I didn't know how long I sat there, screaming and crying, wishing things were different. That I was different. My breaths slowly started to even out and my eyes felt swollen and heavy. I was almost asleep when my phone chimed, alerting me to a new text. I ignored it, not wanting to talk to anyone, not even Jason, especially Jason. I groaned as my phone started ringing only minutes later.
Pushing myself up off the couch, I looked around for my phone. I couldn't see it anywhere, but that wasn't surprising, I had somehow trashed my whole living room. I wonder how that happened? Hear the sarcasm? Couch pillows were strewn about, magazines thrown haphazardly across the room, the pages bent and torn. I stepped around the mess as best as I could, but still managed to step on the empty carton of ice cream from earlier. I hopped on one foot, hating the feeling of the sticky substance on my foot as I walked walked across my wood floors. The phone stopped ringing, but before I could sigh in relief it started ringing not even two seconds later.
"Shit." I mumbled. I stopped for a second to listen, to see if I could get a better idea of where my phone was. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen. The ringing stopped again, before I could even move towards to kitchen doorway. "Thank god. I didn't want to talk to you, whoever you were, anyways."
I turned to go back into my living room, until I remembered the sticky ice cream on the bottom of my foot. "God, that's so gross." I muttered as I hobbled over to the kitchen. As I stepped into the small, cluttered apartment kitchen my cell phone started ringing once again. "Oh my god! Seriously? Leave me the fuck alone!" I whimpered. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I was so not in the right set of mind to be socializing at the moment.
I quickly made my way over the the kitchen sink, turning on the hot water as I grabbed a handful of napkins that sat in a small wicker basket on top of the beige, worn out counter top. I let the water warmed up while looking for my ringing cell phone. I found it sitting on top of the little microwave that was shoved into a corner of the kitchen, next to the out-dated coffee pot. Grabbing for the annoying thing, I looked at the caller ID and almost started crying again.
Jason was calling. Obviously it was important, he had called me three times now. Closing my eyes, I slid my finger across the touch screen and watched as the call connected. I brought the phone up to my ear, ready to tell him some lame excuse as to why I wasn't in the mood to talk. Yeah, that plan went to hell as I heard him sobbing on the other side of the phone.
"Jason? What's wrong?" I was panicking, Jason only ever cried for two reasons. Either someone had died, or his most recent boyfriend broke up with him. I honestly hoped it was the latter, going through a break up is a lot easier to handle than a death.
"H-he l-left....m-me." Jason cried into the phone. My heart hurt hearing him cry, I never liked his boyfriend, none of them really, but I never wanted him to get hurt. I just wanted him to be happy.
"Oh sweetie..." I sighed. What could I say really? That his boyfriend was an idiot? That he left the most amazing guy, for what I didn't know, but it was the stupidest thing that nimrod had ever done? Yeah I should probably say all that, but I was trying hard not to cry myself. His sobbing was tearing my heart out.
"What happened sweetie? Talk to me. Please. You know I hate hearing you cry, love." I spoke softly.
"I can't! Oh god, Cassie...it hurts. I hurts so much!" He wailed, I could barely understand him.
I sighed, knowing what I had to do wasn't going to be easy at the moment. "Do you want me to come over sweetie? I'll bring Ice cream, pizza, beer, and really sappy romantic movies that we can cry about and then yell at the people who get their happy ever afters." I almost cringed at the part about the movies. I seriously didn't want to watch anymore sappy movies, but if that's what my best friend needed, then that's what I'll give him. Hell, it was one of the only things I could give him that he'd want from me.
"Yes. Please, just come over. I need you, Cassie. I need my best friend." He whispered.
I choked on a cry that wanted to come out at his words. They were like a stake to the heart. I sucked in a deep breath, the words coming out of my mouth second nature to me.
"Of course sweetie. I'm on my way. I'll be there as fast as possible. I'll see you soon, okay?" I was on auto-pilot, saying what a best friend, and only a best friend, would say. I couldn't actually tell him how I really felt, that seeing him would hurt me, would probably drive the stake that he's driven into my heart, unintentionally of course, deeper. As much as I hated how I couldn't be the one to love him the way he deserved, I would do everything I could to make his pain go away, even if it killed me.
"Okay. Thank you, princess. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you, you know that right? You're my best friend, I couldn't imagine my life without you." He sounded calmer for the moment, but I knew it wouldn't last. He'd go back to crying as soon as he hung up the phone.
I swallowed thickly. "I know, Jason. I love you, too." I could barely get the words out without losing it. I covered my mouth with my free hand as I whimpered. I didn't know how I was going to survive this night, but I'd have to suck it up. The man I was in love with needed me, even if it was just as a shoulder to cry on, and I would have to be dead or dying to not be there with him.
"Hurry, okay? But be safe, don't need you getting into accident on your way here, lots of partying going on tonight for some damn reason." He grumbled as he sniffled.
"Promise. See you soon, sweetie." I said.
"Bye, princess." He sniffled again before he hung up, as my heart constricted. I've always loved when he called me princess. It made me feel special, cherished. I shook my head, trying to get the heart crushing thought out of my mind. He'd never cherish me like I wanted him to.
I set my phone down on the counter as a tear slid down my face. I didn't know how I was going to get through this night without breaking down or going out to find his jackass of an ex and beat the stupid out of him.
"Fuckin' idiot." I mumbled as I turned towards the sink, turning it off and deciding to just jump in the shower instead. I was a mess and I wasn't about to let Jason see me like I was now, no way in hell.
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