The UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUh-nnamed story
Part 1:
Abby sat down on the couch, with her head on her knees. "If I just hadn't had such a bad day…" she thought to herself. And it really had been a bad day; she had lost three patients, and when she finally got home, she had had a massive fight with Jake. To make it all more perfect Maggie had called. She wanted to have a nice family-get-together. "Yeah right! With my family, she must be crazy" Abby thought.
So here she was, sitting home, alone, and looking desperate on the bottle of wine, that was standing in front of her. Yet she had not opened it, but it was so tempting. As Abby sat there she suddenly knew that she wouldn't be able to resist it much longer, at least not alone. She needed someone there, no, not just someone. She needed HIM. But yet…it was three years since they had been together. Why couldn't she just move on? Why did she want the only guy she couldn't get? The guy she'd pushed away ages ago.
Even though these were the thoughts running through Abbys head, she picked up the phone and dilated his number. She regretted it almost immediately, he probably wasn't at home, and if he were, he probably didn't want to spend the night with her…
"Beep…" it said for what felt like it was the 100th time, and then; "Hey, it's John Carter, leave a message after the tone…beep."
"Hi, John…it's Abby…um…would you come over…please…"
"Dammit," Abby thought, the message sounded so pathetic. Now he really thinks I'm desperate, but really she didn't care. She just needed him there, and that was a need more important than anything.