"Hello" Ryan's voices sounds groggy threw the phone.
"Hey man" I say while getting comfortable on the pull out couch.
"What's up? It's like 2 in the morning" he groans
"I'm sleeping on the couch" I confess
"I fucked up and I'm already sleeping on the couch" I groan
"What did you do" I can tell he's rolling his eyes.
I explain to him everything that happened to night. From the moment we felt the baby kick to when she wanted to sleep alone.
"Wow" is all Ryan said
"Yeah.. I know" I groan
"Well if I was here I would have made you go sleep at your moms" he chuckles
"Shut up" I roll my eyes.
"She to good to you, you know that" he tells me.
"More like she to good for me"
"Well that too" he chuckles "Hey man I'm gonna go to bed, it's very late"
"Okay I'll talk to you later" I say
"Bye" Ryan's yawns
"Bye" I say back and end the call.
God. I never knew how empty sleeping without Malia could be. I don't have her body to hold onto or her beautiful face to look at and fall asleep to.
I unlock my phone, scrolling threw my pictures. I click on a picture of Malia and just stare at it. Its not the same but it's still her beautiful face.
I wake up to the smell of coffee and sound feet running around the house.
"Shit!" I hear Malias voice almost at a whisper tone.
I watch her run past me and ready to open the door "Where are you going" she jumps and then turns around.
"To work" she says sternly and slams the door.
I was suppose to work next week but Anna said that she would like me to come in today. I didn't even hesitate to answer. It was perfect excuse to be away from Justin and think a little bit more.
There's probably nothing else to think about and it's just my inner bitch coming out wanting to give Justin a hard time. But either way I don't want to be stuck in the house with him.
I stand behind the counter waiting for customers. A few have come in and but now it's a bit slow. I have an hour till I'm done with work and I can go home...
I look threw my vogue magazine until I hear the bell on the door ring. I look up and see Justin walking threw the door "Are you serious" I say under my breath and I watch Justin walk towards the counter.
"It's like dajavoo coming in here" he chuckle.
I roll my eyes and look back down at my magazine ignoring him.
"Come on Malia" he wines.
"Justin I'm working" I glare at him
He puts his hands up in defense "I'm sorry for distracting you.. You are pretty busy with this store full of people" he says sarcastically.
"Your an asshole" I set my magazine and go into the back were only the workers goes, trying to get away from Justin.
I hear he jump over the counter and follow me into the back "Baby seriously" he groans
"Justin just stop! I want my space! I need to breath okay! Just go I'll be home soon." I blurt out
"O-okay.. Fine I'll see you later" he says quietly
I watch as he walks away with his head rubbing the back of his neck. I mean sure I felt bad but I just want my space and to be alone but he doesn't get it. I understand he wants to fix the problem but not everything can get fix in one day.