The Call

Posted: September 6, 2014 by Arushi in Original Fiction
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Her head throbbed. Literally throbbed with pain while she tried to sleep. Then her phone rang. She knew she should not receive that call. That nothing would come out of talking to anyone right now.

She answered.

It went the way she had expected it to. She talked, but she said far more than she should have. All the barriers, all the filters were down. Lost in the haze of pain and sleep.

She told the truth as she saw it. She spoke of her fears, things she thought would never cross her lips. She knew it wasn’t the complete truth. She knew there were other sides to her stories, but she did not know them. She just knew she ached. She hurt. And she wanted to tell someone.

She did not do pain well. She did not do separation well either. It drove her on edge, made her question everything. She needed to see with her eyes, feel with her hands, otherwise it all felt like smoke to her.

She talked of trust, afraid, so terribly afraid that once it was lost, it could never go back to the way it was. That it would always bear the marks of her actions. So scared, so completely, of losing something she loved, she knew she was holding on too tightly. She had no idea how to let go. Halfway was not something she could do.

The telephone operator sighed. “I just called to tell you about this new insurance policy we have.” He said, exasperated.

She felt the beginning of a smile. “I don’t think I’ll be taking it. But thanks anyways.”

The line went dead and she went back to sleep.

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  1. Elan Mudrow says:

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