Chapter 10

NOTE: Alright, enough of this traveling stuff (well, maybe not exactly yet), it's time to get back into some kind of plot development (sort of, a bit, really close to the end of this chapter, slightly...)

It wasn't that long of a flight before we touched down at São Paulo. I only woke up because the person sitting next to me was trying to get out. So I sleepily moved my legs and let the woman out as I tried hard to wake myself up.

Once I finally got myself to move out of the chair and get off the plane I checked in with the airline desks to see if I could catch a quick flight, but either the flights they had going to California were already full or they didn't have any leaving until the weekend. I must have gone through all of them before I found one leaving tomorrow morning heading for San Francisco. It was a bit far from my own home, but it was the fastest way to get back to the United States. Plus, I wasn't really thinking all that clearly now. I was close to getting back with Tobias and those thoughts were starting to clog my head.

So, now that I had my flight booked I had nothing to do for the next twelve hours or so. And since I was in a big city now I didn't have to ask to stay with someone, I had hotels; real good ones.

I stopped at the closest good looking one I saw and got myself a room for the night. And the first thing I did was run up to it to take a shower which eventually turned into a full blown bath. I felt disgusting!

I must have spent hours in there because when I looked at my hands they were prunier than I'd ever seen them. I quickly stepped out of the bathtub and I let the water drain as I dried myself off. But there was just one problem. In my haste to clean myself off I forgot that I didn't have any clean clothes. So I had no choice but to put my dirty and torn morphing clothes back on. I had to go out and buy some new ones as soon as I could. I'd have to take another quick shower again, but it was better than walking around town in a bath towel.

So after I dried myself off that's what I did. I took my torn handbag and decided to go shopping. It wasn't only for clothes, but I also needed some other toiletries as well: a hair brush, some deodorant, a toothbrush, some make-up, etc. I needed to look as good as I could when I came home to Tobias. That way he might be more willing to take me back after what I had done to him…

Even through I've had a lot to worry about these past few days Tobias was never far from my mind. I would always picture him waiting right by the window looking out for any sign that I was coming back. All the good memories we had together came flooding back to me on those long and boring flights down the coast, and I think I loved him even more now than I ever had before. I wanted him back even more than he wanted me back probably, and I couldn't wait to see him again. So, when I saw a cybercafé with a bunch of computers set up I knew what I was going to do.

I did have a computer along with me on my rock climbing trip (that Tobias had gotten me for my birthday one year) and I did have a global satellite internet connection (also thanks to Tobias), but I couldn't get a signal back at the camp (A signal everywhere in the world, huh? That's total BS…) I felt bad about not leaving a better note for Tobias, so I wanted to write him one that explained everything better. I wrote it on the next-to-last plane ride I took, but whenever I tried to connect to the internet at the base camp it wouldn't let me. I finally gave up on it and decided to send it when I got back to California. I wasn't sure that I wanted to see what Tobias had written to me anyway either. He really wasn't one to get angry or anything (I'd only really seen him get angry once or twice), but then again I had never broken up with him before. I was scared of hearing what he might say to me.

But now the circumstances were different and I didn't care what Tobias had said, I just wanted to be able to speak to him again and explain everything. Maybe I could even pass it off as an exceptionally mean April Fool's joke (even though it was only early March). I knew one thing for sure though, the sooner I got in contact with him the better.

I sat down by one of the computers and typed in the address to my email account first. Along with the usual spam and various other things I saw a single message from Tobias. I really wasn't sure if I should open it or not, but curiosity eventually got the better of me.

As I read the message it seemed like the normal everyday message Tobias usually sent me while I was away. He had even written another song for me. As you can probably guess I was more than a bit confused. But then a thought popped into my mind. What if he hadn't seen my note? What if it had been blown off the table and landed under the fridge or something? I mean, there was no other explanation really; that must have been it!

You have no idea how big a sigh of relief I let out sitting by that computer. Although I had royally screwed things up this time I had the opportunity to set everything straight while Tobias didn't even know I was gone. I was beyond thrilled.

But there was one thing in the email that was left to go over, the song. Tobias had written me a whole bunch of songs before and they were always really sweet, but after hearing nothing but sappy love songs from him they did start to become a little bit annoying. However, he did say that this one would be different though so I decided to download it and give it a listen. I threw on the nearby headphones and turned the volume up. I wasn't prepared for what I heard.