Kind of a shorter chapter. But thanks for the reviews, you guys really hate Steve huh? But I don't blame you, not the nicest of characters. This chapter is just kind of a filler; to set up the next couple of chapters. But hope you like it anyway.
Maureen had walked back to the apartment. It was actually quite along walk and quite cold out but she didn't even seem to notice, she was so pissed off. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She knew she may have overreacted slightly at the situation, but she just couldn't help it. Steve had just said all that shit to her and then Joanne chooses to tell her about their past relationship and Steve's confessions then.
She walked in the apartment, still quite fired up. She walked into the kitchen, saw the vodka bottle, grabbed it, and headed towards the bedroom. However, when she walked by the phone, she saw they had some messages, oh hell who could this be.
Maureen I'm not coming home till late. I'm going to stay here and get some work done and cool off.
Joanne's voice was definitely angry, yet she could tell she was trying to act calm; however she wasn't doing a very good job at it.
Hearing this message, just made Maureen upset all over again. She slung the vodka bottle against the wall, it shattered and glass flew everywhere. Maureen continued trashing the apartment; she was pissed and needed to release some anger. She turned over random furniture, yanked the phone and other electrical cords out of the wall and broke a couple of frames that held pictures of her and Joanne.
Maureen eventually broke down; she leaned up against the wall and just stood there looking at the mess she had made. Eventually she slid down the wall and just sat there. She began sobbing into her hands sitting in a silent, destroyed apartment alone.
(Joanne's POV)
Why did I tell her about Steve and me now? That wasn't the smartest thing you've ever done Joanne. And you just had to leave that message; you know it's going to upset her more. Who the hell cares though, I can't believe she was doubting me like that. I told her I wasn't leaving her and that I love her, but she had to throw a tantrum like a little child. Why do I even put up with it sometimes? I don't need all of that. Maybe we should just end it, if she can't even believe me when I tell her I love her, maybe it isn't much of a relationship anyway.
Wait a minute Joanne what are you thinking? Could you really live without her?
I picked up the pictures of the two of us I had sitting on my desk. We look so happy…and so in love. That's what I want; I want us back like that. I sat their at my desk, staring at our picture, sobbing.
(Eden's POV)
The doctor had come in and told us that they were going to release Mark from the hospital. They were going to send him home with a prescription for some additional antibiotics and he had to go back for a follow-up in two weeks, but it looked like he was going to be just fine.
We finally got to go home, it seemed like forever from the moment we received the news till we actually signed the final papers so that he could leave. In all actuality I think it may be have ten minutes. As soon as we walked into the apartment, we began celebrating that Mark was going to be ok. After our own personal celebration, we decided to make phone calls letting everyone know the news. Plus, we thought they we could all go out to dinner tomorrow evening.
Mark had gone to sleep, so I decided to go ahead and call everyone to set up the plans.
"Hey Collins"
"Eden, what's wrong?" Collins hadn't expected me to call I'm sure and I could tell that he was thinking the worse.
"Oh no Collins, everything is ok. They actually released Mark, he's sleeping now. But we thought we could all do dinner tomorrow evening, say 7 at the Life?"
"Oh that sounds great Eden. Well, sorry but I gotta run. Send Mark my love, bye." He hung up so quickly that I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
"Hey, you've reached Maureen and Joanne. We are either not at home, too busy to get to the phone or just don't want to answer the phone. So leave us a message and if you're lucky we'll call you back."
"Hey girls, tomorrow evening dinner at 7 at the Life, sound good? Mark's been released, thought we could celebrate. Joanne call me back."
"Speeeaaakkk.", of course Roger's answering machine, I don't think he ever answers.
"Roger, Mark was released. We thought we could all meet for dinner tomorrow at 7 at the Life. But if you want come over and visit before, I'm sure Mark would love to see you, bye."
"Hello," Mimi sounded like she had been sleeping.
"Hey Mimi, its Eden."
"Oh hi, what's going on, everything ok?"
"Oh yeah, Mark was actually released this evening."
"Are you serious," she sounded relieved, "hey Roger, Marks home," so that's where Roger is, I should have guessed. "Hey Roger wants to come over, you guys up for visitors?"
"Well Mark is sleeping, but come on over, I'm sure he'd appreciate the company."
"Ok, we'll be there soon. Oh hey actually I have to run to a few places, you want to go with me, we can let the boys visit."
Eden was a little hesitant leaving Mark, but she guessed Roger would be there so everything should be ok, "yeah sure just come over and we'll go."
"Ok see you in a bit."
Eden walked back into the bedroom, flipped on the light and jumped on the bed beside Mark. "Hey honey wake up, Roger and Mimi are on their way over."
Yea I know, nothing too exciting. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter posted soon. I've been working on it for a little while now. It could easily be wrote really bad and come off cheezy or unrealistic I guess...I'm trying to avoid that of course. So hopefully I'll get it to where I like it soon enough so you guys can actually read it. Please R&R.