yell back, it’s not an international emergency.
“Do you need some help?” she says from the other side of the door, which I’m thankful now that I closed.
“Er, no. I think I’ve got it ,” I say.
When I emerge, she is still hovering. “Come and sit down ,” she fusses.
“Alright, I can manage.”
Although, having said that, as I sit down, I pass the point of no return and the sofa is low, so I’m left with the choice between either banging my foot down or banging the rest of me down. It hurts.
“Careful!” admonishes Connie as I suck in air between my teeth.
“Thanks ,” I say sarcastically. “I forgot.”
“Oh, we are in a sour mood today, aren’t we?” Connie takes none of my nonsense.
I sigh. “Sorry, I ’m just so frustrated.”
“And you’ve had a disagreement with Max.”
“Actually, we are yet to have the disagreement, he ran away.” I sneer. “But it’s coming.”
“Come on, he ’s looking after you.”
“I think he ’s talked to Danny and now I can’t trust him.”
“What’s the big problem if he has?”
“Well, now I feel like he isn’t completely on my side. He hasn’t tried to defend him, or pass on any messages, but he has heard him out, so now I feel like he has fallen for some kind of lie.” I huff.
“So you think Max would believe Danny and then turn on you?”
I shrug, knowing I’m being trapped.
“That ’s all you think of Max?”
“No, I just…”
“You’re just wallowing in self-pity.”
I stare at her, daring her to continue, but she isn’t intimidated.
“Max loves you dearly and has looked out for you since the day you became friends. You should trust his judgement and advice. He would never put you in the path of harm.”
“But he thinks I should hear Danny out.” I scoff. “Not, mind you , that he’s beating down my door with an explanation. But even if he was, why would I listen to lies?”
“What if they’re not lies?” she says and holds my stare.
“He’s got to you too hasn’t he?” I say slowly. I’m staggered that I’ve lost everyone to whatever lie he is spinning.
“No one ‘gets’ to me ,” she argues. “But you're not seeing reason right now and I’m just asking you to remember who is and will always be on your side.” Pausing, she strokes my hair. “If Max thinks you should talk to him then maybe you should.”
I shake my head. “I’m going to go and l ie down,” I say absently. I start to shuffle my way up to my feet and Connie stands to help me. “I can manage,” I snap.
“Ok ay.” She holds her hands up and steps back so that I can pass. “I’ll check on you later then,” she says as I go into the bedroom. I feel really guilty as I sink into my freshly made bed and turn on my new TV, all courtesy of Max. There’s another small silver remote on the bedside table and a satellite remote like the one in the living room, which controls the same box, via a little sensor thing sitting beneath the TV. He has really thought of everything to make me comfortable…I’m being a real bitch. I just don’t know which way to turn right now and I wish I had one person I could talk to about it, that wasn’t a Danny sympathiser.
Hopefully, they’ll drop it eventually, when they see I’m not budging. I try to find a comfortable position and close my eyes. Drifting, I start to wonder what Danny could have said to Max that would make him switch like that. I suppose I can’t really blame Max, I couldn’t believe that Danny could treat me like this either. Maybe believing the lie was easier than accepting the disappointing truth.
“Liv.” I stir and feel Max standing beside me. “Liv, you need to take your tablets ,” he says gently.
I ignore him and keep my eyes closed.
“Liv, come on. You can hate me, but you need to take these. Remember what the doctor said about not letting the pain get ahead of you.”
Reluctantly , I open my eyes and sigh. I then have to suffer the indignity of
“Do you need some help?” she says from the other side of the door, which I’m thankful now that I closed.
“Er, no. I think I’ve got it ,” I say.
When I emerge, she is still hovering. “Come and sit down ,” she fusses.
“Alright, I can manage.”
Although, having said that, as I sit down, I pass the point of no return and the sofa is low, so I’m left with the choice between either banging my foot down or banging the rest of me down. It hurts.
“Careful!” admonishes Connie as I suck in air between my teeth.
“Thanks ,” I say sarcastically. “I forgot.”
“Oh, we are in a sour mood today, aren’t we?” Connie takes none of my nonsense.
I sigh. “Sorry, I ’m just so frustrated.”
“And you’ve had a disagreement with Max.”
“Actually, we are yet to have the disagreement, he ran away.” I sneer. “But it’s coming.”
“Come on, he ’s looking after you.”
“I think he ’s talked to Danny and now I can’t trust him.”
“What’s the big problem if he has?”
“Well, now I feel like he isn’t completely on my side. He hasn’t tried to defend him, or pass on any messages, but he has heard him out, so now I feel like he has fallen for some kind of lie.” I huff.
“So you think Max would believe Danny and then turn on you?”
I shrug, knowing I’m being trapped.
“That ’s all you think of Max?”
“No, I just…”
“You’re just wallowing in self-pity.”
I stare at her, daring her to continue, but she isn’t intimidated.
“Max loves you dearly and has looked out for you since the day you became friends. You should trust his judgement and advice. He would never put you in the path of harm.”
“But he thinks I should hear Danny out.” I scoff. “Not, mind you , that he’s beating down my door with an explanation. But even if he was, why would I listen to lies?”
“What if they’re not lies?” she says and holds my stare.
“He’s got to you too hasn’t he?” I say slowly. I’m staggered that I’ve lost everyone to whatever lie he is spinning.
“No one ‘gets’ to me ,” she argues. “But you're not seeing reason right now and I’m just asking you to remember who is and will always be on your side.” Pausing, she strokes my hair. “If Max thinks you should talk to him then maybe you should.”
I shake my head. “I’m going to go and l ie down,” I say absently. I start to shuffle my way up to my feet and Connie stands to help me. “I can manage,” I snap.
“Ok ay.” She holds her hands up and steps back so that I can pass. “I’ll check on you later then,” she says as I go into the bedroom. I feel really guilty as I sink into my freshly made bed and turn on my new TV, all courtesy of Max. There’s another small silver remote on the bedside table and a satellite remote like the one in the living room, which controls the same box, via a little sensor thing sitting beneath the TV. He has really thought of everything to make me comfortable…I’m being a real bitch. I just don’t know which way to turn right now and I wish I had one person I could talk to about it, that wasn’t a Danny sympathiser.
Hopefully, they’ll drop it eventually, when they see I’m not budging. I try to find a comfortable position and close my eyes. Drifting, I start to wonder what Danny could have said to Max that would make him switch like that. I suppose I can’t really blame Max, I couldn’t believe that Danny could treat me like this either. Maybe believing the lie was easier than accepting the disappointing truth.
“Liv.” I stir and feel Max standing beside me. “Liv, you need to take your tablets ,” he says gently.
I ignore him and keep my eyes closed.
“Liv, come on. You can hate me, but you need to take these. Remember what the doctor said about not letting the pain get ahead of you.”
Reluctantly , I open my eyes and sigh. I then have to suffer the indignity of
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