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One Day At A Time – (Chapter: You Have to Go There to Come Back)
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It broke us. That morning completely obliterated us, then again there is no us, so really, it only got me, it only ripped through me, tearing me to bits in the process, leaving only the shattered remains to be salvaged. But that was 10 days ago, 52 beers and 15 shots of Vodka ago, and more accurately 30 unanswered calls and 10 voicemail messages ago, and now, as I start on beer number 53, I’m too numbed to feel how broken I know I am.
“I thought I’d find you here,” She says as she enters the room, stepping over my body, and making her way to the piano and taking a seat on the bench. “wallowing in self-pity.”
I sit up from my spot on the floor and rest my back against the wall before taking another sip of my drink. Setting it down, I reach for my phone and proceed to scroll through my recent calls. “Hmm, well this is strange, according to my phone here, I didn’t call and invite you over, so feel free to leave.” Tossing my phone to the side, I down the rest of number 53 and grab number 54.
“You do realize how pathetic this is right?” She says gesturing at our surroundings, which include bottles upon bottles and music sheets.
“At least I’m sending out the right vibes.”
She gets up off the bench and kneels in front of me. “Ash-”
“Whatever you have to say Kyla, I don’t wanna hear it.” My eyes are half closed and my head is lolling to the side as I gesture towards her with number 54. “I just wanna sit here and drink.” I add a nod to emphasize my point while grabbing for number 55.
“Well that’s too bad ‘cause we’re talking.” She moves to sit beside me.
I don‘t turn to face her, I just stare at the piano in front of us. “No. I don’t wanna talk about her, I don’t wanna talk about us, I don’t even wanna talk about me.”
“Well, that’s a first.” She says as she starts to laugh.
I smile, it‘s strained but it‘s a smile. I bring number 56 to my lips, having long finished number 55, before I speak. “Misery will do that, I hear it’s quite humbling actually.” We‘re quiet for a long time before I turn to look at her. I can tell she wants to say something, so when she opens her mouth to speak, I cut her off. “I mean it Kyla, no Spencer talk.”
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It took over a year for Ashley to finally get some sense knocked into her and truly fight for Spencer and their relationship. Cheating is a big hurdle to overcome and when trust is lost, it is hard to get back. Ashley has a lot of work ahead of her. As for Spencer, I wonder if she told Stacey about her roll in the sack with Ashley. I hope she did or she will continue to be on the same level as Ashley. She’s already a cheater but she needs to come clean with Stacey if she hasn’t already. Thanks for the update. This story has become my crack for the past week during my study breaks. PMS!!!!