𝑳𝑨 𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑼𝑿 𝑭𝑳𝑬𝑼𝑹𝑺

୭̥⋆*｡✽ 𝐥𝐢𝐱.

september 8th, 2018
LITA

4H30.

That's how long the drive to my sister's is. And that's how much time I've spent replaying Scarlett and I's fight in my head. All the things we said that shouldn't have been said, the break I asked for...

I started regretting everything I said the minute I stepped out of her apartment, when it really dawned on me what I had just done. I shouldn't have said that, and I wish I had kept my cool instead of just blowing up. In the heat of the moment, I wanted to hurt her as much as she hurt me, but I went too far.

I tried turning on the radio to drown my thoughts, it didn't really work. First Kiss started playing, and naturally I began to cry my eyes out. I cried so much I had to pull over because my vision was too blurry to continue driving safely. Yeah I didn't need a song reflecting my anger, confusion and frustration. I didn't need a song describing the absolute sadness I am currently experiencing. The sadness of of having stained something special, all the memories, and the hopes I had for the future.

Instead, I continued to drive in silent. It was quiet... too quiet.

It is 2:30am when I arrive, taking everyone by surprise. I had to ring Violet and Eric a couple of times before one of them even answers and a second later, Violet rushes down to open the front door for me. Sleep leaves her eyes as soon as she sees me. Maybe I should have texted her before leaving New York, I guess it slipped my mind. "Lita?!"

"Hey!" I greet her, my voice small and shaky, but I'm tired and cold, and I just spent a good time crying in my car. She pulls me in her arms, and then she pulls me up the stairs. Inside the apartment, I see more people waiting for me, including my brother-in-law of co urge but also my parents that I wasn't expecting to see today.

"Hi–"

Mom doesn't let me speak as she first slaps my arm and scolds me before pulls me into a tight hug. With the help of her hand on the back of my hand, I bury myself into her and dad joins us only a second later, his hand rubbing my back slowly. "You didn't answer us we were getting worried! I sweat if it weren't for Erin calling us, we would be on our way to New York City already!"

I frown and mumble against her neck, "I'm sorry."

Mom shakes her head and pulls out of the hug. "No, no, none of that."

"It's late, why don't we head to bed. Your brother will be there in the morning." Dad reasons. He's right, it's late, and they're all up because of me. And while I don't feel like being alone right now, I can't bare to keep them up. That'd be selfish of me as they're all exhausted. It's clear on their faces, Mom is stiffening a yawn and Violet keeps rubbing her eyes.

"My office is free, you can sleep in there." Violet offers and yeah, she has a sleeper sofa in there, and that sounds way better than the uncomfortable living room couch.

We all go to bed, or back to bed for them. I have to make the bed as quietly as possible now. I start with the cushions, removing the base of the sofa. I set them aside before lifting the bar at the front of the seat to pull the mattress out.  I grip it firmly with both hands and pull it up and out at the same time. The bed frame slides right out.

I grab linens out of a drawer. Exhaustion starts to hit me now, as my movements finally slow down, and it feels like it's taking forever. But eventually, I finish making the bed. I quickly change into a pair of short and pull out a new shirt shirt before slipping under the covers. I check my messages to tell Erin I made it safely, and thank Elizabeth for her kind words. I notice Scarlett's message and click on it.

angel
september 7th, 2018

angel
I know you asked for a break but...
Goodnight Lita
Delivered 9:23pm