Page 70 of One Little Mistake
Easton: I know you’re coming home today. We are going to talk.
Lexi: I can’t.
Easton: I didn’t ask.
Lexi: I’m going home, Easton.
Easton: When?
Lexi: Boarding now.
I stare at the phone in my hand. She’s leaving. Lexi is leaving without so much as a good-bye, and I have to let her go. The pain that sat in my chest for so many years hits with the force of a tornado.Well, hello, broken heart, it’s nice to have you back.I hadn’t even noticed when she was here, but now that she’s gone, I realize she took away my hurt. She made me better. She pushed me, and I don’t care what she says. We were not a fucking mistake.
* * *
It’s been a week since she left, and I’m moping around like a fucking dillweed. It’s nine p.m. on a Friday, and I’m lying in bed staring at the ceiling when my phone chimes.
Lexi: I’m sorry.
Two words, that’s all I get after an entire week.
Easton: What are you sorry for, Locket?
I shouldn’t keep using her nickname, but I can’t help myself.
Lexi: If I give you a list, we could be here all night.
Easton: I don’t have anywhere to be.
Lexi: No hot date?
Easton: I don’t think my wife would like that very much.
Lexi: …
Easton: Want to talk?
Lexi: …
Easton: Goodnight, Locket.
* * *
Easton: Do you miss me yet?
Lexi: I miss working.
Easton: Come back.
Lexi: GG needs me.
* * *
Easton: Are you awake?
Lexi: No.
A chuckle escapes at her response. We’ve texted every day since she’s been gone, but she won’t talk to me on the phone. It’s driving me fucking insane. I need to hear her voice.When did I turn into such a pussy?
