Prompt: Challenge 549 - Second
Word count: 250
Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks were flushed pink. In her favourite PJs she had gone through a tub of mint choc chip ice-cream but she didn’t feel better at all.
Patterson hated this broken hearted feeling. She’d spent hours watching Critical Role, one of her favourite online shows, and not even their madcap adventures had brought a ray of sunshine to her gloom.
When the knock at the door came she ignored it.
She ignored it the second time.
And the third.
On the forth she realised they weren’t going to go away. She got up from the couch and stormed to answer.
“Oh,” Patterson’s stomach dropped. It was Jane.
“Can I come in?”
Patterson bit her lip. She couldn’t take more. “You broke up with me Jane, can’t you just leave me alone?”
“That’s the thing. I thought I could do it, I thought it would be for the best,” Jane looked up from the floor to Patterson’s eyes. “I was wrong. I came here to ask you for a second chance.”
“What about it being too complicated? What about you being too confused about your feelings? What about you not being ready for a relationship?”
“I was wrong.”
Jane seemed so earnest, almost desperate. Patterson wanted so much for this to just be okay again. But it wasn’t okay. Jane had hurt her. Really hurt her.
Finally though Patterson nodded. “I guess we can talk,” she said and motioned for Jane to come in.