fuck would you agree to take this place? Betty was a fuckin’ cunt, and here you are workin’ at her place after what she fuckin’ did to you?”
I feel myself shrinking back into the chair. He is getting angry and ready to blow his top. If his face gets any redder, steam will come from his ears. Not good. Not good at all.
“It’s not her place anymore, the new sign will be going up next week and then renovations start and yes, she hurt us all, but this is my place now. It’s going to be different,” Eden says quietly.
“Fuck that, and fuck you. You and Betty, so much alike. Fuck you.” Mason gets up angrily from his seat and looks at me. “Sorry, Moira, cuttin’ this short. We’ll get together another time.”
He gets up, leaving his coffee on the table, and stalks out of the Bakery.
I’m left sitting here, stunned. I have no clue what to say as I watch Eden cry. I feel bad for her, but I feel more for Mason. I want to go after him, but decide against it.
She wipes at her face and sits down in the seat Mason just left.
“You’re the nurse from the hospital, right?” she asks hesitantly.
“Yes, I am. That’s how I originally met Mason,” I tell her.
“I shouldn’t be doing this, because he hates me so damn much right now, but I need to know what your intentions are with Mason.”
My eyes go up as I look at her. In the hospital, I witnessed Mason and Eden hugging often, but something is definitely up with them right now. At first, I don’t see how it is any of her business, but then I relent. “I like him,” I say quietly.
“If you want to be good enough for him, you need a back bone. Otherwise, any relationship you have with him is fucked,” she states plainly.
“Um, okay,” is all I can say.
“He just lost his wife. Why are you moving in so soon?” she asks sharply.
“I’m not,” I reply, giving her a slightly dirty look. “He’s the one that asked me on a date. Mostly, it’s him pissed at me and ruining my flowers, but he’s the one that asked me out.”
Eden’s face turns to shock. “Oh,” she whispers. “I love him, I do. Don’t get me wrong. Right now, we’re going through things, what with Hilary’s death and him blaming me, but he’s my best friend. You need to back off. It’s way too soon for him to move on.”
With that, she gets up from the chair and moves to the back of the bakery. For some weird crazy reason, a cold snap hits the room. I watch Eden shiver, as if it’s causing her pain. The strangest thing, though, is I feel as if the cold is hugging me, trying to keep me warm through this chilly blast. Then just as quickly, it’s gone. Did the A/C just randomly turn on? That was strange.
I won’t cry. It’s stupid that I want to. Wiping at my eyes, I feel dumb. I don’t know if I am hurt that he left, or if Eden’s words make me feel like shit. Taking out my phone, I call Shawn. She knows them, and she knows me, kind of. I feel comfortable with her. She is different than the girls I work with, and I trust her.
“Hello,” she answers, picking up quickly.
“Hey,” I sniffle.
“What did he do?” she asks, automatically assuming my tears are due to Mason.
“Nothing, really, it’s… I’m so lame.” I exit the bakery and fill her in on my day as I get in my car. We hang up with me agreeing to meet her at my place with ice cream after work. She is bringing the movie—girls night.
I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. I opened my stupid ass mouth and asked Moira on a date. Shit. I get home and text Mona, asking if she can keep Hunter for the night. She texts back ‘of course’.
I should just ask her if she wants to adopt him, because I barely see the kid anyway. It’s too fuckin’ hard to be around him. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, and every time I look at him, I’m reminded of Hilary.
I play with my phone for a few minutes before calling Lilly. “Hello?”
“Lilly-pad, need some