The days quickly came and went. And when Sam returned to pick up the last few items, Cat was there…waiting at the kitchen table. She made one final attempt to get Sam to stay.

“Sam, please…don’t go, I don’t want you to go..” She pleaded.
Sam grabbed her cell phone from the table as she lashed out. “And then what Cat? What? We could invite Frankie over and be one happy family? I can’t do that Cat, I can’t share you! It hurts too much…”

And with that Sam left. Cat was overwhelmed by the amount of emotion Sam showed in that brief moment. It surprised her and it made her realise that there was more to Sam than she knew, so many more dimensions to her as a person. Cat felt guilty, she realised that she never really gave Sam a chance to open up. Most of their time together was spent talking about her friends or Frankie or her parents. She hardly new anything about Sam. She knew she was close to her Dad, but what about her Mum? She knew Sam was an only child, but who was her best friend? What made her heart melt? So many questions unasked…and unanswered.

Cat finally dragged herself from the table, locked the front door and headed to bed. As she lay there staring at her phone, she wondered if Sam would ever forgive her. She had to tell Sam the truth, she couldn’t lie anymore, but who knew the truth could cut so deeply. Cat needed to take her mind off the whole situation. She wondered how her friends were. She hadn’t seen Tess since she started dating the neighbor. And no word from Jay since the party. He took time off from work and no one seemed to know when he’d be back. “How did things get so messed up” she thought. And what about Frankie? No word from her since that night…Should she try to call her or text her? Cat decided against it and figured it was probably best to get some sleep.

Sam finally got everything into her new flat, with the help of her Dad. She hated moving, but was happy to find a place that was furnished and not to far from work or her Dad.

“You ok Sammie?” Her Dad’s voice pulled her away from her thoughts.

“Yeah Dad, I’m fine.” She lied. “Do you want to stay for dinner? We could order in…”

“Actually I’m headed out on the town tonight.” He said proudly.

“Is that so? Do you mean you have a date? Sam teased.

“As a matter of fact, I do…see you later my Sammie.” He gestured as he leaned in to kiss her on the forehead. “Take care of yourself.” He added, as he left the flat.

Sam would leave the unpacking for another day. Right now she was exhausted. Not so much from the heavy lifing of boxes, but of the heavy emotions that had consumed her all week. I have got to snap out of this she thought…I just have to. The old Sam would have been back on track days ago. But that was before Cat. Everything’s different now.