you?"
"No, Dr. Sullivan. Sometimes I think I have, and I'll go days feeling normal, but then someone or something reminds me of her and it hurts all over again."
"Can you tell me where you are, Kid? Do you need me to come to you?"
Oh, god. A pain in my chest, an ache so deep that I didn't realize it was possible, begins to squeeze and throb. I want to see someone familiar, someone that cared about me back home, I want it badly, but I can't risk it.
"No," I tell her. "Thank you, but I think it's best if I just try to take your advice and keep the past in the past."
"Okay, Kid. I'm glad you called. Don't worry about a thing, it's still doctor-patient privilege regardless of the fact that you are no longer in this place. I can't say a word to your parents, but please, I want you to call me at any time if you need anything at all. I will always be available to you, you got that? That's why I gave you my personal cell phone number."
"You don't know how much that means to me, Dr. Sullivan."
Before I change my mind and take her up on her offer, I hang up.
The phone call to Dr. Sullivan took a lot longer than I expected and now I have to hurry up if I want to make the one o' clock cycling class before the library. I called the gym to make sure the scheduled instructor was going to be there and there wasn't going to be a surprise substitute in the form of Brady. I just need to make it through the day in solitude. It will help get me back on track. '
I throw a change of clothes into by gym bag, check to make sure my shower stuff is in there, pull my hair up into a bun and I'm out the door. Elyse is in the hall with a man that I presume to be the fiance.
"Paige! Oh, great. You can finally meet Garrett."
Damn. I thought this guy was out of town until Monday. So much for my quick escape. Garrett smiles and puts his hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you, Paige. Elyse hasn't stopped talking about you since I got back."
Garrett is very tall, probably 6' 5" or so. It's a good thing Elyse is quite tall herself. They look good together. Elyse even looks happier than the few times I've seen her before. Probably because she's not alone in a strange city anymore.
"Nice meeting you as well. I hate to run off so quickly, but I have a test coming up and hours of studying."
Elyse smiles. "Of course, Paige. We'll see you Tuesday. Oh, and bring that completely hot guy I saw over here the other night."
She winks at me and Garrett doesn't bat an eyelash when she mentions another man. That's always a good sign in a partner. I think.
"I'm not sure he can make it, but I'll ask him," I lie.
There is no way I'm asking Brady to come for dinner, I think to myself as I ride the elevator downstairs. It would seem too much like a double date. Yet, the idea of having someone else there so that I'm not on my own with two people that I don't really know, well, it is appealing. Not that I know Brady so much better; I met him a few days ago. Oddly, it feels like I do, though. He's become the only source of familiarity to me and I like it.
I took too long getting my act together so I have to take my car instead of walking to the campus. Now that I've seen it, I notice the motorcycle Brady took me on only two rows and one stall away from my car. One of those stupid smiles is on my face before I even realize it. All from looking at a bike. I'm a smitten idiot.
Nicole would be so proud.
I pull in to the first spot I see near the student center and jog over to the gym. I manage to throw my stuff inside a locker and get to the cycling class just in time. It's a good class, but the instructor doesn't quite inspire me the way Brady did, which is no surprise since I don't have a crush on this girl.
After a quick shower, I throw on some yoga pants and a t-shirt with Hello Kitty on the front. Childish, maybe, but I just don't think you are ever too old for Hello Kitty. Nicole used to love teasing me about my thing for Hello Kitty, even when I was young
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