Cold Shoulders

“I don’t know what to do.” I said into the phone.

“Have you tried calling him?” Penny asked.

“I don’t know what to say to him.”

Mike and I hadn’t talked since our fight and I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t feel like I did anything wrong and I wasn’t sure what he exactly he wanted from me. I’d asked Zoey for some advice a few days after and she wasn’t sure what I should do, either. Penny was trying but her ideas were the same ones I had been going over and over and deciding against. After five more minutes I sighed and we said good bye.

“Trouble with Mike?” Molly asked from the breakfast nook.

Dark Elephants

Things at The Glass Penny have been going well. We’ve been discussing the possibility of instituting an internship program for the summer in 2015. Having interns would help keep our costs low and we could offer several different internship positions in a variety of theatre jobs. I’m excited about looking into this more and getting it off the ground, hopefully.

“I could have my own intern for our summer show! It’ll be so cool to be able to teach someone else what I do.” I said.

I was at Mike’s apartment sitting at his kitchen table, telling him about my day while we ate dinner together.

“That’s awesome.” Mike’s enthusiasm didn’t match his words.

He’d been more reserved lately and I wasn’t sure what to say. It felt like Mike wanted to say something but never did and it was a giant elephant in the room. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to address it or not because I wasn’t sure what was going on with him. After dinner we sat on his couch and watched television.

“Do you want to watch Project Runway?” I asked excitedly.

Mike gave me a mock disgusted look.

“No way. Let’s watch Bar Rescue.”

I shrugged and snuggled up to him on the couch as he changed the channel.

“This show grosses me out. It makes me never want to leave my house again.” I joked.

Mike gave a quiet snort to show that he’d heard me and I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Halves

“What? Mike, I’ve met your all of your sisters, she’s not-”

“She’s my half-sister, Faith.”

I sat down heavily on Mike’s couch and let out a deep breath before looking at him with all the confusion in the world painted on my face. He sighed and put his hands together. I could tell he was choosing his words very carefully.

Discussions

I found myself sitting across the table from Mike, staring at him icily. How we got here, I’ll never know. Things seemed so great and yet, here I was, confronting my boyfriend about cheating on me. I’d hoped I’d never be in this situation again, and I’d never thought it would have been with Mike but here I was, waiting for him to explain himself.

Same Old Same Old

The light streaks of pink shooting across the sky as the sun started to rise made the view from the window look like a painting. Mike’s room was still dimly lit and I listened to his heartbeat and breathing as my head rested on his chest. One of his arms was around my shoulder and the other was tossed up above his head. He was deep in sleep and I was watching him. He looked so…peaceful. I silently wished I could feel that way. But that wasn’t going to happen, not after what I’d seen earlier.