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Martina's POV

My phone ringing is what woke me up and when I opened my eye's they felt all grainy, full of sand, one of the side effects of crying myself to sleep I guessed.

I rolled over, grabbing my phone and looking at the screen. It was Brian and I just laid there watching it ring until it went to message bank. I couldn't answer it, not right now.

I rolled over onto my back, staring at the ceiling, trying to deal with all of this in my head, but not wanting to at the same time. I just felt a little afraid and broken and I wasn't sure what to do with myself.

I rolled back over and grabbed my phone. 1 new message. I called my message bank and listened.

'Hey, it's me, I guess you're still asleep or something. Call me when you wake up, I dunno, I can come over or something, maybe we can talk? Anyway talk later.'

I closed my eye's, no way was I in anyway ready to talk to him, to have this talk that I knew was coming, I couldn't do it today and I don't think I could ever do it.

I pressed a number and held the phone to my ear again.

"Hello." A muffled voice answered.

"Lana, I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

"Huh." She mumbled. "Nah, it's okay. What's up?"

"Do you feel like doing something today? Hanging out or whatever?" Because if I was with Lana I wouldn't have to deal with Brian.

"Um yeah I guess." She mumbled. "What do you feel like doing?"

"Hmm I don't know, we could go shopping or something." I suggested. "How about if I have a quick shower and I can come over and we can go out and grab some breakfast?"

"Yeah that works." She said. "See you soon." And I thanked god for her as I hung up. Lana my life saver.

I jumped in the shower, taking a little time to savour it and let it wash some of my sadness away, then I got out, deciding what I wanted to wear for the day. After I was dressed I sat on the edge of my bed, once again picking up my phone.

"Hello." He answered after three rings. "Were you sleeping?"

"Oh yeah I was, sorry." I told him and I wasn't lying, I had been sleeping when he'd rung.

"So what are you up to today?" He asked. "I thought I might come over, maybe we could go somewhere for lunch?"

"Oh I can't." I told him. "I've already made plans with Lana. We're having breakfast then shopping."

He chuckled softly, only it wasn't a nice chuckle, it was a sarcastic chuckle. "Dinner maybe?" He suggested.

"Hmm yeah." I said, trying to think quickly. "I'll let you know, you know what Lana's like, we could be out all day."

"Yeah well just call me I guess." He mumbled.

"I will."

"Bye." He said hanging up and I closed my eye's.

Bye, that was it. He used to tell me he loved me, all the time, even if he'd only seen me five minutes ago he would still tell me he loved, now he just said bye.

No, I was not going to cry again, I wasn't, so I grabbed my bag and headed out to my car, driving myself to Lana's apartment. I arrived at the door and waited for her to buzz me in, then I climbed the stairs to her third floor apartment.

She opened the door for me and I looked at her. She looked a little off and I wondered what was bothering her. Her eye's looked a little red, puffy, just like I imagined my eye's looked right about now.

"Are you okay?" I asked her as she closed the door behind me.

"What?" She asked, looking confused for a moment. "Oh yeah, I just slept like shit, I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Okay." I said. "So shall we go?"

She agreed, grabbing her bag. I decided to drive and we made our way downtown, parking and finding a café to have breakfast at. Once we were all settled and had ordered Lana focused her attention on me.

"What's Brian doing today?" She asked.

I shrugged. "I'm not sure." It was the truth, I wasn't sure.

"Okay Marty, spit it out, what is it?" She demanded.

I bit my lip. "He rang first thing, wanting to talk........" And I let my voice trail off.

"So instead of talking you quickly made plans with me right?"

I nodded. Of course she was right.

"You're going to have to talk with him sooner or later Marty and the longer you leave it the harder it will get." She told me.

"Well I'm not ready for that talk Lana, I'm not ready to break up, so please just let me enjoy it for a few more days, I just need a few more days to get used to the idea and then, then I guess I'll talk to him."

"So you're just going to keep on avoiding him?" She asked me, frowning.

"No, yes, I don't know, I guess so."

"Oh Marty." She said softly, reaching over and squeezing my hand. "I'm sorry all of this is happening, I really am and if there was anyway I could fix it I would."

"I know you would." I said smiling at her and I knew she would.

I valued Lana's friendship. so much, she was a great friend to everybody I just couldn't help but think that not everyone was a great friend to her.

Our coffee arrived and I sat back, sipping mine, looking at Lana. She'd said to me that if she could fix things for me she would, but as I looked at her, as I saw pain in her eye's, pain that I'd never seen before, I wondered what was wrong, what was upsetting Lana and then I couldn't help but wonder, who was going to fix it, whatever it was, who was going to fix it for her?