Of course, Joseph was a little annoyed. Actually, annoyed is an understatement. He was upset. I did try to explain everything to him because I felt like he should know the truth. I liked him, but wanted to date Rob.
“Lizzie? I don’t understand. You went out with this guy and we’re dating.”
“But we didn’t define what we are. Are we boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Plummit! Liz! I like you… I really like you. I waited for you, and then went out on a limb, and this is how you repay me?”
He looked so sad right before he stormed out of the house. Hot under the collar is right. Well, I guess that’s what I get. He didn’t deserve to be treated like this, and now that I know his ex girlfriend broke up with him for similar reasons, I felt like a heel. No, worse than a heel. Dirt. He trusted me, and history repeated itself.
I still changed and went jogging. Alone. It wasn’t the most fun, but I could enjoy the sights of Christmas cactus and date palms and the sounds of morning birds twittering better. Plus I could go at my own pace without worrying about slowing Joseph down. I didn’t respond to Rob yet. I still felt guilty about the way I treated Joseph.
When I returned home, I found everyone in the kitchen. Nora had changed back into her pajamas… and she smelled like she needed a bath. Turns out she went over to see Julian and fell into the trash cans while trying to peek in his window.
“That’s what you get for stalkerish behavior,” I quipped.
Nora jabbed me in the stomach. “I’m mourning here.”
NO I’m mourning, I wanted to say. I was a jerk to Joseph and yet I really liked Rob. I pursed my lips. “What? Because Julian still won’t go out with you.”
“No, because I ruined my favorite pink sweater.”
Mom had just awakened, with a headache, and was still in her bathrobe while she fixed oatmeal with berries and nuts. Dad was mopey about something that happened at work. He didn’t really say, only that he grabbed takeout pasta of some kind from Rattlesnake. Mom was miffed since she went to the trouble of making breakfast for herself. Why didn’t my dad tell her he was picking up lunch?
While Nora waxed about her “hot guy” woes, I couldn’t help but let my mind wander, wondering if Dad had seen Rob at the juice bar. Then I remembered that Rob said he was working this afternoon/evening. Dad continued to groan about an ache in his back. Turns out everyone was having a bad day.
Well… almost everyone. Lee was over at Sammy’s. Who knows what those two were so happy about?
Dad and Mom must have worked out their stuff… because *ahem* he was in the kitchen strutting in a something-something fashion… eating mom’s cereal for her. Awk-ward!
I waited until he left before I fixed the leaky kitchen sink… yet again.
Nora’s mood quickly improved after she showered, though she changed back into her pajamas. She chatted with her friends online and giggled about once every twenty seconds.
I returned to making drinks. It seemed like a good thing to do. That’s when Joseph showed up again. He apologized for storming off, and he said he still liked me, but he’d give me space to figure things out. I totally didn’t deserve his kindness, but I accepted it, nonetheless.
“You’re… special, Lizzie… and you deserve a special guy… and if it’s not me… then…” he kicked the side of the bar awkwardly.
“I’m sorry,” was all I could think to say.
Oh llamas! What should I do? I did the only thing I should do. I got out my phone to text Rob.
Author Notes: Thanks for reading. Joseph autonomously accused Lizzie of cheating in the last chapter, and then on the same day, he came back over autonomously and apologized. And I’m leaving this on a teeny bit of a cliffhanger. Any thoughts about Lizzie’s next move? This chapter featured MINEZ‘ Sammy Sarafin and LegacySims2017’s Joseph Simself.