Anna: Building Old BridgesMature

My head was buzzing as I seemed to replay the nights events over and over, I couldn’t get my head around it. I pressed my head against the cool glass of the window and pulled my switched off mobile out of my pocket and turned it on. Instantly my phone began buzzing as text after text filled my inbox, anger bubbled though me and I deleted each text without even reading them …. I didn’t what her pleas of forgiveness or her justifications over what had happened, I just wanted to be left alone.

I  absentmindedly scrolled through my contacts and stopped at the name Leanne she had been my a good friend of mine and Cara’s at college until something had happened and we had fallen out but I had never removed her number as I had always hoped that we would become friends again. And I needed a friend right now.
I pressed the green call button and waited and waited and waited. Perhaps she had seen the caller ID and decided to ignore her phone but after what seemed an age she picked up.

“Hello?” Leanne panted; I guessed that she must have just run the length of her house to answer her mobile.

“Hello Leanne”

“Who’s this?” she enquired, I imagined a blonde brow raised and one hand on her hip.

“It’s Anna”

“Anna?”

“Annabella Hawman, we went to college together….I”

“What do you want?” she asked rather waspishly, she had obviously remembered who I was and was not happy to hear from me. “How did you get my number?”

“I never deleted it …. Look I know how things turned out between us and I am sorry about that but can’t we put the past behind us and be friends again? I do miss you…”

There was a long pause where she seemed to contemplate what I had just said then she said, “I suppose so, I regret what happened to so yes I’d love to be friends again” she said and I could tell that she was smiling.

“So how is university treating you?” Leanne asked and I spent the rest of the train journey talking to Leanne about how much I was enjoying university and how I wished that she should have gone to university as she would have loved it. It felt good chatting to Leanne; I could just for that period of time forget my problems.

“How Cara doing?” Leanne asked suddenly and I felt as though I had just plunged into the cold sea as I was plucked back to reality by the mention of Cara’s name.

“Yeah, she’s good thanks ….. listen it’s been lovely to catch up with you and I’ll have to come and meet up with you as I am home for the week but I have to go now as I have just reached my stop. I’ll text you later bye” I said before hanging up before Leanne could say another word.

It felt good to be building old bridges when other bridges were crumbling down.

The End

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