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She doesn’t say it, but I swear I can hear it. “See me.”
My heart drops, my stomach sinks, and all because I feel sorry for her, because I know that feeling, and when you experience something like that, you one hundred percent recognize it in others.
“Hey.” I swallow and get up, pressing the phone to my ear. “Are you okay?”
I hear her gasp. It’s a few seconds before she goes. “Nobody ever asks me that.”
“Well, that’s sad.”
She laughs. “Life is sad, I prefer to live in the sadness and shadows.”
“Then how do you ever see the light?”
“Says someone I’m assuming lives the same way.”
I almost drop the phone. Instead, I leave the room. I leave Chloe and I talk to Sophie. I take a step into the living room. What the hell am I even doing? “Get a pen.”
She says nothing until finally. “I’m ready.”
“She’s still sleeping.”
I don’t know why I say it, and after I give her my address.
After all of it.
After it all.
My concern for Chloe, my underlying understanding of Sophie—things feel weird. I stand outside and grip the balcony, watching the waves crash against the rocks.
Something shifts in the wind.
Something strong.
Something disposable maybe, something new or old? Something that might change things.
But just like the waves—it’s never the same.
I don’t know what I’m doing with my life, with Chloe, with the strong feelings I have, but I know something’s coming.
I count the waves as nervousness takes over.
“Hey,” a voice sounds.
It’s not Chloe.
“I let myself in after knocking a billion times.”
I bark out a laugh. “Damn, you sound like a bitch all the time, or is this just a me problem?”
Sophie walks up to me and grips the balcony, her hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail, she has no makeup on and is wearing sweats. “Maybe it’s me.”
“Mmmm, no self-control with resting bitch face? Is that an actual condition?”
She turns to me, crossing her arms over her white sweat outfit, biting down on her bottom lip. “Should it be? I gotta admit, I’ve never seen it in the DSMV.”
“The fact you even know what that is, wow, either impressive or concerning, I’m not sure which? I mean, do you watch Dateline, I heard that was a red flag for sociopaths.”
Her smile is finally easy, free as she looks out at the waves. “I hate crime.”
