Is It Time?
(He said--I know what he said. You need to move on, with someone you trust, someone more stable--I'm not even stable 100% of the time!!!)
Well, the only way I'm going to better myself is if I have all the facts. I can't keep circling like this. (I need to hear why he left in the first place...am I the problem in all of this?)
At the end of the day, it's time to go home, but I can't get out of my chair. *nervously staring at his number on my phone, all set to dial @extremeskate*
*takes a deep breath and hits the call button*
"Hey..."
I was about to close up the park and head home when my phone rang. It was Amanda. She hadn't called in weeks. I started to ignore it, but maybe it was about Robby. I hadn't seen him in a month.
"Hello?"
âAnd what did you decide?â @mamabearlarusso
(Why does he have to make this so hard? Maybe because he knows his worth and you should to!?) "Well, I've really been through some crazy shit, the past year. Really scrambled the eggs good. Made me start to revert back to a part of my life I thought I had left behind. Made me act like a stupid kid with her head up her ass. Made me hurt people that trusted me, people that I...care about, very much.
*blinks away the tear forming and looks at something--anything else, to try and change the subject* "I...uh, I had a long talk with Sam and I'm working on getting better. For myself, for ALL my kids, and maybe, if I'm lucky...someone special."
âThatâs good. Iâm glad you are trying to be better for you and your kids. Am I the someone special? That seemed to be the biggest problem we had last time. You werenât sure who you wanted.â @mamabearlarusso
(I knew it! It was my fault. DUH!)
There are times when all the world's asleep
The questions run too deep
*stands up and starts to walk around the room, sees the light from Drew's desk* (no one else is here, but me and the guards, I can't exactly fake an emergency at this time of night...Rick would be here in a second, if he thought I was in trouble. Or at least he would have before...time to suck it up, buttercup...answer the man!)
'i don't know about starting over, Amanda. A lot has happened. How about dinner and we'll see how it goes from there?'
*stomach ties itself in knots during that long pause* (Really putting yourself on that ledge, aren't ya? Well, just gotta hope for a soft landing, this time.)
*Hears the hesitation in his voice* (Hope he doesn't hear the worry in mine.) *tries to put on a strong smile* "Dinner? That sounds nice. As long as it's not same place where Robby switched the ketchup and the hot sauce on Anthony, and we got it instead."
'It'll be somewhere nice, I promise. Real napkins and everything.'











