Note: I may have changed the nature of some characters slightly, meaning their relationships with each other. However, this is DIRECTLY based on a true event that happened to me last week. So, I hope you bear with me, and enjoy my crisis made into a story. Thank you.

Chapter 2.

The next morning, I woke before dawn, like always. It was a little hard to get out of bed. Usually, I got a great nights sleep. Lately though, sleep just couldn't come to me. I swung myself out of bed and rubbed my head. Today I had to go out on a date with Rock. My stomach ached just thinking about it. Somehow, I had to fake my way through an evening without showing that I was mad at him.

That night, Rock came to pick me up. He wanted to go for a walk to the beach. So that's where we went. The walk there was awkward. I didn't want to talk to him, and he, being completely oblivious, just chattered on about the same story I had heard last week... Finally, I got a break when we occupied a spot by the water. It was still a weird situation, we mindlessly talked about nothing at all, well, at least I talked about nothing. All I could manage was one word responses. Finally, he acknowledged me.

"Are you okay? You've been quiet tonight."

"Yes I'm fine." I said shortly.

"Are you sure, because you don't seem like it."

"I'm sure." I put empathsys on each word. I knew that he was going to keep picking at me, like he always did. "I should be getting home, one of my cows is really sick. I can't be away from her for that long." I stood up. "Sorry."

"Oh, it's fine, I understand." He followed me home.

At my door, I explained to him that I had a headache. That way, he would leave instead of inviting himself inside. When I saw him leave the ranch, I felt relieved. I knew that how horrible the night ended up was all my fault. But, at the same time, he did nothing to make it better. I sighed at that thought, and went to bed.

The next day, I got nothing from him. No phone call, no letter, nothing. Not that I was upset with this, it just verufued how I felt. It also gave me time to relate the entire night to Marlin, who comforted me. It wasn't until Thursday that I got a letter.

Savvy,

I don't know what's wrong with you, but I would really appreciate it fi you would give me a call on Thursday. I really need to see you, even if it's only for a few minutes.

Rock.

I rolled my eyes. Then crammed the letter into my pocket. After all the farm work, I got two unexpected visitors, well, two forgotten visitors. Kassey and Patrick arrived at my ranch and reminded me that they invited themselves over on Monday. I accepted their invitation, it's not like I had anything else to do that day.

After a while of visiting, I remembered something else... "Hey, Kassey? Can you give Rock a call? He said he wanted to some over today."

"Oh, sure." Kassey picked up my phone, and Rock was soon on his way.

The evening was actually extremely enjoyable. Kassey and Patrick were a lot of fun to have around. We were having such a great time that I forgot that Rock was there, sulking in the corner.

Eventually, the two had to get home, and I had to get a bit of work done. I walked the two out of the ranch and returned to Rock leaning on my house. I walked inside, grabbed my gloves, exited, then headed to the barn with him following.

"Have I been bothering you lately?" He asked on the way.

"No, why?"

"Well, I just want you to talk to me. But I feel like I've been writing you too much, or calling you too much. I just want you to know that I want you to talk."

"You haven't been writing too much."

"Then why haven't you called me?" He was raising his voice. He was yelling at me for not talking to him?

"I don't know, it's just been a difficult time, I guess..." It truely had been, Takakura hadn't been around for a few days, and I missed him.

"Well, I want you to talk to me about it. I want you to call me whenever you're upset. I want you to tell me everything. You are the best part of my day, you're the reason I can get over things, just hearing your voice. But, you never come to me. And you have me jealous of Marlin, Kassey, and Patrick because you talk to them way more than me. When I told you that you can call me at any time, it's because I want you to. I wish you would just talk to me."

My brain instantly started popping up with all the things that were wrong with what he just said. However, I was steaming. My fists were balled at my sides, shaking slightly. I took a deep breath, and said "Well, I don't know what to say..."

"I don't either, but I'm not trying to make you feel bad."

He did make me feel incredibly bad. He was being so selfish... So I said nothing.

"Look, I'm sorry for even bringing it up."

I nodded, but I still wasn't facing him. I was pretending to be fussing with the feeding machine. He walked up behind me and awkwardly hugged me from the side. I didn't return it. Then he said, "So, do you want me to help you with anything?"

"No," I slammed the machine's door, making him jump. "I think I'm just going to go to bed. You should go."

"Okay, well, I also want to make sure that you come to my party on Saturday. You'll come won't you?"

"Fine." I spat at him.

I led him out of the barn. Before leaving, he kept looking like he wanted to say something. He probably did, but I went into my house, and locked the door.