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gonna tell you this only once. Let Birdie know how you feel before it’s too late and some asshole comes and takes her away.”
    We finished our beers in silence and I let his words sink in.  Was he right? And if he was, how was I going to do this?

Chapter 6.
     
    Sofia
    I rushed to my room and the instant the door closed I let the tears fall.  What the hell is wrong with me? The whole day I’ve been having this feeling of sadness and that was just ridiculous.  I’m about to get up and change when Mona walks in . I can see Mark’s face in the doorway and his expression full of pain and anguish. 
    Why couldn’t he just go home and leave me alone?  All I wanted was to take a shower and get some rest , but I guess that was out now.
    “What’s wrong , baby girl?  Talk to me,” Mona says as she sits down on my bed and wipes away the warm tears.  “Did Mark say something to you today when you guys were out?”
    “I’m ok really, just hormonal I think.  I have no reason to cry . It’s just one of those days when I feel like shit.  The whole week at work I had to deal with a bunch of biaches, and Monday I have to go back to the same shit again.”
    “Birdie , I didn’t know it was that bad.  Why didn’t you say anything?  If it’s that bad, don’t you think it’s better to look for another job?”
    I know she means well , but I swear sometimes she just lives on another planet; a planet where you don’t have to worry about bills or keeping your bank account afloat. How could I tell her that I’ve already looked for another job but the economy sucked and there was nothing out there? 
    “I think I will soon , but right now I really don’t want to talk about it.  I just want to get some rest and tomorrow maybe we can spend the day doing something fun and talk about your wedding.  What do you say?”
    As soon as she hears the word wedding , she forgets all about my crying and huge smile fills her beautiful face.  She gives me a hug and after wishing me a good night, she leaves but not before telling me she’s going back to Jon’s place.  For the first time, I am happy she is spending the night at his place, giving me the entire place to myself.
    I look out the window to make sure both Jon and Mark’s cars are gone, and after a quick shower , I pull my warm sweats on and make my way to the kitchen.  Before I know it, I’m pulling all kinds of stuff out of cupboards and start making a pie crust.  You know how some women eat ice cream when they feel like crap? Not me. I don’t want anything cold. I want hot, warm chocolate buried under a pile of whipped cream.
    An hour late r, pie in hand—I don’t even bother letting it cool, I pop in the “He’s Just Not That Into You” DVD and I’m ready to go.  I stuff myself with chocolate, cream, and Bradley Cooper.  And for the next two hours, I forget all about work or the fact that I’m utterly alone.
    My cell phone wakes me up in the middle of the night , showing a new text message.
    Mark – are you awake
    Me – I am now
    Mark – you gonna tell me what happened????
    Me – nope
    I wait to see if he’s going to press on and for a minute there are no more messages.
    Mark – I don’t like it when you’re sad
    And just like that, with one simple text, I feel all better.  We may be only friends , but he cares and that’s what matters.
    Me – I’m sorry . I’m just a little stressed with work. but I’m better now
    Mark – if you say so. I guess I better let you go back to sleep.  Call me tomorrow.  Night birdie
    Me – night
    The weeks to follow, work is really slow and with most of my co-workers gone on vacation I feel less stressed out.  I meet Mona, Jon and Mark at Frank’s on Fridays and things go back to normal.  The guys continue to come over almost every night , and once again I feel relaxed around Mark.  Sunday dinners are as fun as they’ve always been, and I finally think that maybe my life is on the right track and