once more.
Fuck it, I'll call her.
She had visited the morning after she was rescued from her 'hostage situation', and the two had talked it over. Savannah was distant the whole time though. She was still processing what had happened to her, trying to figure out whether it was good or bad, a blessing in disguise or a terrible curse.
The phone was in Savannah's hand in a flash.
"Hey Savvy," Lily said drowsily.
"Oh, sorry, were you going to bed?" Savannah asked. She looked up at a clock mounted on her wall. The light flickered again and she strained to make out the hands briefly. 1:15am.
"No," Lily said with a bad bluff.
"Oh shit, it's so late, I woke you up, ugh," Savannah said, irritated at her own clumsy mistake.
"It's fine, I'm awake now," Lily said, trying to sound lively.
"No, I'll just call tomorrow," Savannah said and quickly hung up the phone. She sighed out loud and threw the phone across the bed, staring at it past her naked feet. It hit the blanket with a surprisingly loud thud.
I should just go to sleep, she thought.
The phone started buzzing in front of her, the smooth surface causing the phone to dance across the soft sheets back and forth as a sort of beckoning. Savannah patiently waited for the phone to tire of its urgent tango, which it soon did.
Savannah closed her eyes in microscopic triumph.
The dance begun anew. Buzz, buzz! Savannah sighed loudly and reached over to grab the phone.
"Ow! Shit!" she yelped as the pain shot throughout her thigh. A nasty charley horse had bit her in her awkward attempt to pick up the phone with minimal effort.
"Piss!" she hissed as she finally grasped the phone and hit the green 'accept' button.
"What?!" Savannah snapped into the mouthpiece.
"Are you okay?" Lily asked with genuine concern.
"I'm fine, I'm going back to bed, go back to bed, let's sleep, let's go to bed," Savannah said in a hurry, now trying to avoid the very conversation she was trying to start just moments ago.
"You called me at one a.m. for a reason. Can you just tell me what it is?"
There was a long silence. Savannah bit her lip and cycled through a hundred different ways to say what was on her mind without sounding foolish.
"I liked it," Savannah said. She exhaled loudly. Catharsis ran freely through her body. A heavy weight on her spirit vanished into thin air.
"You liked what?" Lily asked.
"Really?" Savannah replied, shocked that her best friend of so long didn't know what she meant.
"Not really, just making sure. Wow," Lily replied.
"Wow?" Savannah replied defensively.
"Yeah, wow, I mean," Lily stuttered to answer.
"I'm just going to go to bed," Savannah said and reached to hang up.
"Wait!" Lily's voice boomed from the ear-piece. There was urgency and anger in her voice.
"What?" Savannah snappily asked.
"Just give me a minute, will you? Put yourself in my shoes for God's sake," Lily said. Savannah did as her friend asked and realized she was being a little hasty and unreasonable.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"I'm sorry, too, I want to talk about it, I just had to collect my thoughts, you know?" Lily replied.
"Yeah, I understand, I'm just touchy about it, you know," Savannah said.
"Duh. What did you like about it?" Lily asked, trying to cut to the chase.
"I just liked him. He was different. He wasn't anything like the carousel of clowns I've had to deal with since I started dating. He was... special," Savannah began.
"Well, he was definitely different," Lily said and failed to stifle a laugh.
"Come on," Savannah whined back.
"So, he really didn't hurt you or anything like that? I thought you just said that because you were tired and wanted to go home," Lily said.
"No, he definitely didn't hurt me. He made me pulled pork and put a blanket on me when I fell asleep," Savannah said.
"What?!" Lily replied, laughing once