Something Borrowed
(Ethans P.O.V)
Pain without love pain can't get enough pain I like it rough because I rather feel pain then nothing at all.
Wow I really got to stop falling asleep with my ipod on. I rolled over and a sharp pain shot up my legs. "When was the last time I stretched?" I shuffled over to my blackberry which read 2:00. No, not in the afternoon I could only be so lucky… but rather in the dead morning before the sun even makes its appearance. I grabbed a towel and continued to the bathroom. Shower time. In other words time for me to become a broadway star, relax, and get clean all in about an hour.
"I don't want to hear you say I want it that way… oh aint nothing but a heartache aint nothing but a mistake... I never want to hear you say I want it that way," I sung on the top of my lungs.
After the shower I ran out the door. Not too long after I arrived at the law firm, and not to my surprise Rachel wasn't early like I asked her to be. Rachel was solemnly early. Actually, ever since I was three I don't remember a day Rachel was early. She wasn't even born early. She was born 6 days after the expected due date. She called it "Fashionably Late", but in law there was no room for error especially any room for lateness.
So I called her. What other options did I have?
"Hello," she said. She sounded a little shaken up on the phone, but I had to cut right to the chase.
"Rach, don't worry about making any pit stops today I got your coffee, your bosses coffee, so now all you got to do is get your skinny ass in some clothes and then hustle to get to work on time. If I can make a suggestion being late 3 days in a row with only a month of experience under your belt not your smartest move, so why don't you hurry," I replied.
"Thanks Ethan you're the best," She responded. Wow, I really loved her calling me the best. I mean I know she didn't mean it, but it was always great to hear. Actually, her voice was always just great to hear. Whether it is 3 in the morning or 5 in the afternoon I just love to hear her talk.
I started driving to Starbucks to get her some coffee she insisted she needed to wake up. Secretly, I always got her the decaf because I didn't want her to have a heart attack, and that just might sound absurd, and over cautious, but I could just never imagine my life without her. It would be unbearable. Well, she never could taste the difference or was just too polite to say anything. Boy was she polite, she was disciplined and well mannered and completely selfless. I remember as a kid…
*Has a flashback*
Darcy, Rachel, himself, Jordan, Joey, Ryan, and Justin were playing kickball. Rachel pitched the ball slow and steady. Jordan was up and kicked the ball off the side of his foot. The ball went flying into the street. Darcy ran after it. Rachel did too. Darcy ran in the middle of the street. A red beat up van drove speeding at her. Rachel ran into the street pushing Darcy out of the way. She wasn't as lucky as Darcy to walk away with just a scrape. The car hit her dead on, and she broke two ribs, and her arm. I remember she was too disciplined to cry. You could see the tears dwell up in her eyes but then vanish before they could fall. She was strong, and I always admired that.
*Flashback ends*
*Phone starts to ring*
What's going to happen next? Who is on the phone? What else of the past is going to be revealed? Will he ever get the coffee?