Chapter 31: Then...two broken people

It was 11pm on a Saturday.

I had just come back from a party and was in bed reading Pride Prejudice and Zombies.
I was so proud of myself that I hadn't drank.
That I didn't even want to.

 And now here I was at 11pm on a Saturday, in bed, reading, sober.

Suddenly my phone went off. It was a text message.
I figured it was someone from the party I had just left wondering where I went.

I glanced down and read a familiar number with no name attached and a text that said, "I miss you."

I had deleted Seth's number from my phone so I couldn't text or call him but I recognized the number.

I responded, "Is that you speaking or the scotch?"

"I've only had one glass, I miss you."

"If you miss me that much, call me tomorrow when you're not full of Johnny Blue."

"I'm not full of scotch, I'll call you tomorrow."

I had to work the next day 8-4p. I had started working Sunday mornings to give me a good excuse to not drink Saturday night.
My phone rang around 10am.
It was Seth.
I nervously answered. I wasn't sure what he had to say now that he was sober.
He talked like nothing was wrong and we hadn't broken up.

It caught me off guard.

I asked him "What do you want, I'm at work?"

He paused and then said "Guess this is a bad time to talk?"

I told him he could call me later and we would talk.
After I got out of work I went home.
I waited all afternoon with a knot in my stomach for him to call.
He never did.

Finally around 8pm I texted him, "Thanks for the call back... guess you really missed me."
He responded with "I've been busy with my kids."
We argued back and forth about why he didn't call me until finally he said "Forget I ever even texted you."

I was pissed! You don't just do that! You don't wait for someone to forget you and then come back into their lives and disappear just as quick! Who does that?

I called Seth.
He answered and I told him exactly what I thought about his midnight text messages and then his not calling me.
He told me I sounded so unexcited to talk to him that morning he'd figured I had moved on.
I said I hadn't.
He asked me who I was with the night before.
...I wasn't with anyone.
 He didn't believe me.
 I told him he didn't need to believe me, I told him I was done trying to convince people what the truth is, and got ready to hang up.

He asked me not to go. I waited.
He asked me if I would come over tomorrow so we could talk face to face.

I said yes.
We hung up and I felt.... excited.... excited at the possibility tomorrow would bring.

It was past 11pm and my phone rang again.

It was Seth, "Quick turn on the TV!! Osama's dead"

I flew to the living room to turn on the TV and saw Barack Obama say Osama Bin Laden was killed.
His body was dumped in the sea.

Seth said I was the first person he thought to call to share this with.

There was hope after all... two broken people healing one crack at a time.