At 8 'o clock, I received a call from Bianca while preparing dinner.
"Hello, Bee"
"El" I hear her sniffing in the background
"What's wrong, Bee? Are you okay?"
"..."
"Bee! Answer me. You're freaking me out over here" I say, dropping the knife I was using to chop up the onions on the counter.
"I'm- I'm coming over, El."
"What do you mean, Bee? Where are you?"
"It's over between us. I left him."
"Jason?"
"I'll be at your place in a couple of minutes"
"Wait, you can't come o-"
That was when she cut the call.
A few minutes later, I open the door and see Bianca standing there, with a tear stricken face and two duffel bags on the floor in front of her.
"What the-"
I'm cut off when she swings her arms open and envelopes me in a hug. Not a moment later she begins crying in my arms.
I pull her inside and quickly take her to the living room.
"Shhh, it's gonna be okay Bee. Calm down for me. Then we can talk okay"
She sniffs and gives me a short nod and takes a seat on the couch.
I take that as an opportunity to go back to the door and fetch her bags and bring them to the living room.
I quickly grab a box of tissue, two tubs of ice cream, chocolate and vanilla, with two spoons and a blanket.
I place the items on the coffee table and seat next to her.
"Come on Bee. Talk to Mama" I say and face her.
"It happened so fast, El. One minute we were helping each other cook, the next minute we're arguing, saying some hurtful stuff we don't mean."
I hand her the chocolate tub of ice cream and a spoon.
Nothing chocolate can't fix.
She opens it and starts digging in, and I shortly follow with eating mine.
"He said a few hurtful things to me, El. Whether intentional or not, it still hurt" she pauses and eats a spoonful of her ice cream.
"He hurt my feelings..." one spoon "I just asked him a few questions about where he's been lately, what he's been doing and who he's been with..." two spoons of ice cream "And he just flipped out" three spoons of ice cream
"Damn, this ice creams so good"
"I know right" I say enjoying mine too
"Oh yeah. Where was I?... Oh right. Next thing, we're arguing. I'm throwing plates at him. We're cussing at each other and he yells at me for accusing him of cheating. And basically suggests that we call it quits and out of anger, I agreed with him and left."
"Woah" was all I could say
"I know" she said and started crying again.
I take the tub of ice cream from her hands and place it on the table.
"Come here" I say while opening my arms for a hug.
It felt like hours, when it was actually five minutes of us staying in each others embrace with her crying on my shoulder and me whispering soothing words to her.
"I'm sorry Bee... I thought after the night y'all went out together, everything will at least get better."
"You know what?" She asks wiping her tears with the sleeve of her jersey.
"What?" I hand her the box of tissues.
"I'm done crying. I'm done crying for Jason and because of him. If he really loved me he'll have to come after me and beg for forgiveness and explain to me what's been going on." She says and wipes her tears with a tissue.
"That's my girl, although I so want to punch him in the face right now."
"Don't worry about it. So where am I sleeping tonight... You know what never mind, I'm gonna take my bags to the other room."
I try to stop her but she's already too far.
"Bee, you can't go there!" I shout going after her.
"Why?" She asks just as she opens the door to the other room.
Before I could even tell her anything else, she screams.
Like really loudly.
I quickly cover her mouth with my hand and drag her out the room.
"Okay, listen Bee. I'm going to remove my hand now so promise me you won't scream and you'll let me explain things first."
"Mmmnhmmn" is what comes out from her covered mouth but nonetheless she nods her head.
I slowly remove my hand from her mouth.
"Why is there a dead man lying on your spare bed... The same bed I would sometimes sleep on when we have sleepovers?"
"First of all he's not dead. Second of all that's Dmitri's brother, Alexander, the one he asked me to look after."
"Ohh... He's here now? I thought he would be here like in a week"
"Yeah. Dmitri brought him today in the afternoon. He said the sooner he's out of the hospital, the safer he is."
"He's handsome though" she says referring to Alexander.
"I know."
"If I wasn't in love with Jason, I'd probably be going after him... Like I'd seriously stalk him, find out where he lives, what car he drives, what size shoe, underwear he wears, what-"
"Oh my gosh Bee. I've heard enough. He's off limits. Okay?"
"Woah, girl. Already staking your claim on him, aren't ya?"
"What? No!"
"Don't worry, it's alright. Its about time you got yourself a man..."
"Even if he's on his deathbed" she adds
"He's not dying! That was very mean, Bee." I say and cross my arms
"Okay. I'm sorry, that was definitely harsh-"
"Yes, it was" I counter back
"So where am I going to sleep now?" She asks imitating my actions by crossing her arms and then pouting
"You can sleep on the couch-"
"No way!" She cuts me off
"Orrrrr, you can sleep next to me."
"Uhh, another no"
"What? Why?"
"You know when you're asleep, you go all Jackie Chan and move around. I mean, one minute your back is towards me, next thing your knee is on my stomach... So thanks, but no thanks."
"I guess you're sleeping on the couch then"
She rolls her eyes and takes her bags to my room.
"Ugh, guess I'm sleeping next to you."
"Make yourself at home, my dear" I say in a fake British accent.
"Oh, I was busy cooking before you arrive. Do you want me to dish up for you?"
"Yeah... What did you cook?" She asks raising her eyebrows and clapping her heads.
"Oh, I just made spaghetti Boulogne's"
"Did you know I was coming and decided to prepare my favorite meal?"
"Pshh, no. It just happened. Its like you knew I was cooking your favourite meal and decided to show up."
"Yeah, you got me. I didn't want anybody to find out but... I'm psychic." She says in a serious tone.
"Oh my gosh. Are you serious, like really serious?" I ask in an overly enthusiastic voice
"Yeah. Serious as a heart attack."
"Wow. So are you also a witch" I play along with her
"Yeah. Earlier on today I cast a spell on you. You will love cats so much, that you will become a cat lady before the age of 40."
After that we both burst out laughing.
What a day its been for me. So much drama, and I'm pretty sure more is yet to come...