Thread: An Unexpected  Reunion  (SithMistress & DeviantAngel)

Aubrey was just walking in the door of her home when her phone vibrated in her pocket. Knowing it was a reply from Holly, she decided to wait, as she needed to be in an isolated room to reply and, quite possibly, cry. Her mother was in the kitchen finishing up dinner when Aubrey walked in. How was your day? She asked, stirring some spices into the pot of whatever it was she was cooking. It smelled wonderful, whatever it was. Busy. A multi car pile up on the turnpike today. 25 injuries, all came to us. 3 DOA. Not the most fun shift. I'm going to go get changed for dinner. Aubrey's mother nodded and went back to cooking while Aubrey walked out to the hallway leading toward her bedroom. As she walked, she stripped out of her lab coat and scrub top, clad only in her bra. As she stepped into her bedroom, she dropped the clothing on her bed and untied the scrub bottoms, letting them fall to the floor with a whisper. She pulled out a scoop neck t-shirt and jeans and slid them on. She was feeling better when she heard her cell phone vibrate a reminder. 'No time like the present,' Aubrey thought as she reached into her lab coat and pulled out her phone. Reading the text, she felt tears welling up in her eyes once more. Holly was proving to be more callous and blameless than Aubrey could ever have imagined. While she didn't quite expect Holly to take all of the blame for their estrangement, she appeared to be saying that, if they'd never been in a relationship, she would have probably spoken with her in the past few years. Holly was trying to apologize or understand, but the text made everything sound like it was planned. That Holly broke up with her to protect her own feelings and to hell with everyone else. I know you think you can imagine my pain, but you can't. You can't know the many nights I cried myself to sleep. You can't know the crushing depression I fell into. I understand that you were trying to protect your own feelings and all, but to not have the courtesy to address my own really hurt. As painful as it may have been to keep up contact, not keeping any contact hurt me more. I'm not trying to diminish your own pain, but rather to ask why you didn't even consider how I might feel about this. I always considered you in everything I did. Sometimes going out of my way to accommodate you, because I cared. I feel like you didn't care about me, because you didn't at least try and prepare me for this, or make some effort in keeping up a minimum of contact. I tried emailing you on several occasions but never received a reply. I got your phone number from your family and made several calls, all unanswered. I tried so hard, and you never acknowledged me. And I need to know why. But not like this. We'll discuss all of that in person. Tomorrow night, if all goes well at the hospital. Aubrey sent the message off. She thought she'd be sad, crying over lost love and reconciliation. Instead, she was angry. Her best friend and ex had distanced herself for what seemed like very selfish reasons. She didn't seem to care one iota about Aubrey's feelings, despite her entreaties to the contrary. Aubrey was tempted to cancel plans and just forgot all about Holly, but she knew she was just angry and emotional right now. To make such a decision would show the same lack of forethought and callousness. She walked out of her bedroom and into the kitchen to eat dinner with her mother, masking whatever after she felt. Aubrey didn't feel like discussing the issue with her mother. Not yet.