Joe whipped around, in response to Chase's calling her.
"Joe, come here," Chase waved her over. Joe's knee's buckled and knots formed in her stomach. Ironically, Chase's roommate was Ephram. But this was a little to ironic.
"Ephram?" Joe coughed, finally getting the nerve to walk over.
"Joe," Ephram said calmly in response, "So your Chase's girlfriend."
"You two know eachother?" Both Alicia and Chase asked in a demanding manor at once.
"We uh...worked together," Ephram spit out. Too many questions would arise if they told the truth.
"Yeah, back in Colorado," Joe nodded, "How have you been?" Joe could hardley face him. This wasn't how she had imagined it at all. She hadn't expected to date his roommate.
"Fine, pretty much just busy with school and stuff," Ephram replied, looking her over. She looked good, but there was something different about her. Like she was more timid and meek. As if a part of her was missing. "How about you?"
"I spent the last year or so in Europe. Spain mostly," Joe explained, "But nothings quite like America."
"Well, guys, I gotta get back to work," Chase smiled, "Bye guys, and I'll see you later." Chase told Joe playfully, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She looked away nervously.
"I uh...have to get back to work too," Joe stuttered, "It was nice seeing you again." Joe then ran off, as she felt her cheeks flush. She made her way to the bathroom, pushing her way through all the people.
"God, great way to ruin things," She sighed to herself, as she peered at her reflection in the mirror. Carefully, she cupped her hands under the running faucet, and splashed the icy water onto her face. Slumping against the wall, she tried to calm herself down. Even though this felt like a big overreaction, it was a big deal to her. She had just seen Ephram again, almost two years after running out on him. And the worst part was he had a girlfriend. A pretty one. A smart, interesting looking pretty one.
*~*~*
"I can't beleive I'm doing this," Joe sighed to herself. She had decided that as long as she was dateing Ephram's roommate, she'd have to call some kind of truce. She walked the long hallway to their apartment. The solid oak door reminded her of the apartment they shared before she ran off. Her heart ached, and she felt like curling up into a little ball. Instead she took a deep breath in, and smoothed out her spagetti strapped dress, and finally, knocked on the door.
Within seconds, the door flung open, to reveal Ephram, clad only in his pajama's, with bed head to match.
"Uh, hi," Joe greeted, looking towards the floor.
"Hey," Ephram responded, "Come in." Joe stepped into the large apartement, letting the smells of cologne and coffee wash over. That was one of the things she missed about living with a guy. The warm smell of cologne.
"So, about last night..." Joe began.
"It's fine," Ephram replied, "We were bound to meet up eventually."
"Which is okay though, right? I mean we're both over eachother..." Joe said boldly. It was a lie. But it was still better than seaming desperate.
"Yeah, totally," Ephram also lied, "We're both adults, there's no reason why we can't just forget about whatever happened between us. It's history."
"I'm sorry," Joe offered, "I'm sorry for leaving. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Like I said, don't sweat it," Ephram looked away, "I'm over it."
"Joe, come here," Chase waved her over. Joe's knee's buckled and knots formed in her stomach. Ironically, Chase's roommate was Ephram. But this was a little to ironic.
"Ephram?" Joe coughed, finally getting the nerve to walk over.
"Joe," Ephram said calmly in response, "So your Chase's girlfriend."
"You two know eachother?" Both Alicia and Chase asked in a demanding manor at once.
"We uh...worked together," Ephram spit out. Too many questions would arise if they told the truth.
"Yeah, back in Colorado," Joe nodded, "How have you been?" Joe could hardley face him. This wasn't how she had imagined it at all. She hadn't expected to date his roommate.
"Fine, pretty much just busy with school and stuff," Ephram replied, looking her over. She looked good, but there was something different about her. Like she was more timid and meek. As if a part of her was missing. "How about you?"
"I spent the last year or so in Europe. Spain mostly," Joe explained, "But nothings quite like America."
"Well, guys, I gotta get back to work," Chase smiled, "Bye guys, and I'll see you later." Chase told Joe playfully, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She looked away nervously.
"I uh...have to get back to work too," Joe stuttered, "It was nice seeing you again." Joe then ran off, as she felt her cheeks flush. She made her way to the bathroom, pushing her way through all the people.
"God, great way to ruin things," She sighed to herself, as she peered at her reflection in the mirror. Carefully, she cupped her hands under the running faucet, and splashed the icy water onto her face. Slumping against the wall, she tried to calm herself down. Even though this felt like a big overreaction, it was a big deal to her. She had just seen Ephram again, almost two years after running out on him. And the worst part was he had a girlfriend. A pretty one. A smart, interesting looking pretty one.
*~*~*
"I can't beleive I'm doing this," Joe sighed to herself. She had decided that as long as she was dateing Ephram's roommate, she'd have to call some kind of truce. She walked the long hallway to their apartment. The solid oak door reminded her of the apartment they shared before she ran off. Her heart ached, and she felt like curling up into a little ball. Instead she took a deep breath in, and smoothed out her spagetti strapped dress, and finally, knocked on the door.
Within seconds, the door flung open, to reveal Ephram, clad only in his pajama's, with bed head to match.
"Uh, hi," Joe greeted, looking towards the floor.
"Hey," Ephram responded, "Come in." Joe stepped into the large apartement, letting the smells of cologne and coffee wash over. That was one of the things she missed about living with a guy. The warm smell of cologne.
"So, about last night..." Joe began.
"It's fine," Ephram replied, "We were bound to meet up eventually."
"Which is okay though, right? I mean we're both over eachother..." Joe said boldly. It was a lie. But it was still better than seaming desperate.
"Yeah, totally," Ephram also lied, "We're both adults, there's no reason why we can't just forget about whatever happened between us. It's history."
"I'm sorry," Joe offered, "I'm sorry for leaving. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Like I said, don't sweat it," Ephram looked away, "I'm over it."