I watch from the door as Jordan pulls out of the driveway and onto the road, driving off into the distance. I sigh, thinking of what that kid must be going through, God that would be rough.
"Finally, I have you to myself,"Sid growls from behind me, lifting me up in his arms, "Now, where were we."
"Well, I was making dinner, and then we were going to have the left over Chinese food." I reply pretending to have difficulty remembering.
"Really, cause I thought we were right about... here,"he replies fitting his mouth on mine.
He kicks the door shut and begins to carry me up to my bedroom. My heart begins to race and I can feel his racing under the palm I have placed on his chest. However, we get half way up the stairs and there is a knock on the door.
"Are you fucking kidding?!" he snaps in reply.
I sigh as he gently puts me down and I run upstairs to find a shirt before returning to the door. As I approach the end of the steps I find that Sidney has already opened it. I step next to him to see a woman about my age, with tears in her big green eyes.
"I didn't know who else to come to," she says looking at me.
"Oh, Anya, come in. Jordan was just here," I reply, my heart going out to her.
"So you know everything then," she says ringing her hands as she comes in.
"Yeah, Jordan told us. But I'd still like to hear you're half of it," I say in a voice as comforting as possible.
She tells me her half of the story, which is similar to Jordan's. She said about how terrified she was at his response and how she broke down after he left.
"I don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't spoken to my family in years and my friend is studying abroad in Spain this year," she cried in panic mode.
"How about you just spend the night here, okay. And I'll make you some tea,"I say rubbing her back and trying to comfort her.
She nodds in response before I leave her to sit on the couch alone so I can retreat into the kitchen to get her tea. I find Sidney leaning on the counter,
"Well?" he asks.
"Well she..." I say reaching over to turn on the stove, but I find that it's already on.
"Way ahead of you,"he replies.
"Thanks. She told me basically the same story Jordan told us. The poor girl is panicking. She's pregnant and doesn't have family to be there for her, plus she just lost 'possibly the love of her life'," I say quoting her. Sidney's eyes widen in surprise at my last comment.
"Yeah, she slipped that she fell in love with Jordan, and she doesn't think that he loves her back. So she is planning on leaving and maybe going to Colorado, apparently an old college friend lives there. Any of this sound familiar?" I say sarcastically.
"The falling in love and then leaving before you find out that the guy you love loves you back? Yeah, that's sounds kinda familiar," Sid smiles thinking about our past.
"Oh, the irony," I sigh.
"Are you going to keep her here? I mean you can't let her make the same mistake you made. We wasted four years of our lives that we could have been together."
"No, she staying her for the night. I figure I'll call Jordan tonight, and if I remember correctly, it wasn't all my fault that I left. I vaguely remember someone saying they never wanted to see me again."
"I know, I'm so sorry. I was young and stupid, and I should have never let you go. Better?" he groans pulling me into his arms and giving me a quick kiss.
"Yes, I just wanted to make that clear."
The tea kettle whistles, informing me that the water is done. I take a cup out of the cupboard and a tea bag from the pantry. After pouring the cup of tea, I sigh before heading back into the living room. I hand her the mug and before she can thank me there is a knock on the door. I excuse myself and run to the door smiling, I know exactly who it is.
I open the door, to find a very distraught man on the other side.
"She's not at home... what am I going to do..." he begins to rant running his hands through his hair in distress.
"Jordan..." I say trying to interrupt him.
"I should have never left. What if I never see her again..."he continues.
"Jordan! She's in the living room on the couch,"I interrupt him.
A wave of relief comes over his face.
"Oh thank God," he sighs coming in the door.
I walk with him to the living room.
"Anya, Jordan's here," I reply quietly.
She looks up with tear swollen eyes that widen in surprise upon seeing him.
"I'll leave you two alone. I'll be either in the kitchen or in my room if you need me. Take as long as you want," I smile walking into the kitchen. I walk over to Sid who is still leaning against the counter.
"Well?"
"Jordan's here and they are talking in the living room."
"Good. They should be able to work this all out."
"Yeah, as long as they are honest with each other," I smile leaning on the counter next to me.
He puts his arm around me and we stand in silence for a little while, waiting to see if anything happens.
About twenty minutes later, we can still hear them talking and working things out, but we have no idea what kind of progress they have made.
"Well, I need to get going. I still need to pack,"he sighs looking at his watch.
"Pack for what?" I ask looking at him.
"We leave for New York tomorrow."
"How long will you be gone?"
"We'll leave tomorrow around 9:00 and then we'll come back late Wednesday night after the game."
"Wow, that sucks for Jordan, leaving Anya again. Why are you coming back so early? I mean, not that I don't want you back early, it's just..."I begin.
"Well, we have a home game the next day, so we kinda need to be back,"he smiles at me.
"Oh, that's right, I forgot."
"Do you want to come to the game on Thursday?" he asks cautiously.
"Of course. I wanted to last time, but I had been away so long..."
"I know. Ok, I better go."
"Ok, call me when you get there."
"I will. I'll come and see you before we leave, you did say you would be off, right?"
"Yeah, I have tomorrow off."
"Good luck with those guys," he says motioning toward the living room before leaving.
After he left, I called all the dogs and headed up to my room, with half the mountain of mail I still needed to sort through and a cup of tea. I passed Jordan and Anya on my way to the stairs, with the dogs running behind me and Bran by my side.
After he left, I called all the dogs and headed up to my room, with half the mountain of mail I still needed to sort through and a cup of tea. I passed Jordan and Anya on my way to the stairs, with the dogs running behind me and Bran by my side.
"Night guys, glad you worked everything out," I say still walking to the steps looking at my mail. However, neither of them heard me, they were both too engaged in a make out session on my couch.
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