None of your Business – Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I don't own them, never will. This fic is for self satisfaction only.
A/n: I love this chapter. Thanks for the lovely feedback.
Chapter Summary: Donna is home and CJ helps her get ready for the next day.
I flew into the US yesterday. My mom and I said goodbye in the Newark airport. She flew to Wisconsin, and I flew to D.C. I can move well with crutches now. The four weeks of recovery really did me a lot of good. I got lots of help from airport personnel with my luggage. Since I am now currently considered disabled, I got to enjoy the in-airport car ride, and I didn't have to carry anything. At the D.C. airport, CJ came to pick me up. She helped me bring the luggage from the car to my apartment.
Now I am here, alone. I am glad I made it back, and that despite being temporarily disabled, I've been able to come home without major glitches. I am lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling, and finding it extremely strange that I can't get to sleep. I remember the many nights I spent here, thinking about Josh, fantasizing. Where did things go wrong?
The ringing phone wakes me up.
"AHH, Hello..."
"Good morning sunshine"
"Good morning, CJ"
"I know you have no plans for today but it's a gloomy Sunday and I'm not going to let you spend it alone in your apartment. I'm coming over with some ice cream, alcohol, beauty products and some movies. I'm going to get you prepped up so you can go back to work on Monday."
"Hmm, OK, CJ, I'll see you when you get here."
I get up, take a shower, and put on my most comfortable pair of sweat pants and one of Josh's old Harvard shirts. I know, I know, I should probably get rid of all things Josh right now, given the circumstances. But right now wearing this shirt feels right. Maybe it's my way of saying goodbye to this relationship (and perhaps I can use the shirt to clean the toilet later).
Soon CJ is at the door. As promised, she brought what we women call the "getting over a broken heart kit." I get the movies from her, and review the titles while she puts away the food.
"Wow, CJ, you've outdone yourself: She-Devil, Thelma and Louise, and Kill Bill, let me tell you, I'll be ready to bite Josh's head off by the end of the day."
"And that, my friend, is what you should have done a long time ago."
"Tell me about it."
"So, you've loved Josh all this time, even when he was with Amy and you were with Jack?"
"Pretty much, I mean, I tried to lie to myself several times. I tried to convince myself that all I had was a silly crush on him, and the fact that he was sometimes nice to me was giving me the illusion that it was love. But it didn't last long. There were days when I wanted to grab him in the office and jump him right there. And there were other days when he would manage to piss me off enough that I'd just want to go home and not think about him in this way any more."
"I've felt those ways with Danny many times. But I guess it's not the same thing, because Danny's not my boss and at least I got to make out with him a few times."
"You made out with Danny?"
"Hmm-huh"
"A few times?"
"You got it."
"CJ, I've got to learn from you."
"Indeed you do, my friend. Indeed you do."
We smile at each other for a while. Only a good friend like CJ would be able to make me laugh about my situation with Josh at this time.
"Donna, I've got to say, your hair needs a little love right now."
"I know. Being in the hospital for a month is not beneficial to one's beauty."
"Ok, so let's make a small change in our plans for the day, we'll try to get a slot with my hair stylist right now, and I'll treat you to a makeover."
"Oh, no CJ, I look fine, I don't want you spending money on me like this."
"Come on, Donna, It'll be fun. I'll get my nails done while we're there, and you'll look fabulous for your first day back at work tomorrow."
An hour later we're at the salon. CJ sure has some power to get me an appointment at a place like this with such short notice. I am getting my head massaged by the wonderful hands of CJ's stylist, Frank. I must say, Frank has magic hands. Next he'll cut my hair and give me some fresh highlights. CJ's sitting a few feet away from me, getting her nails done. We are laughing and talking about unimportant things and, as CJ calls it, being girls.
I love my new hair style. My hair is still shoulder length, but it's slightly layered and the red highlights give me a happier tone. I'm still a blonde, but I guess now I am a "strawberry blonde" and I love it.
CJ and I get back to my place, pop in the first movie, and start digging through the ice cream. We sometimes pay attention to the movie, especially the parts where Roseanne gets her revenge on her ex husband. But we also talk a lot. We talk about Josh, Danny, Toby, we talk about how horrible Amy is, how neither of us can stand her, and we laugh when we remember Sam and his adorable ways.
During the second movie we open our bottle of wine, and our conversations go deeper and deeper into personal details. CJ tells me about the best sex she ever had, and I tell her none of my experiences have been that great. Then I remember that I would always fantasize about having sex with Josh, and how with him it would be different, because he is so sexy all the time. I realize I can't do that any more. So I start crying like someone who just lost everything in life.
CJ comes to my side, pours me another glass of wine, and rubs my back. After I've had a few good cries, she says.
"Ok, now, are you done feeling sorry for yourself?"
"I guess"
"Perfect time for Kill Bill"
I laugh and sit back with my glass of wine. Then I realize something that gives me strength: I'll get over him. It may take some time and some more days like this, but one day I'll look back and share a good laugh with a friend about how I used to be in love with my boss for 6 years and nothing ever happened. Time, and friends like CJ will help me push the pain away.
TBC