After going to see Oscar’s friend—and lover—Sally was happy to get a call from her own friend. She was not in tears, but she was really overwhelmed by her conversation with Eliza and needed a friend.
“Sal? You are not okay, what is going on?” Mia asked her.
“Everything M, everything.”
“Did Oscar find out?”
“No.”
Sally paused in the lobby of Oscar’s building. No, he had not found out what had made her flee. She would have to tell him eventually, but now was not the time, she thought staring at her perfectly manicured fingernails. Looking around to place herself into a nook where no one would notice her, Sally made eye contact with the doorman who always eyed her. Nodding at him, she walked outside and twisted her hair.
“Sal, stop twisting your hair!”
Mia had known Sally since before she knew Oscar, and she knew that Sally was in love with him no matter how she had tried to hide it. She knew she was still in love with him and that was why she had come to New York for him. Nothing had been an accident this time. All of this was intentional. Maybe Eliza was sour because she had resurrected her thing with him, and when Sally came back Oscar was with her.
Sally had wanted him and there was no denying that now she needed him, and she was not going to let Eliza stand in her way. But she knew that Oscar really did care what Eliza thought.
“You are thinking so hard I can hear you in California!” Mia burst into laughter.
“Stop predicting everything I do Mia!” Sally burst into her own laughter. Their friendship was practically clairvoyant—they were that in tune with each other. “I have to go Mia…”
“Oscar…”
Sally nodded which she was sure that Mia could sense, and hung up. Oscar walked toward her with extended arms like wings.
His embrace felt warm and calmed her.
“I missed you,” he said, and held her close.
Sally almost cried because she did not want to lose that sensation ever. She did not want to not be in his arms again. Eliza probably would not say anything about her visit because it did not make her look very good either, but that did not mean she was not a smear on their relationship.
Sally hugged Oscar tighter, and sucked on his lower lip desperately. He pulled her in more, and she almost felt like they could withstand anything.
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Friends are so important 🙂
Rebel xox
and Sally needed one after Eliza and the knife!😳