Chapter 18
*a/n I made this little snippet of a next chapter to hold you guys over because I don't think I'll be able to update until at least Monday. Enjoy! Please feel free to tell me what you think of it(: I love you guys!
"Amy, darling, you never actually told us why you broke up with Shelly." Mary questioned later in the night. The four girls had just gotten done playing travel twister (Mary sat out and watched, while cleaning for Penny). "Hm. I guess I didn't." Amy replied. In truth, all the girls knew that they had broken up, but she chose to keep the information as to why to herself. Now was as good as any time to tell them she supposed. Taking a deep breath, her words came out rushed. "We've technically been broken up for a lot longer. He originally was uncomfortable with the thought of the physical part of being in a relationship so I told him I'd give him his space and I wouldn't call myself his girlfriend that way he could focus more. A few weeks later-" "Weeks?" Penny interrupted. "Yes Penny, weeks." When she received a shocked expression from her, she decided to continue, but she got interrupted again. "Amy, how come you didn't tell anybody?" she questioned. Amy gulped; this was going to be a long night.
"Because, Bestie," she replied. "Some things you just don't share with others." she said quietly. "Well, yeah, but-" Mary cut her off "Now sugar, let little Amy here finish her story." Penny pursed her lips and turned her attention back towards Amy. Amy took in another shaky breath and continued. "Well, after that I came back and talked to him. He had been surprised to see me, then he proceeded to pass out on his bathroom floor and neglect both of our needs to eat." she paused, remincing in the memory. "And afterward he told me that he indeed wanted me to be his girlfriend but we could only talk through electronic communications. I love him, but some things I will not take." Bernadette gave Amy a sympathetic nod and Mary said "God bless your little heart for sticking with my Shelly for as long as you did." Amy's gaze fell on her bestie as she spoke. "Wow, I knew Sheldon could be an ass but I didn't think he could be that much of one." she shook her head slowly. "Well, what are you going to do now, Amy?" Bernadette asked.
To be honest, Amy had not thought that far. She had no idea what she was going to do. "Well, Bernie, I don't really know." she replied with. Penny pursed her lips again and slowly shook her head. "Amy," she said. "Do you know why I was with Leonard?" she asked quietly. "Because you two are in love." Mary replied. Bernadette gave her a look and she pursed her lips as well. "No," Penny said in an almost whisper. "Nobody believed that Sheldon would ever get a girlfriend, ever." she stated. Mary nodded her head sympathetically. Amy didn't follow Penny's logic. For one, she wasn't explaining her original question, and for two, she was stating the obvious. Amy already knew that nobody thought Sheldon would have a girlfriend. It kind of made her feel out of place.
"Anyway, when Howard and Raj found you for Sheldon, I figured 'If Shelly could do it, I could do it too.' You know?" Amy gave her a blank expression and Mary nodded her head slowly. "Look, all I'm trying to say is that if it wouldn't have been for you two, I probably wouldn't have considered being with Leonard again. You two are worth it, I know you are. But that doesn't mean that I don't agree with you that Sheldon was being an ass." Mary cast a sideways glance at Penny, quite uncomfortable with the language she used. "That may be so, Bestie," Amy replied. "But I don't follow your logic. How is getting back together with him going to solve anything?" she asked. "I don't even think he wants to see me anymore..." Amy said the last part quietly, her gaze on the floor. At that very moment Penny's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Ames," she said. "I have an idea." she looked up at her slightly and raised an eyebrow.
"Well, the night is still young you know, why don't you go talk to him?" "The night is still young? It's 11 o'clock!" "If you want something bad enough you'll strap on a pair and go talk to him." Amy gave her a look and Penny stifled a chuckle. Amy could be so child like sometimes. "If I may interject here," Mary spoke up. "It may have not been the...nicest...thing for Shelly to do to act that way towards you, but in this case, talking to us about it isn't going to fix anything." Amy nodded knowingly. "But Dear, I'm going to have to disagree with Penny on this one." she told her. Amy gave her a puzzled look and Mary hid her grin. "What do you mean?" Amy asked. "Well, dear. I just think you and Shelly may not be right for each other." Amy pursed her lips. "Mary," she said calmly a moment later. "Your son is the one for me. There's no one else who's as similar to me as him. As much as I don't believe in dating websites, I'm going to have to argue that the website did match us together and with nobody else. That has to mean something, doesn't it?" she asked. Again, Mary stifled a grin.
"Sweetie," Mary said, half chuckling. "Why are you telling us this and not Shelly?" she asked. "Mostly because you guys were the ones who asked. I would tell Sheldon but he wasn't the one who asked." Mary rolled her eyes, oh how she didn't miss this behavior! "Ames," Penny spoke up. "Go talk to him. Tell him everything you just said. He's bound to come back to you." "I would, but given that his mother no longer approves of us, do you think it's the smartest idea?" she asked. "Of course sweetie." Penny replied. "Now go!" and she practically pushed Amy out into the hallway. She shut the door behind her and Amy slightly shook her head. She was quite positive that Sheldon did not want to see her. Then, she got an idea.
If electronic communications is what he wanted, that's what he was going to get. Amy pulled out her phone and began to send Sheldon a text message.
"Sheldon, I apologize for my behavior earlier. I may have acted rashly and I hope that my actions didn't affect you greatly. Also, you should know that as of now your mother does not approve of us. She had told me so, to which I replied that there was nobody as similar to me as you. Penny is forcing me to talk to you, so I figured that this was the best way.
Fondest regards,
Amy Farrah Fowler"
Sighing, Amy clutched her phone in her hand and stood, staring at the door for a moment. Behind her, Penny's door flung open. "Amy!" Penny screeched. "What?" "How come you haven't talked to him yet?!" "Well-" "Amy, the night's not getting any younger!" she cut her off. Then she walked over to Sheldon's door and banged on it repeatedly. "Open up!" she screamed. A groggy Leonard answered the door.
"Penny," he groaned. "Sh! Not now!" she snapped. "Penny," Leonard said louder this time. "Yes Leonard, I get that you're tired and wondering why I'm here." she said impatiently. Behind her, Bernadette, Amy and Mary stood, fiddling with their hands, gazes on one another or on the floor. "Uhm, yeah, just a little bit." he replied, irritated. "Sheldon!" Penny yelled from the doorway. Leonard moved from the door into the kitchen and started preparing coffee for himself. This could be a long night.
Penny waited at the door for several more moments, contemplating if Sheldon would actually show. Back in Sheldon's room, he sat on his bed, ignoring the angry screams of the others from their doorway. He was hunched over his phone, reading it over and over again. Was that really how Amy felt? Was that really how his mother felt? Sheldon then felt nauseated. He got up and started pacing, still reading his phone. Suddenly, Penny ripped his door open, throwing Amy at him and slamming the door behind her, locking it. Amy's eyes were glued on the door, her face mirroring how surprised Sheldon felt.
Suddenly, she turned to him, her eyes wide. "Sheldon..." she breathed. He felt his breath hitch and he took a step backward towards his wall. Amy had a stray strand of her chocolate brown hair hanging in his face and Sheldon wanted to go put it behind her ear, mostly because it bothered him immensely. "Sheldon..." Amy said again, taking a step forward, causing him to take another step back, ramming into the wall. "Why?" she asked him finally. Sheldon unconsciously licked his lips. "Why what?" he asked nervously in response. Amy just shook her head slowly. "Why are you so afraid of me?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Sheldon replied, irritated, his eye twitching slightly. Again, Amy just slowly shook her head.
"Okay." She mumbled, taking several steps back until she was against the opposite wall. Sighing inwardly, she leaned against it and slid down it until she was sitting on the floor. Sheldon gingerly sat on his bed, avoiding her. He was in the middle of a complex physics equation in his head when his attention wavered and his gaze wandered over to her. She had her head in hr lap and she looked exsuasted. "Amy," he said quietly. "The floor is a very dirty place." Amy nodded her head, never looking at him. "Would you like to sit...on my bed...?" he asked her, schooching over so she could sit.
Amy's head jerked up, and her eyebrow shot up. Perhaps she hadn't ruined everything. Or perhaps Sheldon was just being Sheldon and offering her a place to sit. Shrugging to herself, she rose off the floor and walked the few feet over to his bed, gently sitting on it. Next to her, Sheldon shuffled slightly away from her. She glanced at him, the hurt evident in her expression. "Amy," Sheldon said quickly. "I'm sorry, it's just, we've known each other for two years now and here we are already in bed together. Don't you think we're moving a little to fast? I mean, considering we aren't even..." he couldn't even bring himself to finish the last sentence. "Sheldon," Amy said gently. "I know you happen to find this a very...intimate...setting, but we aren't doing anything. It would be like if we were sitting on the couch together." "But we're not sitting on the couch together; we're sitting on my bed together." "Exactly." "Then what's your point?" Amy groaned. "Never mind." she mumbled. Once again the two were wrapped on a thick silence, unspoken words ringing in their ears.
Eventually, Amy's phone vibrated in her pocket and she pulled it out, typing her pass code in to read the message she received. Little did she know that Sheldon was looking right over her shoulder. She quickly typed a message and Sheldon read it and quickly looked away, moments before she shifted her gaze to him from her phone. "Who was that?" Sheldon asked, trying to sound casual. "Penny." she replied simply. "Oh." There was nothing but silence again, and this time, Amy could not take the giant elephant in the room. "Sheldon," "Ames, it's open!" Drat. At least she could get out of the room. She stood up and straitened her shirt, turning towards Sheldon. "Thank you for providing me with a comfortable place to sit during my duration of my visit to your room." she gave a slight nod and exited his room, leaving the door open behind her. Staring at her while she was leaving, Sheldon stood frozen. Once she was gone, he walked over to his door and shut it gently, turning back to face his bed. Despite all the germs on it from Amy, Sheldon found his bed comforting. He walked over and sat on it again, his mind blank. But one puzzling thought seeped it's way into his mind; he didn't care that his bed was full of germs from Amy. Instead, he wondered why on earth she wasn't still there, sitting next to him.