Thread: ...And a Baby Makes Three (Hayden Stone & Cosmic)

Hayden sat back, listening to Tessa speak about change. She knew there was a lot of emotional stress on Tessa's plate anyways, and here she was dumping more emotional stress. She leaned on the arm rest of the sofa, watching her friend vent, just sitting there as someone who'd actually listen to her as a person. Hayden was a little irritated with her ex. No, she was extreamly irritated. And Hayden wasn't one to hold back an opinion, the opinion stood out quite strongly. However, those three years Tessa seemed to be happy. And who was Hayden to ruin the happiness? Initially, Tessa was sincerely happy. But then things changed and Hayden had picked up on the fights, the arguments, the change . She wasn't sure what changed Houston's attitude towards Tessa. Prior to the wedding, the couple seemed perfect. Sickenly perfect. Hayden remembered standing as a bridesmaid, watching her best friend confess vows that Hayden herself could never create. Not that Hayden didn't see herself settling down, but the power behind those words were so potent. And to see it all go to shit really effeced Hayden. Perhaps that's why it was 2am and she was here still having Tessa's back. It was kind of a wake-up call, that things don't last forever. Her parent's death, the loss of Megan and gain...and loss again..., and her career...it was all short-term. The past three years, Hayden has tried to get something, anything , that could be long-term for her life. Perhaps it was just her friendship with Tessa. But at least she had something. She took in a breath, her tone changing from a curious one to a sincere one. I'm really sorry about the marriage. It was something she was trying to avoid talking about because it even got herself riled up with anger and passion. She hated seeing Tessa being mistreated. She smirked lightly at the thought. But you're not behind on yourself. You were fooled by love. Love is man's greatest fall... or something like that. Hayden said, waving it off. Has Hayden ever been in love? No. Of course not. She wouldn't sicken herself with such an illness. Call her bitter, call her pessimistic, but look at the facts. Love has never worked out in Hayden's favor. Perhaps that's why she was constantly in denial about her love life. She looked back at the clock, seeing the time and knowing that tomorrow they'd have time to catch up and such. I hate to cut our talk short... but it might be best if we call it a night. She said, rubbing her eyes again. I have this job interview thing... There was a hint of frustration to her voice. I hate it. I hate it all. Searching for a job is like searching for great sex. She said standing up. Finding it is a bitch, and getting it doesn't last long. She shook her head, finishing off her tea. Come on, I'll show you your room! She said, happily. She clearly had put some effort into setting up a decent guest room for anyone to move into. She walked her down the narrow hall, there were some picture frames with Hayden's artwork displayed in them. She opened the door to a room, not very large, but enough to cozily fit a queen bed, a couple of nightstands, and a dresser into. The bedsheets were a clean white, with a burgandy focus wall, as well as light brown accent walls. It's not much, but eventually we can add your little details into it. She said, with a small smile. There was another room, smaller across the hall from Tessa's new bedroom that could fit a desk, a bookshelf, and a printer. That's the office area... if you need the computer or anything, you're free to use it. She said. Her room was right at the end of the hall. Not much larger than Tessa's room, but the door was shut enough to not tell.