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care too. Eventually though, he moved to the
side, leaving his hand around her as his head found that hollow in
her neck to nestle into.
“ I
love you,” he murmured, his version of apology.
“ Yeah,
I know. I love you too,” she replied. “Just sometimes,
I’m not sure I like you.”
Allen
laughed, “You like me just fine. You just can’t remember
it when you’re annoyed.”
Frances
smiled. “Touché,” she said closing her eyes.
“ So…friends
again?” he asked sleepily.
“ Best
Friends,” she replied dropping of to sleep.
Three
weeks’ later, she’d been in an accident, reversing out of
their driveway.
Chapter 6
Hey
Kareem, according to my book we’re pretty close so I have
something to ask you. When you get this message could you call me
back?
Frances
hit the send button and then sat back on her chair. She was in her
study, spying on her own life through her laptop. She’d looked
at her Facebook page, which had mostly writing-related stuff and a
lot of photos of her and Allen all dressed up attending various
things. Or herself alone attending various things. Her updates were
funny, sarcastic and self deprecating; it looked like, online anyway,
she had it all together. Her twitter was even more work-related with
announcements of various locations where she’d be doing book
signings and appearances. There were a few personal posts, also funny
or self deprecating. Very few of them had anything to do with her
actual life. She sighed, resolving to go make some coffee and think
about more important matters…like the constant, 24/7 nausea
that was assailing her life right now; or the fact that she and Allen
were living in limbo thanks to her memory loss. Her phone went off,
taking her out of her head for a bit.
“ Girl,
whatchu goin through?” Kareem’s voice said.
“ I’m
just…I’m pregnant,” she blurted out and held her
breath for his/her reaction.
“ What?”
Kareem yelled into her receiver, making her move the phone as far
from her ear as it could go.
“ From
that reaction, I take it this isn’t good news?” she said
when the echo had dissipated.
“ No!
Of course it's…it's just that…I…I mean it's
great,” he stuttered to a stop at last.
“ Like…seriously?
Could you sound less devastated about it then?”
“ I’m
sorry. It's just that…” Kareem sighed. “Babies are
so permanent.”
“ And
this relationship isn’t right?” she finished for him.
“ What
makes you say that?” Kareem asked at once.
“ I
figured that was what you meant,” Frances said.
“ No,
I just, God Fran, I’m still in love with you, you know that,”
he said in a defeated tone.
“ What?
Really? No, I didn’t fucking know that. It didn’t say
that in my book,” she protested, completely thrown by this
confession. “Is this something you and I like…talk about
or…?” Her breathing was coming hard and fast. Just what
kind of tangled up love life did she have ?
“ Nah,
of course we don’t talk about it. I mean I made a choice and so
did you. We live with the consequences.”
“ It
sounds so complicated, why are we such good friends then?”
“ Because
that’s all we can be,” Kareem said.
“ So…if
you weren’t…and I wasn’t…”
Frances stuttered.
“ Naw…Allen
always came first with you. Even when we were together…”
Kareem sighed.
“ But…I
didn’t cheat on you or nothin did I?” she asked afraid of
the answer.
“ No,
of course not. You were the best girlfriend a guy could ask for.”
“ Well…that’s
a relief,” Frances said with a laugh. “In light of that
though, you still wanna come spend some time with us? Maybe add to
the awkwardness factor in my life a little?”
“ Baby,
I can’t wait,” he said and she could hear the smile in
his voice.
“ Well…good.
Because you seem like a really good guy.”
“ Unlike
Allen you mean?”
“ That
is not what I said,” Frances protested.
“ You
don’t need to front for me
side, leaving his hand around her as his head found that hollow in
her neck to nestle into.
“ I
love you,” he murmured, his version of apology.
“ Yeah,
I know. I love you too,” she replied. “Just sometimes,
I’m not sure I like you.”
Allen
laughed, “You like me just fine. You just can’t remember
it when you’re annoyed.”
Frances
smiled. “Touché,” she said closing her eyes.
“ So…friends
again?” he asked sleepily.
“ Best
Friends,” she replied dropping of to sleep.
Three
weeks’ later, she’d been in an accident, reversing out of
their driveway.
Chapter 6
Hey
Kareem, according to my book we’re pretty close so I have
something to ask you. When you get this message could you call me
back?
Frances
hit the send button and then sat back on her chair. She was in her
study, spying on her own life through her laptop. She’d looked
at her Facebook page, which had mostly writing-related stuff and a
lot of photos of her and Allen all dressed up attending various
things. Or herself alone attending various things. Her updates were
funny, sarcastic and self deprecating; it looked like, online anyway,
she had it all together. Her twitter was even more work-related with
announcements of various locations where she’d be doing book
signings and appearances. There were a few personal posts, also funny
or self deprecating. Very few of them had anything to do with her
actual life. She sighed, resolving to go make some coffee and think
about more important matters…like the constant, 24/7 nausea
that was assailing her life right now; or the fact that she and Allen
were living in limbo thanks to her memory loss. Her phone went off,
taking her out of her head for a bit.
“ Girl,
whatchu goin through?” Kareem’s voice said.
“ I’m
just…I’m pregnant,” she blurted out and held her
breath for his/her reaction.
“ What?”
Kareem yelled into her receiver, making her move the phone as far
from her ear as it could go.
“ From
that reaction, I take it this isn’t good news?” she said
when the echo had dissipated.
“ No!
Of course it's…it's just that…I…I mean it's
great,” he stuttered to a stop at last.
“ Like…seriously?
Could you sound less devastated about it then?”
“ I’m
sorry. It's just that…” Kareem sighed. “Babies are
so permanent.”
“ And
this relationship isn’t right?” she finished for him.
“ What
makes you say that?” Kareem asked at once.
“ I
figured that was what you meant,” Frances said.
“ No,
I just, God Fran, I’m still in love with you, you know that,”
he said in a defeated tone.
“ What?
Really? No, I didn’t fucking know that. It didn’t say
that in my book,” she protested, completely thrown by this
confession. “Is this something you and I like…talk about
or…?” Her breathing was coming hard and fast. Just what
kind of tangled up love life did she have ?
“ Nah,
of course we don’t talk about it. I mean I made a choice and so
did you. We live with the consequences.”
“ It
sounds so complicated, why are we such good friends then?”
“ Because
that’s all we can be,” Kareem said.
“ So…if
you weren’t…and I wasn’t…”
Frances stuttered.
“ Naw…Allen
always came first with you. Even when we were together…”
Kareem sighed.
“ But…I
didn’t cheat on you or nothin did I?” she asked afraid of
the answer.
“ No,
of course not. You were the best girlfriend a guy could ask for.”
“ Well…that’s
a relief,” Frances said with a laugh. “In light of that
though, you still wanna come spend some time with us? Maybe add to
the awkwardness factor in my life a little?”
“ Baby,
I can’t wait,” he said and she could hear the smile in
his voice.
“ Well…good.
Because you seem like a really good guy.”
“ Unlike
Allen you mean?”
“ That
is not what I said,” Frances protested.
“ You
don’t need to front for me
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