Shane sounds sleepy and I feel a bit guilty for waking him up.
"Ava, are you okay?
"I need your help. I'm stranded."
"Where are you?"
He sounds very alert right now.
"I'll text you the address."
"Are you crying? What happened? Did that douche hurt you?"
"Shane, please just come and pick me, okay?"
"Of course doll. Text me that address. I'm on my way."
I sit in the living room, hoping that Shane shows up soon enough. The kind woman offers me a drink but I politely turn it down. She stays quiet, watching a program on TV, while I try my best to calm down.
I don't want to think because if I do, I will think I overreacted. I don't want to dwell on the fact that Jesse is not my boyfriend or whatever because basically that means he can sleep with whoever he wants.
It's been only a
