side, I pull her into my arms. Together we stand in the center of my kitchen, tears falling from both of our faces.
“We’ll get through this together, Etty. I promise you that. With or without those guys, we’ll always have each other. I’m not going anywhere.”
Feeling her nod against my shoulder, she slightly pulls away.
“So does that mean you’ll stay?” She asks with hesitation.
Rolling my eyes, I let out a sigh and nod in agreement.
Bouncing away from me, she wipes the tears from her face and smiles while clapping her hands.
Confused at how quickly she changed her emotional state, I, too, wipe the tears falling from my eyes.
“Etty, you’re beginning to worry me. I mean, I knew you were off the wall before, but what’s with the sudden burst of excitement?”
“You’re staying; it’s the best news I’ve heard all day.”
“Don’t get too excited yet, it doesn’t mean I’ll stay once everything settles down.”
Grabbing my hands in hers, she looks me dead in the eyes.
“You will not leave, Ashley,” she firmly states with a stern look on her face.
“Oh no?” I ask with a laugh.
“No, you and I are going to fix this crazy shit of a crew and make us whole again.”
Staring at her, my eyes go wide. This chick has fallen off her rocker. How the hell does she think we can make this happen? It’s not by our choice that we’ve all fallen apart; we all have our own reasons.
“Don’t look at me like that; I have a plan…oh shit!” She shouts rushing over to the bag.
“What?” I ask moving to see what the hell she brought with her.
“Well, my first step of the Cursed Crew Intervention was going to be to get you wasted on ice cream in hopes that you’d love me so much you couldn’t leave.”
Another laugh escapes me at the craziness of her statement.
“Wait…what? You wanted to get me drunk on ice cream? Nice plan, lady.”
“Hey, I was desperate and what girl doesn’t like ice cream?”
“Good point,” I reply with a giggle.
Shaking her head, she removes the frozen treat from the bag, setting it down on the counter.
“Get the bowls and spoons. We can still enjoy all this goodness while we concoct a plan.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” I reply turning from her and pulling all the stuff from the cabinets.
For the next few hours, Etty and I discuss our master plan to bring back the Cursed Crew. We may have over indulged a bit with the sweets, but hey, a girl can live every now and again.
Not sure if what we’ve discussed will actually work, we figure it’s as good a strategy as any. No one else seems to be getting off their asses to make a change, so why can’t we?
As we begin to clean up our make shift sundae stand in the kitchen, there’s a knock at the door. Looking between one another, we both shrug our shoulders.
“Are you expecting someone?” She asks with a puzzled expression.
“No, I haven’t a clue who it could be,” I reply tossing the bowls into the dishwasher.
“Well, we better look. Want me to get it?”
“Yeah sure, I’ll just finish up here.”
With my back to the door, I busy myself in the kitchen while Etty answers the door. As I’m putting the last of the ice cream back into the freezer, I hear her voice echo from the door way.
“Umm, Ash, it’s for you?”
Closing the freezer door, I peer around the corner to see a forlorn Steve standing next to Etty. I clutch onto the towel in my hand, squeezing it for dear life. His stare is directed to me, as if I’m the only one in the room. I can’t help but gaze back into his eyes, seeing something behind them, but I’m not sure what it is.
Etty clears her throat and the trance is broken.
“Umm yeah, umm well…” I can’t seem to form a coherent sentence. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Yes, well, this is thrilling and all, but I can see that the two of you need some time to….ya know, like talk or something.”
I watch as she moves to the counter, grabs her
“We’ll get through this together, Etty. I promise you that. With or without those guys, we’ll always have each other. I’m not going anywhere.”
Feeling her nod against my shoulder, she slightly pulls away.
“So does that mean you’ll stay?” She asks with hesitation.
Rolling my eyes, I let out a sigh and nod in agreement.
Bouncing away from me, she wipes the tears from her face and smiles while clapping her hands.
Confused at how quickly she changed her emotional state, I, too, wipe the tears falling from my eyes.
“Etty, you’re beginning to worry me. I mean, I knew you were off the wall before, but what’s with the sudden burst of excitement?”
“You’re staying; it’s the best news I’ve heard all day.”
“Don’t get too excited yet, it doesn’t mean I’ll stay once everything settles down.”
Grabbing my hands in hers, she looks me dead in the eyes.
“You will not leave, Ashley,” she firmly states with a stern look on her face.
“Oh no?” I ask with a laugh.
“No, you and I are going to fix this crazy shit of a crew and make us whole again.”
Staring at her, my eyes go wide. This chick has fallen off her rocker. How the hell does she think we can make this happen? It’s not by our choice that we’ve all fallen apart; we all have our own reasons.
“Don’t look at me like that; I have a plan…oh shit!” She shouts rushing over to the bag.
“What?” I ask moving to see what the hell she brought with her.
“Well, my first step of the Cursed Crew Intervention was going to be to get you wasted on ice cream in hopes that you’d love me so much you couldn’t leave.”
Another laugh escapes me at the craziness of her statement.
“Wait…what? You wanted to get me drunk on ice cream? Nice plan, lady.”
“Hey, I was desperate and what girl doesn’t like ice cream?”
“Good point,” I reply with a giggle.
Shaking her head, she removes the frozen treat from the bag, setting it down on the counter.
“Get the bowls and spoons. We can still enjoy all this goodness while we concoct a plan.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” I reply turning from her and pulling all the stuff from the cabinets.
For the next few hours, Etty and I discuss our master plan to bring back the Cursed Crew. We may have over indulged a bit with the sweets, but hey, a girl can live every now and again.
Not sure if what we’ve discussed will actually work, we figure it’s as good a strategy as any. No one else seems to be getting off their asses to make a change, so why can’t we?
As we begin to clean up our make shift sundae stand in the kitchen, there’s a knock at the door. Looking between one another, we both shrug our shoulders.
“Are you expecting someone?” She asks with a puzzled expression.
“No, I haven’t a clue who it could be,” I reply tossing the bowls into the dishwasher.
“Well, we better look. Want me to get it?”
“Yeah sure, I’ll just finish up here.”
With my back to the door, I busy myself in the kitchen while Etty answers the door. As I’m putting the last of the ice cream back into the freezer, I hear her voice echo from the door way.
“Umm, Ash, it’s for you?”
Closing the freezer door, I peer around the corner to see a forlorn Steve standing next to Etty. I clutch onto the towel in my hand, squeezing it for dear life. His stare is directed to me, as if I’m the only one in the room. I can’t help but gaze back into his eyes, seeing something behind them, but I’m not sure what it is.
Etty clears her throat and the trance is broken.
“Umm yeah, umm well…” I can’t seem to form a coherent sentence. What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Yes, well, this is thrilling and all, but I can see that the two of you need some time to….ya know, like talk or something.”
I watch as she moves to the counter, grabs her
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