“…So, you’re seriously over us?”
“Yes,” I said again.
She nodded slowly. She looked completely dejected, but she seemed to finally be starting to get it.
“Okay… alright, fine. I guess I won’t bother you anymore,” she said. She put my box of stuff on the ground and turned away from me.
She walked slowly and, oddly, I knew what she was thinking. She was expecting I might chase after her, the same way I’d thought Emily would chase after me. I guess that was a disappointment we’d both experience.
As she turned the corner down the hall, something caught my eye. Ryan’s apartment was the very last one in this hall, and on the wall adjacent to our door was a window that showed outside the front of the apartment building. I saw a car pull up which normally wouldn’t catch my attention, but it was a brightly colored yellow one which I recognized as the pizza delivery.
I was about to call out to Ryan to let him know food was here, and then something else caught my eye.
Next to the pizza delivery was a car I knew all too well. It was the same car that Emily had, and it immediately made me reminisce about her.
But no, it wasn’t just the same car Emily had… it was her actual car. And she was inside it!
I stood there, stunned, unsure of what I’d seen at first. Was it really her? Was she really here? But… why would she come here?
There was only one possible reason. She wanted to see me again. She came to talk to me…
She wasn’t coming up, though. She wasn’t leaving her car. I waited for a few minutes. Her head was buried in her hands, so I could only assume she was stressed about coming to talk to me, but even minutes later, she hadn’t lifted her head.
My heart was pounding. I absolutely had to know what she was here for. And I couldn’t wait any longer for her to come to me.
I ran inside to the apartment for just a second to yell to Ryan, “I’ll be right back!”
“Wait, where are you going?” he asked. “What’s going on? Was that your ex?”
But I was already out the door, and I had no time to answer him. I had one focus and one focus only… to get to Emily.
I felt pathetic running to her like this. She was the one who’d dumped me, and again, I really didn’t want to seem this desperate. But this was what I had wanted, for her to come to me. How could I not run to her now?
I didn’t even think about running into Julia again until I was already in the elevator. I was rushing down the hall, and if she continued walking as slowly as she had, there was a good chance I was going to run into her. So, when the elevator doors opened, I was sure to peek through the corners to see if Julia was walking down them. To my relief, I didn’t see her in the building at all.
I got outside and started running to the parking space where I knew Emily had been. But I was stopped in my tracks when it came into view and she wasn’t there any longer.
But how could that be? She was just here. I had just seen her… she’d driven all the way to my apartment and had just left without talking to me? Why would she have done that?
She must have had regrets. She must have felt torn about it and doubted whether it was a good decision to come see me.
And once again, she had me heartbroken. That girl knew how to break me without even talking to me, wonderful…
I didn’t know what to do here. I was standing in the middle of the parking lot to my own apartment, having just seen the ex I didn’t want to see and missing the ex I did want to see.
I had to rectify the situation. Emily may have driven off, but she couldn’t pretend like she hadn’t come here. She had. And, after everything that had happened, the least she could do was tell me why.
As quickly as I’d run downstairs, I ran upstairs, seeing Ryan holding a pizza as I passed into the living room.
“Kait, what's going on?” she asked.
God, how could I sum this up even relatively quickly?
“Uh, well, my ex Julia just showed up at our door for no damn reason, and I had to tell her to screw off. Then, as I was telling her to screw off, I saw that my ex Emily was sitting in our parking lot. And I don’t want Emily to screw off, so I had to run downstairs to see what she wanted. But by the time I got there, she was gone. So now I’m grabbing my
keys to drive over to her place and ask why she was here and hope that it was a good reason, because I really, really miss her.” I spit all that out at the speed of light as I scooped my keys from the coffee table.
Ryan just blinked at me for a moment.