Chapter 8- You love me, so shut up
“I don’t get men, I really don’t” Trish complained, barging into my house with Tango racing towards her, yapping excitedly.
“Jeez.” I jumped, momentarily dropping my pen, taken by surprise at Trish’s sudden entrance.
Aerin raised her eyebrow surprised, but shifted the manuscript papers off the couch to allow Trish to sit.
“You know, I don’t think I gave you my spare key to barge in like this. What happened to manners, Trish?”
Trish rolled her eyes as she plopped down next to us,
“You love me, so shut up.”
Aerin laughed at my bewildered expression.
“Well as much as I appreciate this unexpected visit when I was trying to work on a manuscript, can you kindly explain why my best friend graced me with her presence when she should be sucking her husband’s face off, because the last time I checked I think it was their wedding anniversary!”
“Bup, bup, bup… calm your ovaries. Let me take a breather….Hi there, Aerin.”
I raised my eyebrow at her. Trish never acted like this.
“Are you drunk?”
Trish rolled her eye shadow dusted eyes at me.
1 had one glass of wine, but I’m sober.”
Oh god.
“What happened?” Aerin, the calm, sensible one asked.
Trish sighed, her face dropping.
“Dave got called to Milan, last minute. On our anniversary, Hell, I was waiting for him at Le Bistro when I get a message that Dave is currently on flight to Milan and when I question him, he’s like I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you. Ugh. Trish complained, throwing her velvet red pumps aside.
“Oh..you poor thing, come here.” I consoled, hugging her.
“What about Marvin?” Aerin asked.
“He’s at his friend’s house. Sleepover.”
I bit my lip. “Crash with me. Aerin, what about you? Fancy a girls night in?”
Aerin grinned after pondering over the thought for a minute.
“Why not? I bet Jace wouldn’t mind a guy’s night with his best friend, football and pizza.
Aerin got up to make her call.
I looked at Trish who was still wearing her fancy dress, looking sullen.
Poor thing.
“Hey, turn that frown upside down. Why don’t you go and take a nice shower? I’ll lend both of you a change of clothes. Come on.“1 encouraged, smiling at her.
Soon we were snuggled against the dozen of pillows on the couch, with tubs of Ben and Jerry’s and butter popcorn with opening credits of The Notebook rolling in. I was wearing my old pajamas. Ryan used to call them my ratty–party pajamas because of the dozens of party hats printed on them.
I shook my head. Kick out Ryan, Sophia.
It was the perfect setting for a girls night. Ben and Jerry’s, movies and friends. I could forget my worries.
By the time the movie ended, all three of us were dabbing tissues on our face, wiping the tears and blowing our noses. It felt like
high–school all over. After we had settled down, Trish opened her mouth:
“Man, I could kiss Ryan Gosling anyday, those lips.
I laughed, flicking a popcorn kernel at her.
“No, you couldn’t. You’re too much in love with Dave for that.” I stuck my tongue out at her, knowing I had hit bullseye.
We laughed as Trish turned red. The doorbell rang interrupting us from our chatter.
Till get it.” Aerin chirped and went to the door. A few seconds later we heard a thank you followed by the front door being shut.
“Yoohoo, delivery for Kristina Matthews.” Aerin sang, entering with a ginormous bouquet of Trish’s favourite flower. Red
carnations.
“Oh my god.” Trish got up, ignoring the detail that she’d been called Kristina.
Aerin set the giant bouquet down as Trish grabbed the pink card stuck between the flowers. Her eyes turned all starry as she finished reading it as a goofy smile crept up her face.
“Show us too!” I grabbed the card from her and saw that it was from dave. It read:
I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there with you on our day, but I hope you forgive me, love. Tonight when I be all alone, I be dreaming of you princess. Thank you for being my
light for the past nine years. I love you babe Happy anniversary.
Love, Dave.
literally ‘awwed‘ out loud. That was so sweet. Dave definitely won brownie points for that.
“Your husband is such a sweetheart, Trish Aerin gushed, as Trish blushed, resembling the love struck eighteen year old from
the past
Trish and Dave had started dating since they were fifteen, but somehow Trish got knocked up with Marvin when she was still eighteen, so they got married immediately. Yes, people judged and doubted if it would last, but Trish’s parents were supportive. Dave’s folks took time to gel together but they warmed up when they lay their eyes on their adorable grandson. And six years later, they were still very much in love. It was stories like these that gave me hope
“Okay. Since it is Trish’s anniversary, I say, let’s celebrate!” Aerin whooped and we agreed, cheering.
I plugged in the music system and got the music cranking high. Aerin plugged in the karaoke system as Trish brought out the wine and ordered some greasy pizza and took out more Ben and Jerry’s
It was party time. We belted out songs, one after the other, laughing at how off tune we were starting to sound.
Soon, I got tired and crawled back to the couch, while Aerin and Trish continued dancing, boogeying their hips out. My phone rang and Austin’s caller name flashed and I automatically smiled feeling little butterflies, fluttering in my belly.
“Hello?” I greeted loudly, trying to hear myself above all the noise that was being made. Well, Trish and Aerin singing ‘Im sexy and I know it can be easily passed as noise.
“Hey cupcake. Whoa, what’s with the noise? Are you at a party?”
*Somewhat. It’s girls night going on.” I explained.
“I see-” Austin was cut off by Trish who pounced on my back screaming
*Strip for me, buttercup!”
“Yeahh! Strip hotstuff!” Aerin added loudly in a deep voice.
I laughed and swatted them away, getting up
“Girls, control your libido.” I taunted as I walked to another room.
“Sorry about that. Those were my very insane friends out there. I think the wine finally affected them….anyway what are you
upto?”
Tm at my mate’s. His wife’s out so we decided to hang out at his place with pizza and some good ol‘ footy”
“So, guys night out for you, huh? That’s nice.
“Yeah, it’s nice to de–stress sometimes.”
I smiled. “It sure is.”
“Hey, I wanted to ”
Trish and Aerin barged in wicked expressions on their faces and they started moaning loudly.
My mouth dropped open.
“Yeah. Sophia…just like that, ooh, you little sexy minx!” Trish moaned loudly, imitating a stoned guy’s voice.
Hell no.
h! Sophia, ride me harder baby! Harder!” Aerin added with the same deep voice.
“Yeah!
Colour rushed to my face.
“I’m going to kill both of you.” I hissed as they continued making inchoherent grunting sounds.
I could hear Austin chuckling on the other end. Just great, I must seem like a s*x maniac now.
“Um, Austin, I’ll talk to you later. I gotta go, bye!” I sang sweetly.
Austin laughed. ‘Okay, have fun.‘
My cheeks reddened with how he dragged the fun part, mocking me.
Just great
I shut the phone and glared at the two laughing women in front of me.
“Okay, start saying your final wishes, because it’s time to die!” I lunged toward then plowing them with pillows. Tango too, joined me in taking down those two devils.
Finally, we were spent as we lay on the floor, exhausted.
“This was nice, we should do this more often.”
I grinned, “Totally.”
Half an hour later Trish and Aerin both fell asleep on the floor. I chuckled at their state and put a blanket over each of them as I prepared to sleep on the floor myself when my phone buzzed.
A cold sweat broke on my forehead as I read the text message.
You looked cute in your ratty–party pajamas. It would’ve been better if you had stripped. 😉
Ryan.
