Chapter 7
I left the chat, but an IM popped up.
Elijah: We just broke up, and you're bad-mouthing me already?
Forever: I'm not saying anything you don't know already you skrawney little shit
Elijah: That's not fair!
Forever: Go cry about it!
Elijah: Damnit Eve! We were best friends, what happened?
"Miss, we're about to land. I need to ask you to please turn that off." The flight attendant asked. I nodded, told Elijah what was going on then turned it off. We landed in Des Moines, and I got in my car, and drove to the nearest hotel, I wasn't going to drive for two hours. I called Billy. "Hello." I heard the one person, I didn't want to hear, say. I tried to disquise my voice. "Can I talk to Billy?" I asked. "Who's calling?" He asked. "Oh just give him the phone!" I said. "Eve?' he asked. "Look Elijah, I just want to talk to Billy." I said. "Well, he's asleep." He said. "Well, then just tell him I called, and tell him to call me tomorrow." I said. "Can we talk?" He asked. "Not right now. I'm tired, angry, and upset. It's not a good mix if you want me to talk." I said. "I'll send you and E-mail then." He said. "Fine, do so if you wish." I said. "Bye." He said. I hung up without saying good-bye. I loved him there was no way around it because it was true. I didn't want to dwell on the thought so I went to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, and grabbed my laptop. I got on to AOL, and saw I had mail. I checked it out, and saw I had two mails, one from Billy, and one from Elijah. I checked Billy's first, it said:
Little Girl,
I heard you got home to Iowa safely. I'm getting old, and can't stay up as long anymore. I'll call you tonight. Elwood has gone mental, I think.
Love-Billy
I smiled then I went to check Elijah's letter. It said:
Eve,
Please, forgive me for what I've done. You know what Dad does to me, and I know I shouldn't have taken it out on you. Don't hate me. It would kill me because I love you so much. I still want an answer to my previously asked question, what happened to us? Please, write back.
Love-Lij
I looked at it blankly after I read it. Then I started to cry. I cried over everything he said. But I wondered, what HAD gone wrong with us? Relationships complicated everything. They made what was once a friendship become a confusing, angry, hurtful mess. Everything had a new purpose and meaning, and t was all too confusing for us to handle, and we were destined to collapsed under the weight. And eventually we did, then we turned on each other, and we let that confusion, and anger, and hurt out onto each other to the point where we were tired, and warn out. And this was only a 4 day relationship! I could only imagine what a long relationship would be like. But maybe they're different. Maybe the longer the relationship to more you learn to channel the hurt, confusion, and anger and you use them to work together to fix problems in the relationship. Or maybe not, I don't know, and I don't know when I will.
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