Day 59: Tales Of Strongarmed Remolavists And Secret Best Friends
Day 59 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
For some reason, James had convinced Sophia to take the day off work and help him sort through his furniture.
“What can I say,” she said, pulling blue dots of a row of stickers and putting them on each of James’ dining room chairs. “He asked and I said yes.”
“You’re a good friend, you know that?”
I couldn’t say the same. I was only there because I wanted to personally mitigate what pieces James wanted to bring into my already carefully designed home.
We needed a bed for his room, as I didn’t have a spare. But I wasn’t sure how we would fit anything else in.
Sophia kept placing dots everywhere.
“I don’t consider this selfless. I am taking most of this to my mum’s place.”
I had to laugh. Asking wasn’t all it took. Much like moving into my home, as it turns out.
“How are you feeling about the move?” Sophia asked me.
Fear rushed over me. I didn’t want to tell Sophia exactly what was going through my mind. I didn’t want to tell anyone for that matter.
If I kept publicly admitting I acted like a heartbroken crazy cat lady and stalked my ex, I might never recover from the embarrassment. And I could start believing it too.
In truth, I was trying to get rid of my ex from my life, by any means necessary. Yet, to do this, I was saddled with a roommate, one right now I wasn’t exactly trusting.
I couldn’t tell Sophia I had doubts about my best friend and our business partner.
Not yet.
Or was yet even the right word?
Would I ever tell anyone about how I was feeling?
That much I didn’t know.
Sophia was staring at me, waiting for my answer. “Well, I never thought at thirty-five I would be getting a roommate. It feels like I’m going backwards instead of forwards, you know?”
She nodded.
Everyone knew that.
Even if it wasn’t true. Even it was true.
Everyone was thinking I was regressing into my teenage self. The next thing I will have is a curfew and allowance from James. FML if that happens.
“As long as you know it’s not going backwards, it’s ok. And when we’re all basking in the success and living together because we can’t trust anyone else around us, we will laugh about this moment.”
As she said that, Sophia stuck a sticker on a piece of art that I quite liked.
“No, no, that’s coming with us. I have the perfect spot for.”
Sophia stared at me, whilst adding another sticker to the frame. “Good luck getting it off me!”
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