The Facebook Breakup, Part 4
Foul Language Alert (not kidding). Continued from Part 3...I looked at the empty chair; the sleeping bag momentarily held her imprint.
“That’s odd,” I said out loud to try to make sense of it.
I stood up.
I was unsure what to do.
I looked for my phone, remembering we’d exchanged numbers.
She’d just called me.
It was 8:35pm. At 8:01pm I’d sent my brother a text message that said “drunk happy good”. We were still in the bar at that time.
I called her. “Are you ok?” I asked. “Where are you?”
“I’m right where you left me,” she said.
That wasn’t good. “Where is that?” I asked.
“In the building where you left me,” she said.
She couldn’t be that far, I figured. “Is there a doorman?” I asked, narrowing down the nearby possibilities.
“Yes.”
“Stay there.”
Rushing, I grabbed my keys but not my coat. She was in the first building I tried, two doors down from me.
“Why would you do that to me?” she asked when she saw me. “You’re such a bitch.” She was angry and serious.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said. “Come with me and let’s sort this out.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” she said, pushing through the revolving door, charging up the street.
I chased her.
“Hey,” I said, grabbing her. “It’s freezing out here and I have no coat. I will take you to Penn Station or wherever you want but I need to get my coat, and my wallet, and your bag in my apartment too.”
“I have family here,” she said, meaning an in-law.
“Based on what you told me I have to believe going there now is not a good idea,” I said, looking at her eyes, shining with cold and drink. “Please come with me.”
She swung her arms, batting me backwards. “You are not my friend. You’re a f--ing bitch. Why would you do that to me?”
“Can you call your husband so I can talk to him?”
She handed her phone to me.
“I have no idea what to do here,” I said, unable to recall his name. “Please call him.”
She grabbed the phone from my hand as if I was trying to steal it. She reached him and gave the phone back to me.
“Hi,” I said. “I’m sorry that this is the way we’re meeting but I’m trying to help her and I can’t get her to Penn Station unless I get my coat and my wallet, which is in my apartment. Her bag is there too. I don’t know what to do here. I’m really sorry.”
He convinced her to go with me.
“I’m right where you left me,” she said.
That wasn’t good. “Where is that?” I asked.
“In the building where you left me,” she said.
She couldn’t be that far, I figured. “Is there a doorman?” I asked, narrowing down the nearby possibilities.
“Yes.”
“Stay there.”
Rushing, I grabbed my keys but not my coat. She was in the first building I tried, two doors down from me.
“Why would you do that to me?” she asked when she saw me. “You’re such a bitch.” She was angry and serious.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said. “Come with me and let’s sort this out.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” she said, pushing through the revolving door, charging up the street.
I chased her.
“Hey,” I said, grabbing her. “It’s freezing out here and I have no coat. I will take you to Penn Station or wherever you want but I need to get my coat, and my wallet, and your bag in my apartment too.”
“I have family here,” she said, meaning an in-law.
“Based on what you told me I have to believe going there now is not a good idea,” I said, looking at her eyes, shining with cold and drink. “Please come with me.”
She swung her arms, batting me backwards. “You are not my friend. You’re a f--ing bitch. Why would you do that to me?”
“Can you call your husband so I can talk to him?”
She handed her phone to me.
“I have no idea what to do here,” I said, unable to recall his name. “Please call him.”
She grabbed the phone from my hand as if I was trying to steal it. She reached him and gave the phone back to me.
“Hi,” I said. “I’m sorry that this is the way we’re meeting but I’m trying to help her and I can’t get her to Penn Station unless I get my coat and my wallet, which is in my apartment. Her bag is there too. I don’t know what to do here. I’m really sorry.”
He convinced her to go with me.
The Facebook Breakup, Part 5 will be released Saturday
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