We stood there for hours, just crying and holding hands.
"Sorry I'm late, I had some divorce papers to work out."
No one really responded to her. We just opened up the circle for her and she accepted it.
"Hey Alicia," I greeted her softly.
I stood there for a long time until she finally stood up.
"Simon and I... we broke up." She threw it out there and it landed on me like a bomb.
"Um, you and Simon broke up?"
"Yeah. A while ago actually."
"When?" I asked incredulously.
"Well it was before---."
"I assume so---." She retreated but looked as if she wanted to say more. My heart was leaping and pumping harder than ever. These were not the reactions I wanted my body to make at this news. I thought I had gotten over Simon.
"Were you going to say something?"
"No, forget it."
"No, go on."
"Okay," she took a deep breath. "Aren't you going to ask me why we broke up?"
"No, that's personal but if you want to tell me I'm okay with it."
Questions raced through my mind. Should I tell her that Simon had basically cheated on her too? I mean, all we had done was share a few harmless kisses, but it was still cheating even if nothing too harmful had happened.
"Oh. Yeah, I think I read about that in the paper but they didn't mention him."
Then she asked me what I hadn't wanted to tell her. "Why did he call you? I mean, I know you're kind of like family since he was married to me and, no offense, but I just can't understand why he would call you."
"Promise." We were just like little kids again.
"I'm kind of in love with him. Or at least I was. We were sort of lovers. Well, that's what he wanted to be, but when he called me I broke up with him and didn't let him explain. I feel terrible about it now." She was silent. "Alicia?"
My temper flared. I'm not sure if it was because our mother was laying dead in the ground a few yards away or what but I was angry.
"Why didn't you tell me you two had broken up?" I hissed. "That would have been nice to know."
"You could do neither of them."
"That's not helping," I glared.
"So," she started trying to make conversation while I calmed my throbbing head. "I cheated a cheater."
"No!" I snapped.
It was silent for a while.
"What do you mean?" I asked through gritted teeth. She really wasn't making this process easy.
"What?" I said impatiently.
She backed down a little as if afraid of getting punished. "When I told him about me cheating he didn't seem that mad. I thought it was because he was just a super nice guy and too innocent to do anything but I think it's because of you. It makes so much more sense now."
"No, but now I hate that man. He probably wanted to get divorced. He was probably happy I cheated on him because of then he could go running back to you." She was on a rant but I quickly stopped her.
"No! Stop! Keep me out of this, Alicia. And don't say you hate him, he's a very nice man. Urg, you frustrate me to no end sometimes."
"It's because I thought he was still with you! And it was not just a 'little relationship'. I've known him longer than you. It was very... complicated."
"Sorry, but I thought you said you cut him off before he could say anything?"
"I DID! And do you know how much I regret it. Oh, this is the worst day ever." I felt like crying.
"So are you staying with Luke?"
"I DON'T KNOW!!!!"
"So what are you going to do again?" She asked.
I clenched my fists and took a deep breath. Now that I think about it those didn't really work for me. "Alicia, let's just forget it and wait a few days. I need to think about it."
"Okay. I understand. Sorry for pressing you so badly. You take your time. Truce?" Now this was one thing I liked about Alicia.
I nodded and pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm sorry for getting so mad at you. I guess all the tension with mom and all this Simon/Luke stuff just needed to come out. Thanks for being here for me sis."
"Laura?" I asked.
"Calista Smith!? Is that you?"
Immediately I was relaxed at the idea of being in Luke's arms. I knew I could tell him everything and he would do his best to comfort me.
"We couldn't wait," was their excuse.
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Hmmm, I guess this post doesn't really count as part of the baby aspect of the challenge but oh well. I just split the post up because I didn't want to keep you guys waiting too long, otherwise you'd have had to wait a LONG time for this entire post to come out! Short and more frequent is how I'm going to try setting up this part of the story. :)