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“Lo…” I shake my head. “How did everything get so screwed up? A year ago, today I was…”
“Way more miserable. Don’t start.”
“I just mean my life was less complicated.”
“A loveless marriage probably does that. You were also bored out of your mind. At least now your life is interesting.”
“Cute.” I nod.
“Should we start thinking of names? Obviously, Lauren if it’s a girl…” she jokes, and I smile at her attempt to make me feel better.
“He said if I left it was over.” The tears spring to my eyes remembering his threat.What if he makes good on it?
“You know he didn’t mean that.”
“What if he did?”
“Will is angry and upset and he thinks you abandoned him, but eventually he will see that you did this for him. Foryou. For your family.”
7:00 pm
“What the fuck!?” Drew screams as he paces my bedroom. I lay on the bed with an icepack on my head as I try to numb the headache. “I should have known something was off when we went out last weekend. Younevergo that hard. What the fuck, man?”
“I know. Iknow.”I pull off the icepack and stare at my angry brother who hasn’t stopped yelling since I told him everything that has been happening the last two weeks.
“Fuck.” He drops like a log next to me on my bed. “But she’s a wreck, man. You know she loves you.”
“The rational part of me knows that.”
“And the irrational?” he asks.
“The irrational wants me to go over to Lauren’s and drag her out of there and bring her back here where she belongs.”
“It sounds like she just wants you to get yourself together.”
“Thank you, Dr. Obvious. It’s not that simple. And you need a support system. One she up and bailed from.”
“She’s not bailing, Will.”
“And how would you know?”
“Because I know what it looks like when someone bails, and that’s not it. She knew if she stayed you wouldn’t change, or it would be a temporary fix, and then you’d fall back into old patterns. She had to show you she was serious. You’re hurting yourself, Will, and she doesn’t want to sit around and watch you do that. That’s not bailing. That’s love.”
“You would know what it looks like when someone bails,” I snort as I get up and make my way out of my bedroom.
I can hear him right on my heels. “What the fuck does that mean?”
“Forget it, you hungry? I haven’t eaten today, and I’m fucking starving.”
“No Will, what does that even mean?”
“Pizza okay?”
“WILL!” he screams, and I turn to look at him.
“What?”
He’s silent, and it’s as if I don’t need to answer, because his face falls. “I didn’t bail on you.”
