After Jessica got home she thought about calling Becker. She hadn't see him since she caught him in the corridor and she craved for his touch. She wanted to know if he was okay, but what if he was with Sarah?
She sat down onto her couch and covered herself with a blanket. She didn't know what to do, so she just sat there and waited. For what?
For whatever was to happen.
The darkness came early.
Well, you're a big girl, people break up with each other everyday, right? Not a big thing so.
The rain drops fell out of the sky, matching a young woman's tears.
The night was cold.
Jessica's mind was absent so she didn't even hear her mobile.
All of a sudden it knocked.
"Jessica? It's me, Matt. Come on open up." Nothing.
He knocked again."I know that you're in there!" No reply.
"Please Jessica open up!" He waited. "I am not leaving. Either you let me in or I let myself in!" Matt waited patiently.
Another three minutes and the door opened. Jessica was a mess. Smeared make up and tangled hair.
But not a word about it would escape Matt's lips.
"Hey hunny." He hugged her and she started crying.
The flat was pitch black.
"Come on, it's okay."
Jessica went silently back to the couch and Mat sat down beside her, after he'd turned on the light.
That night they just sat there and hugged. Jessica cried and told Matt everything.
About Becker and her. Becker and Sarah.
About her fear of losing him.
She sniffed as she finished.
"Did you eat something?" Jessica shook her head. Matt sat up:
"Okay, this is the plan, I'm going to make dinner you go and have a shower and than we are going to eat something and enjoy the evening." The corners of her mouth raised a little as she nodded tired.
"Sounds not to bad...But," her voice became small, "No, Chinese okay?" Matt chuckled:
"No, no take away food. You forgot that I can do better than that. How about Pasta a la Matt Anderson?" Well, nobody could decline that offer.
That evening Jessica just leaned back and let Matt do everything.
After the food they opened another bottle of wine, watched a bad science fiction movie and had fun with giving the actors new lines.
In the morning they woke up as Jess' mobile rang.
Matt grabbed it automatically, not realising that it wasn't his.
"Hello?"
"What…Who…Matt? Is that you?"
"Becker? Hey…why…wait…" he looked at the mobile in his hand. Oh!
"Why the hell are you answering Jessica's phone?" Matt stood up carefully because he didn't want to wake Jessica. He went into the bathroom and closed the door.
"Okay I can talk now. What d'you want?"
"Er talk to Jess! What d'you think I could want? But first of all why are you answering her phone?" Becker fumed. Matt cocked his eyebrows, a little jealousy could work wonders.
"She's still sleeping and I don't want to wake her up."
"She's…Where are you, Matt?"
"At Jessica's." His voice was calm while Becker's was raging though it sounded very hoarse.
Right now he didn't know what to say.
"Are you saying that…you and…" his thoughts raced. Suddenly a feeling of panic shot through him.
Losing Jessica was one thing but Becker had never thought about other men entering Jessica's life let alone a man he knew very well.
"Yes," Matt answered. "I stayed the night here." He enjoyed every minute and spoke slowly. "We were together be…" Becker interrupted him:
"Did you sleep with her? You took advantage of her? Matt you arse if I ever…" Matt kept speaking.
"…because Jessica needed a friend! You, Becker, are the biggest arsehole I have ever seen!
Do you even have a clue what you did? How much you hurt her? Even if I slept with her, what's it to you?"
Becker's breathing sped up and there was only Jess' picture on his mind now. Her's and Matt's.
"Matt watch your tongue, you are not touching my girlfriend!" Becker yelled at him then suddenly gasped. He'd said it. Spilled it to Matt. Girlfriend…
Matt bit his lip to suppress a laughter.
"Aha, so you kissed another woman and then disappeared for the rest of the day, leaving your girlfriend hanging on a threat? If you stood right in front of me I'd shoot you and this time I wouldn't be relying on me using an EMD."
Becker was silent. His head was about to burst. He slid down next to his kitchen counter and sat on the floor, blinking the salty tears of frustration away.
"Becker."Matt's voice was soothing now."Be fair and be honest to Jessica, as you said she's your girlfriend. I know you're having a hard time, but you are not the only…"Silence. "Becker?"
He'd hung up. Matt sighed.
He was a grown up, he'd come around and it was probably good for him if he'd let his emotions flow for once in his life.
Matt walked into the kitchen and made breakfast.
Jessica appeared five minutes later.
"Good morning. That smells wonderful!"
"Morning. Just eggs and coffee though." He smiled "Are you okay?"
Jessica smiled. She looked better. "Thanks Matt. For everything." She sat down and sipped on a coffee. "You really don't have to do this, you know."
"Oh Jess, that's what friends are for!"
The doorbell rang.
"I hope you don't mind me telling Emily she could come."
"Of course not." She put her mug down and walked towards the door. For a second she'd thought it was someone else…well, maybe it's better like this.
"Morning Jessica. How are you?" Emily hugged her friend.
"Hey. I'm fine."
"I hope you don't mind me joining you. I even brought croissants, bagles, orange juice and jam."
"I'm glad you're here. I already have a bad conscience for keeping Matt the whole night."
Emily put her arm around her walking to the kitchen.
"Don't worry. We talked about it and you needed him more than I did. He is so good at comforting and soothing people and you are his little sister so to speak." She smiled encouragingly.
Jessica felt relieved.
The man at the stove smiled as they entered.
"The sun is rising."
"Hello." Emily said softly and gave him a peck on the lips. It only stung Jess a little so she kept sipping her coffee trying to blend the couple out. These last two weeks she'd spent every night and morning with Becker.
Why the hell didn't Sarah go back? Stupid stupid woman!
They had breakfast together on the little balcony because the sun was shining brightly. It was a very nice summer's day.
She didn't felt like going to work.
But she had no choice. Saving the world or staying at home under the covers?
Stupid choice.