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So on Wednesday I wrote the a to today’s b. I mean it wasn’t called a, but that is what it was. And I promised a part b today so that’s what we have here.
‘Liz, I need to borrow a dress.’ Lola declared as she walked through the front door and straight into the kitchen. Lizzy turned away from her laptop screen and looked at her sister slightly confused.
‘What on earth is wrong with anything you already own?’ She asked as she turned back to the screen.
‘I’m bored of it. Everything looks wrong on. I dunno I just need a change, can I borrow a dress?’ Lola answered as she dumped her bag and keys on the counter next to Lizzy’s laptop.
‘What’s the occasion?’ She muttered.
‘It’s date night.’ Lizzy looked over at her and raised an eyebrow.
‘So you need to borrow a dress to go on a date with your partner of 8 years?’
‘Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.’
‘I mean yeah, take your pick.’ She focused back on her screen as Lola hovered by the kitchen door.
‘Is Ryan in there?’ Lizzy turned around completely to face her sister.
‘What, my wardrobe? I doubt it.’ She laughed and Lola rolled her eyes as she leaned against the door frame.
‘No, your bedroom?’
‘No, he’s not in the house.’ She shrugged and spun back around to face her laptop.
‘Where is he?’
‘I dunno, something to do with his family.’
‘You pay a lot of attention to him, don’t you?’ Lola scoffed as she walked back over to Lizzy and sat in the chair next to her.
‘Yes, I do actually.’ She snapped.
‘Then where is he exactly?’ Lizzy sighed loudly and started typing.
‘He’s at lunch with his entire family, siblings included.’
‘Yup. Are you going to get that dress or what?’
‘Uh huh, but are you okay?’
‘Yeah, kinda I guess. I dunno a selfish part of me wishes I was there. Which makes him sound like a child who needs to be wrapped in bubblewrap or something and I know he doesn’t. But…’
‘This is kind of a big deal.’ Lola interrupted gently.
‘Look I don’t think anything is going to come of it, realistically. Part of me wants something to, but then I think about toxic that could get and I decide against it being a good idea. But I don’t know how it’s going and as a result I am feeling hugely unprepared and like the world’s most selfish person, because this so isn’t about me.’ She pushed her laptop away and rested her head on her crossed forearms.
‘It’s natural to be concerned though.’ Lola tried, dropping a tentative hand on Lizzy’s shoulder.
‘This goes way beyond concern though. Maybe. I have hit outright wanting to storm out to wherever the fuck they are and tell them to shove it. They do not get to take him from me now.’
‘They aren’t going to take him from you, don’t be ridiculous.’
‘Easy for you to say. You don’t know how much it ruined him for them to just cut him out the way they did. If they give him that olive branch why wouldn’t he take it?’
‘Because it would be stupid to.’ Lola asserted and Lizzy flinged her head back.
‘No, see it wouldn’t be. I’ve been thinking…’
‘Dangerous past time.’ Lola muttered.
‘I know. But seriously so like, we didn’t talk all that much back in the day and now you’re like one of my best friends.’
‘My point is that you or me or the universe or whatever decided to extend an invitation and we took it. We grabbed it by both hands and what if the main reason that we did that was because there was a part of us in the back of our minds that was like “you are supposed to get on with your sister. She’s family. You’re supposed to care”. So we gave it a chance and it worked. The opportunity was there and so we took it. And look where we are now all these years later.’
‘Except at no point did we have an epic blowout that needed to be overcome. We just didn’t get on and then we started trying to. We didn’t argue our way into some form of hatred.’
‘He loves his sisters though. I never got the feeling that he ever really blamed them for the falling out, I’m still convinced that he blames himself for it entirely. So if they are like “hey we forgive you, let’s be friends” why wouldn’t he go for it?’
‘Why wouldn’t that be a good thing though? If it were to happen, why wouldn’t you like it?’
‘Because I don’t like them. I don’t trust them. There is nothing about this situation that I like. And the more I talk about it out loud the more self centred I sound and the worse I feel.’ Her head flopped back down onto her arms.
‘Well I’m not gonna judge you for that. I get it.’
The front door distantly clicked shut and Lola turned her gaze to the kitchen door. After a few moments Ryan walked in, followed closely by Charlie, and wrapped his arms tightly around Lizzy’s waist where she was hunched over. They stayed like that for a minute before Ryan slowly extracted himself from her and looked at Lola.
‘Oh are we using words now?’ She joked.
‘For the time being. Why are you here?’
‘I need a dress for date night. Got distracted, but I’m off to go and do that now.’ She pushed herself out of her seat, brushed her hand across her sister’s back gently and left the room, calling Charlie to follow after her.
‘Hi you.’ Ryan said as he poked Lizzy gently in the side
‘Hey.’ She replied, pulling her head up to look at him.
‘How are you?’ He dropped in to Lola’s departed seat and linked his hand with hers
‘Meh. You?’ She replied quietly.
‘How was lunch?’ Her gaze flicked down to focus on their linked hands.
‘Don’t let me ever agree to do something like that again please.’
‘Why?’ She looked back up at him.
‘Because it was maybe up there as the worse few hours of my life.’
‘Oh fun, fun, fun.’ She drawled.
‘Yeah, so I talked to Dylan on the way home and they are on their way over soon. Basically we’re gonna pig out and watch as many Harry Potter films as possible before we fall asleep.’
‘Did you not just come back from lunch?’ She quirked one of her eyebrows and a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
‘Yeah I didn’t really eat all that much.’ He shrugged, twisting the ring on her right hand slowly.
‘Do you wanna talk about it?’
‘Not right now, but yeah I will.’ Lizzy nodded once and took a deep breath.
‘Alright then, when are they gonna get here?’
‘I would say in the next half hour.’ He replied, taking a quick glance at his watch and extracting his fingers from hers.
‘Cool, I can get some more work done and then I’m yours for the rest of the weekend.’
‘I love you.’ Ryan said sincerely as he stood back up and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
‘You too.’ She smiled properly and pulled her laptop back towards her.
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