! How are you?” She grabbed me up in a bear hug and when she let me go
I said, “I’m good. I’m sorry I didn’t call. I was out for a run and I thought
I’d just come by really quickly and say hello. Are you doing okay?”
    “Fine,” she said, “Oh Alexa! Come in honey! I’m
sorry.” She led me into the living room. It was dark in there like my room had been for that entire week I was so
depressed and mad at the sun. The house was really clean though. I could
probably run a white glove over things and come back without a speck of dust. I
wondered if that was what she’d been doing with her time.
    “The house looks really nice,” I said. It was for
lack of anything better to say but I was surprised when she said, “Thank you.
It’s all Ian. He comes by and cleans two or three times a week. I tell him not
to, but it makes him feel better to help.” My heart swelled at that thought and
at the same time I was angry at myself again for the
assumptions I’d made about him. There