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Before I even have a chance to close out the app, I have several comments, and I can’t resist taking a quick peek.
jessYOGA: @hailienV Girl, look! She’s best friends with Emmy from that show you like! I bet that’s how they met.
I snort. “You’d lose that bet, Jess,” I murmur, scrolling down.
Loolian: OMG, how do you know all these famous people and I’ve never heard of you before?!
I roll my eyes at that. As if celebrities are only friends with other celebrities.
There are a ton of I love that show! comments that make me smile, making me even prouder of my best friend and her sweet husband. And I give a yip in accomplishment at the replies about I’ve never watched it. Looks cool though. I’ll have to give it a try, which have several responses from other fans saying things like Prepare for a binge-watch, or You’re in for a treat! If I were to try to Like each and every one of the comments coming in, I’d literally be here all night, so I resist, but I can’t help but to heart one that says I was never interested in history. Barely passed the subject in high school. But this show made me love it and now I can’t get enough! because I totally feel that in my soul and laugh out loud.
The rest of the comments are actually rather sweet and uplifting.
OMG you’re so pretty.
I love your TV stand! I love farmhouse décor *heart eyes emoji
I wish my messy buns looked like yours!
And I can’t help but shake my head and chuckle at You’re a psychologist? But you’re so hot?! And Maybe I wouldn’t have skipped my therapy appointments if my doc looked like you. Which is a little worrisome, so I click on their profile and see he’s a former Marine. So I make my one and only reply, because it’s just not in me to not help someone who might need it.
@Jarhead421 If you live near NOLA, please book an appointment and I’ll see you right away. If not, please don’t hesitate to find any help you may need. I also do phone and video chat sessions.
That sparks another slew of comments, ranging from OMG, she’s so sweet! No wonder @ChefCurtisRockwell likes her! to Ooooh, she done did it now! People gonna be blowing her ass up at work trying to get to the hottie cook! And I grimace—I didn’t think about that.
I close out the app, suddenly feeling overwhelmed once again. I go into the master bathroom and take a scalding bath, hoping to relax away all the tension inside my body. It’s starting to work, when my phone starts buzzing down on the tile floor. Since I turned off all the notifications for comments and such, I sit up, wondering what’s setting my phone off, and that’s when I realize I didn’t turn off the setting for private messages.
I grab it up quickly, going into the app once more to turn those off too, ignoring all the new Follows and Likes and Comments, when I see in bold that the message is from one ChefCurtisRockwell himself, and my heart dives into the pit of my stomach.
I’m an idiot. Of course he found me on social media. Why didn’t I think of the fact that we’ve been tagged in countless posts together all day? For some stupid reason, I thought I’d be safe from him being able to contact me, since I never gave him my phone number. I guess that’s just how frazzled I’ve been.
I bite my lip, staring at the unopened message in my inbox. If I click on it, he’ll see that I’m active on the app and read it. God only knows what he’ll say then, after the note he left me.
But try as I might, I can’t hold strong, and I give in to the urge to read it, because I cannot for the life of me get the devastated look on his face out of my head. I have to know he’s at least okay.
ChefCurtisRockwell: Did you make it home okay? Please let me know you’re safe.
My lip immediately trembles. I ran out on him, hid all day, leaving him upset before he finally left after waiting for me alone for hours, and instead of being mad at me, cussing me out for my bitch move, he messages to make sure I’m all right. Originally, I wasn’t planning to respond, expecting something much different, but I can’t do that to him.
Me: Home safe, hiding in Emmy’s tub.
ChefCurtisRockwell: FML.
ChefCurtisRockwell: In order to not picture you naked, I’m now imagining you’re literally hiding in it, fully clothed, with a butcher knife in your hand, peeking out over the edge of the tub. *monkey with covered eyes emoji
I sniff out a laugh, sinking down farther in the water.
