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Six Days at the Bottom of the Ocean
Groaning miserably, Alice rolled off of her stomach and tentatively lifted her upper body from the pillow her face had been smashed into for most of the night. Her neck felt stiff and practically immobile and she grunted at the sharp pain. Looking down onto the bright, cheerful orange pillowcase that usually reflected her sunny disposition, she could only glower. She could see now how obnoxious the color was. How overpowering.
Glaring, she levered herself off the bed, wiping at a small, dried trail of drool as she groped in the semi-darkness for her glasses. Stumbling over to the windowsill, she looked down at her answering machine. It was blinking ominously, the red light glowing with the number 28. Looking back at her bed, she frowned, wondering how drunk she had been to be unable to hear any of them.
Her attention was suddenly drawn to a charred section of fabric on her comforter. The area was about ten inches around and Alice vaguely remembered a few moments of panic followed by sheer, delirious hilarity from the night before. Quite clearly she’d managed to survive without calling in reinforcements but she now wondered how many of the messages were left regarding the matter.
Despite her intense feelings of god-awful despair, crippling self-loathing, and awe-inspiring shame at being Dana’s fool, she pushed the answering machine button and fell back onto the bed, waiting for it to play.
The first message was Bette, sounding uncharacteristically sympathetic. Followed by similiar messages from Tina, Carmen, and Kit. Bad news traveled fast and Alice had to laugh.
The next message quite literally shocked her out of her skin. Gabby Deveaux called to express condolences and to express her willingness to help Alice rebound.
The second to last message was from a near frantic Shane who said simply, "Fuck. Alice, I don’t know what to say, I’m sorry. Call me. I’ll come over. I’m worried, okay. Don’t do anything stupid. Fuck it, Al. I’m on my way."
Finally, the message Alice had been dreading. The message that made Alice’s passive aggressive heart beat faster and made her sappy, traitorous eyes leak. The concern in Dana’s voice turned Alice’s stomach.
"Alice. I’m sorry. I hate this. I just- call me, Al. Let me know you’re okay. Al- I…." Her voice trailed off and Alice found herself smiling though she couldn’t honestly explain why. Hearing Dana caused a surge of emotions so violent and muddled that she could hardly understand them. Love, hate, grief, exhaustion.
Alice knew she was a long way from acceptance and closure might be asking too much altogether but she knew somewhere that Dana wasn’t entirely to blame. Somewhere along the way Alice had gone and turned their relationship into a goddamn self-fulfilling prophecy. What was it the Greeks said? Hubris? She’d turned her love for Dana into some kind of cage. Smothering the mouse, indeed.
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i just got really happy when i saw you posted. even if its not “let it ride”, i was still thrilled to see your name up there. anyway, i absolutely adore your writing and am so glad that you’ve started another one. hope everything is in tact after the hurricane, can’t wait for the Let it Ride update!
Great to have you back with us Fripster – hope everything is OK at home and you weren’t touched too much by the storm. Interesting start to this new story – looking forward to seeing where you take it. Missed you. Can’t wait to see more from you soon. X
I’m very happy to see that you came back to us!!! Don’t worry–we haven’t forgotten about you at all!!! I’m glad to see that your first story is still on. I’m liking the beginning of this one, but I’m really REALLY happy that you posted tonight!! Can’t wait for the new part!!
Fripster! So glad to see you back!! So sorry to hear you got caught up in the hurricane. We got hit by Isabelle a couple years ago and went 7 days without power. I feel for you. Mother Nature sucks sometimes. However, now I don’t have to hire a private detective to find you! I’m excited about the new story. I can’t wait to see your take on the breakup. Also love the news that more of Let It Ride will be coming. Seriously — so glad to see you back posting. Thanks!!
fripster, thank god you posted. I was beginning to worry about you and wondered what might have happened. No worries, no one has forgotten you. Just go and read the other recently posted Danish stories and you will see. I needed to let you know this before I read your new story. I am really glad to know that you are safe and sound.
You are without a doubt, one of the best Danish writers. It is so well written and how did you ever come up with a story like this – a great gift to us Danish fans. I felt so bad for A and thanks for having Shane and Carmen by her side. I too felt my heart beat faster as A listened to D’s message. You are awesome and even manage to include some humor within a sad story. Gabby offered her condolences, only you can think of it. Thank god A did not set her apartment on fire. The title is also creative. Does it mean A would work things out with D after 6 days? Anyway, I cannot wait for your next post. But don’t rush, because now we know you are back. I hope everything is fine with your home. btw, during your absence, there were hardly any Danish post except for Akiracolorblind, brteyes and a few others. And all of a sudden since last night, MutedTempest, followed by caitlin-jayne, BoyToy and swismiss24 (the best of the best) all posted and a new Danish writer (I think) SummerBreeze just posted too. And to top it all off, you have returned with a new story. I guess it’s either feast or famine. I tell you it is definitely worth the wait. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for a writing this wonder story and can’t wait to read the next chapter of “Let it Ride.” Good night.
fripster – you were worrying me. good to hear from you. love the new story. i’d love to comment more – but i have to work. thanks for the update. hope things are better now that mother nature has had her way with you.
I’m behind on my whole life (including a lot of fics) right now but I couldn’t resist when I saw this post. Very, very glad that I did read it, cos it’s very, very good. This: Alice looked out the window and said thoughtfully, “Every few seconds I forget that my heart’s broken.” …that really got to me. Great post, I’m glad you’re okay after Humberto. Thanks and I look forward to catching up all of Let It Ride. Cheers, fripster.
hiya fripster! what, you don’t check your private messages? though I suppose a little thing like Humberto might keep you occupied. I’ve been reading up on your “Let it Ride” and have enjoyed your alternative universe loads…..and I enjoyed this take on the break-up. Like jp22 I found the line, Every few seconds I forget my heart is broken to be really poignant. Great job…and am looking forward to reading parts 2-4! (hope you didn’t have too much damage from the weather)
Okay I haven’t read it yet, but I had to comment anyway because Explosions in the Sky is one of my most favorite bands, and you’re awesome for titling your story after one of their best songs. Yay. I’ll be back to comment on the actual story.
Okay I’m back. Sorry to hear about the hurricane, kiddo. Glad you’re okay. This story is so heartbreakingly awesome that you have me crying at 6:30 in the morning. I’m anxious to see where this goes, but don’t feel pressured to post or anything hun.
hallelujah! hehehe I thought we lost you. So glad that you’re back, frip, there’s no way that you’d be forgotten. I’m glad you posted this chap, *cyberhugz