Dog Days(6)By: Edie Bryant
“Absolutely. I hope you have a safe trip here.”
“Thank you. Bye, then.”
I hung up, slightly shaken from the conversation. It was always hard, having to break bad news to someone. I just tore this girl’s whole world apart. She now had to stop her life, fly to her hometown, and deal with a senile father she hadn’t spoken to in nearly a decade.
But that was how it went. It was certainly not the worst call I’d had to make on the job.
I hopped back in the car. Bailey had finished all her treats, so I threw her a few more and looked in the backseat to find Matthew still smiling. I dispatched in the situation before heading on my way to the county hospital.
I already knew it was going to be a long fucking day.
I was in the middle of my latest book when I got the call that flipped my world upside down, at least for now.
Well, I suppose if I was being honest, my world actually already had been flipped upside down earlier this week when my girlfriend of two years, Whitney, dumped me.
It wasn’t that I didn’t see it coming, I had. The relationship had been iffy for a while now. We seemed to argue about the simplest things. There was no more joy in our relationship. When we first started dating, she made me smile on a daily basis. Now… Now we didn’t even have anything to talk about.
Still, even knowing that things were going downhill, I wasn’t prepared for her to leave. I still cared about her, and I was comfortable in our relationship. Being alone again wasn’t exactly a walk in the park.
She moved out the day after she announced we were over. That was what really made things sting. Being in the same apartment where we used to spend all our time together… Yeah, that fucking hurt.
I twirled my pen in between two of my fingers as I sighed. I was on a month-to-month lease and genuinely considering if it was time to move on from this place. But I was torn because I loved this apartment.
It was fucking hard to find a decent apartment in San Francisco, and although this one was pricey, it was fantastic. It had beautiful, dark granite countertops which I loved. All black appliances complimented the color. I painted the living room this gorgeous, pale mint green color. The entire room was in these pastel-neutral colors. I had really made it my own and it was big enough to entertain in. And then there was the master bathroom…
But as much as I loved it, I just wasn’t sure if it was the right place for me anymore. As lovely as it was, it clearly made me extremely sad. Was that really worth an adorable apartment?
Maybe it’d even be fun to redecorate a whole new apartment. A new place I’d forge for myself. It might be hard to find another place as big as this, but I didn’t do a lot of entertaining these days, anyway.
The only friends we ever had over lately were Whitney’s. She had a lot of them; she was a personal trainer and met a lot of people at the gym. My line of work, on the other hand, offered little to no socializing. I worked from home, so for the last two years, Whitney and her friends made up most of the people I saw.
I stood up from my mahogany desk, running my fingers over the grain of the wood before collapsing onto my memory foam bed, which engulfed me in seconds.
It didn’t used to be like this. I once had a life. I had my own friends, I went out, I spent the time I wasn’t working enjoying my life. I mean, that was why I started working from home to begin with. So I could actually control my time. And now I did nothing with it.
I pulled the covers up over my head. It was something I did frequently when I was upset. It was oddly comforting for some reason, being in the dark under the sheets. It gave me a sense of being hidden from the world.
When I was upset, I had this little wish to be invisible. I just didn’t have any desire to deal with the world when I was upset. It’d be easier to melt into my sadness if I could exist in my own little world. And under the blankets was as close to invisible as I was going to get.
I’m going to turn this around, I thought to myself determinedly. I would give myself a week or so to mope, and then I was going to make some changes. I was going to go back to the person I used to be. The person who did more than lie around the house and latch onto her ex-girlfriend’s friends.
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