Let's Be Mature About This BN by Renee LaRuse Page B

I call him?
    It’s after midnight and now I’m angry. If I call and give him a piece of my mind for making me worry does that make me a bitch?
    After an hour of sitting in my red sofa chair and nervously picking at my fingers I jump up and call his cell phone.
    He didn’t answer.
    So I called a second time. Then I called a third time two minutes later. I called a fourth time twenty seconds later. It’s ringing so his phone isn’t off. So…he’s just not picking it up. Is he ignoring me?
    Dammit, I am not going to cry over this! Okay then, I guess my eyes have other plans. I angrily wipe the tears from my face, say a few curse words, say a quick prayer, and crawl into bed.
     
    ***
     
    Gavin slowly stepped out of his apartment in his crumpled clothing and squinted in pain from the sunlight hitting his eyes. He stopped a minute to let his eyes adjust and then went down the stairs to his car in the parking lot. He had awoken that morning to realize he’d left his cell phone in his car. He grabbed his cell phone out of the cup holder and flipped it open. There were four missed calls, all of them from Sydney. He was so wrapped up in things yesterday that he’d forgotten her. Well, he had been thinking about her but he hadn’t gotten around to calling her. He knew she would be upset if he didn’t call her soon. It was 9:19 a.m. so hopefully she was awake. He went back into his apartment and made the call.
    “Hello?” Sydney answered sleepily.
    “Hey baby.”
    “Gavin?”
    “Mhmm. Sorry to wake you up. I saw that you called last night so I’m calling to let you know I’m okay. Are you okay?”
    “No.”
    “What’s wrong?”
    “You didn’t answer your phone last night. I didn’t know what to think!”
    “Sorry Sydney. I was at a party with Jay.”
    “You were where?!”
    Gavin winced. “Baby, could you please lower your voice a little bit. I had a bit too much to drink last night and my head is killing me.” Sydney was silent on the other end.
    “Sydney, I’m sorry I didn’t call you yesterday. I was busy getting your anniversary present and then I finally got a hold of Jay and he actually talked to me so we apologized to each other so we’re cool now and then he invited me to one of his openings and then to an after party he was throwing and I just couldn’t say no because I’d just finally made up with my best friend and I didn’t want to let him down and have him say I wasn’t spending time with him and I drank a little too much because Jay convinced me to relax and have fun like old times and for some reason I forgot that partying with Jay only starts off fun and I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to have you worrying about me.”
    “Just…don’t do that to me again,” Sydney pleaded. “Send me a text message or a telegram or send a carrier pigeon! Anything so I won’t have to sit around crying and wondering what’s up!”
    Gavin’s heart sunk. “You were crying?”
    “It’s nothing I’m proud of. Just keep me posted on things next time, okay?”
    “I’m so sorry Sydney. I swear I’ll make it up to you tonight. I love you.”
    Sydney smiled. “I love you too.”
    “You can go back to sleep now I’ll come pick you up at four.”
    “Okay.”
    “Wear something sexy. Like the dress you wore on our first date.”
    Sydney smiled and rolled her eyes. “You wear something sexy as well.”
    Gavin laughed. “I’ll see you later, okay? I love you.”
    Sydney grinned. “Love you, bye.”
    “Bye.”
     
    ***
     
    When I woke up again it was 11 o’clock and I woke up smiling. I’d had a dream that Gavin had flown us to a tropical island for our anniversary and the beach and his abs were absolutely breath taking! I stretched and headed into the kitchen. My mom was already there frying up some eggs.
    “Morning Mom.”
    “Good morning honey. Would you like an egg?”
    “Yes ma’am,” I smiled.
    “What are you so smiley about?”
    “Gavin has a present for me.