Oh Amelia

I sighed as I got in my car and blasted the AC. Working in sports was fun and rewarding but whoever decided to put a baseball field in Phoenix must have been fucking insane. I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I started on my way home. I'd been in Arizona for a little over two months and I was starting to warm up to it, no pun intended. The season was about halfway over which meant things were winding down a bit. I turned on my Jack's Mannequin pandora station and set the cruise control as I drove home.

My music went silent and my phone started to vibrate. I hit the answer button and spoke.

"Hello?"

"Hey Amelia, it's John."

"Hey John."

"Hey, um, so I was just bored and hungry. I wanted to know if you were down to go to wing night?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm starving. I was on my way home now but I'll just meet you at the restaurant."

"Yeah, that's awesome. I'll see you soon."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and the song picked up where it left off. John and I had been hanging out occasionally. We'd go for drinks or dinner every now and then, sometimes alone and sometimes with a few others. We were nowhere near dating though. We'd usually meet at the destination and go our separate ways afterward. I think I've only been to his apartment twice and once was to walk his dog Ruby. Andrew would have loved her.

The relationship I had with John was actually like that of a brother and sister. But not in the way other girls say when they cuddle with the man in a way they clearly would not do with a brother. We were very platonic.

Don't get me wrong, he's a nice and attractive guy but he's not Andrew and he never will be.

As I pulled into the restaurant I started to feel tired and out of it. I argued with myself whether I should or shouldn't. Would he know? Probably not.

I made my decision and reached into my purse and pulled out the small baggie. I picked out one of the pills and swallowed it, taking a sip of water to wash it down.

I walked inside and asked for a table to two. As I took my seat I spotted John pulling into the parking lot. I read the menu as I felt relaxation wash over my whole body. I leaned into the booth to get comfortable and rested my head on the wall.

"Hey." I heard as John approached and took his seat across from me.

"Hey." I replied with a small smile.

"You look tired." He chuckled as he picked up his menu.

"Yeah, just a little." I replied with a small smile.

We made small talk as we waited for our wings to arrive. He ran a hand through his long hair as he looked at me.

"I hate to bring this up but you seem a lot better today than usual." He commented.

I felt my stomach turn with guilt.

"Yeah, I'm starting to feel more normal." I nodded, hoping he would believe it.

"That's really great, Amelia." He said genuinely. "So, a few of the guys are coming over to hang out Saturday night if you wanna join."

"I have a home game Sunday night so I can't be up terribly late but I'll come." I agreed.

"Cool, I'll text you when we get everything." He told me.

Just then our food arrived and I started to slowly pick apart the wings. They tasted like the best things I'd ever eaten. I don't know if they really were that good or if it was the drugs but I savored every bite.

"Alright, well I'll see you on Saturday, then?" He asked as we left the restaurant.

"Yeah, for sure." I smiled as I reached out to hug him. He rubbed my back as he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm really proud of you." He said softly.

I frowned, but he couldn't see. We pulled away from the embrace and walked to our cars. He gave me one final wave as he pulled out and I pretended to be on my phone. As soon as he was out of sight I broke down and started sobbing on my steering wheel. While I was crying I heard my phone buzz with a new text.

I got some more if you want it

Yeah how much?