Reclaiming the Sand(65)

“Congratulations!” Julie exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. I could only blink back, still in a state of shock.

“You should take what the judge said to heart. You’re doing well. Keep it up. Don’t let other people bring you down.” Julie said, frowning as Dania approached.

“How’d it go?” Dania asked.

“I’d better go. Congratulations again, Ellie. Let’s have coffee in the next few weeks,” Julie said, her distaste for Dania hidden by a charming smile.

“You still talk to her? Wasn’t she your caseworker or something? Hell mine went into early retirement after I left the system. I guess I had been too much for her,” Dania sneered.

“Yeah. Well, they’re dismissing the original charges and my probation’s over,” I told her.

Her mouth was smiling but her eyes were flat. “That’s great, Ells. We should go celebrate!” she enthused.

The clerk handed me my paperwork and I shook hands with Mr. Cox. “Thank you sir, for everything,” I told him and I realized I meant it.

Mr. Cox patted my arm. “Good luck to you, Ellie,” he said shortly and then left the courthouse, most likely hoping he’d never have to see me again.

I turned back to Dania who was waiting impatiently with a hand resting on her stomach. “So, you wanna go to Ma’s? Get some pie? You can tell me all about why I haven’t seen you in weeks and I can tell you how pissed I am at you,” Dania said, laughing, though I knew she meant it. She was mad. We walked outside onto the sidewalk while I thought of a way to part ways.

“Uh, actually…” I began and then my world imploded.

“Ellie!” No, no, no!

“Is that Freaky?” Dania giggled, watching as Flynn jogged across the road towards us.

“Uh…” I stuttered. Why was I having such a hard time formulating words?

“Ellie!” Flynn called again. His voice was loud and he was waving his arms as he walked right out into traffic. Horns sounded and Flynn covered his ears.

“Stop it!” he yelled.

“Oh my god! What the f*ck is he doing?” Dania was laughing in near hysterics.

Flynn finally got across the road without being run over. He looked a bit shaken and I wanted to hold him. He looked harried and more than a little frantic but then he saw me and the smile was a happy one.

“Ellie!” he called out again but I was frozen in place beside Dania.

“Why is he yelling for you like that? Is he f*cking mental? What a retard!” she mocked.

Her harsh words snapped me out of my un-moving trance.

“He’s meeting me actually,” I told her sharply. Dania wheeled around to look at me, her mouth agape.

“Are you kidding me? You’re hanging out with Freaky Fucking Flynn Hendrick? Is this a joke?” she jeered.

I looked down at the girl who had been my best friend for the last ten years. The girl I thought I would stand by no matter what.

We weren’t so different, Dania and I. We could both be hateful and nasty. We could both be cruel and vicious. And we could both be vulnerable and insecure.

However, the one big difference between us is that I was ready to leave those painful parts behind me. I had finally realized living my life in an emotional void wasn’t how I wanted to be. Unfortunately for Dania, she hadn’t yet made that realization. I hoped the birth of her baby would change that. But I wasn’t sure anything could snap her out of her selfishness.

I took a step away from her. “No, it’s not a joke. Flynn and I are together now,” I said, hating that despite my firm resolve, my voice shook. I wanted to be strong and confident not meek and cowed.

Flynn reached my side and smiled at me. “I’m hungry. Are you hungry?” he asked, not even looking at Dania.

“I’m starving,” I said, smiling up at him. Dania was looking back and forth between us. I was poised ready to fend off her attack, knowing it was coming.

“Are you kidding me?” Dania asked again, her eyes narrowed.

Flynn looked at Dania and then down to the ground. He started to rub his hands together but then stopped. I was proud of the way he purposefully put them at his side.

“Dania, you remember Flynn?” I asked, putting emphasis on his name. Dania didn’t say anything but from the red flush spreading across her neck I knew her anger was about to boil over.

“This is why I haven’t seen you? You’ve been playing babysitter for the f*cking retard?” she demanded, her voice loud and shrill. I saw several people look our way.

“I’m not a retard!” Flynn yelled back.

This was going to explode quickly if I didn’t shut it down.

“Stop it, Dania. Calling Flynn names is immature and juvenile. Don’t you think we’ve grown beyond high school bullshit?” I asked, trying not to lose my own temper. I had always been able to control it with Dania. As much as I have wanted to tell her what I really think, I had always swallowed my tongue.

Not now. Not when she was trying to tear down the one person I had ever cared about.

Dania drew herself upright. “You stupid, f*cking bitch! You’re dropping me because you want to feel up the town nut job? Seriously? Did you forget how much you hated him high school? How it was you that made up the name Freaky Flynn? That you were the one…”