Heather sighed as she heard the familiar beep at the end of Josh's voicemail, "It's me again. Please, give me a call back when you can"
"Heather… what did I tell you?" a male voice said behind her.
"What do you want me to do, Wes, parade outside his house until he comes home?" Heather turned and stared down her older brother.
"You said that it's been two days since you fought" Wes repeated.
"And only three and a half hours since you came down, Wes" Heater grumbled, "You're already giving me a headache"
"I'm not the one who has relationship issues with my dead husband's best friend" Wes countered.
"Now you're being an ass" Heather rolled her eyes.
"I knew I came down for a reason" Wes replied, "Brothers instincts, Heather, you should really start believing in it. Maybe you should go by his house and see him? What harm can it really do?"
"A restraining order" Heather suggested.
"Knock it off" Wes slapped her leg, "You said that he's going through a rough time, right? His friend is dying?"
"Yes" Heather mumbled, "I was so stupid for starting an argument like that"
Wes turned to his sister and watched as she played with her hands, something she usually does when she blames herself, "It's not your fault. You should be there for him in times like this"
"How?" Heather replied.
"Go to his house" Wes suggested for the last eleven times.
"I can't just go over there" Heather hugged a pillow close to her chest.
"You know where he works" Wes countered, "Drop by! He's being an arrogant ass right now but he still needs you"
"You have no idea" Heather sighed, "But what if I can't find him?"
"He has a roommate, Heather" Wes replied.
"I can't rely on Aidan. He's got enough things to worry about then it is" Heather waved that thought off, "Why can't you just talk to him, Wes?"
Heather nervously brought her thumb up to her mouth and started to nibble on it, she's never felt this nervous before in her life. It was something that Josh does that makes her feel vulnerable now. She's opened up to him in ways no other human can. She wiped something from her cheek and realized that she's been crying without even realizing it.
"They're your friends too" Wes said slowly.
"What if it's too late?" Heather asked in a small voice.
"Do you really want it to be over?" Wes asked.
"I think I know what I have to do, Wes" Heather nodded and cleared her throat.
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