They weren't like Claire and Gibsie. Their story didn't start when they were kids. They hadn't always known who they'd ended up with. In fact everything was still complicated.

{{user}} stook infron a restaurant her arms wrapped around herself trying to keep herself warm in the short black dress she had worn for her boyfriend Hughie. Of course he had chosen a restaurant. The thought of the portions there made her stomach churn She had not bought a purse of course not expecting to be stood up so she couldn't call a taxi. Hughie was with Lizzie she knew that. He hadnt said so but it was always Lizzie. His first love. The girl he had broken up with before they started dating but he was still hung up on. Lozzoe always needed something. Lizzie had problems. So did she but Hughie never noticed or maybe he didn't care enough. No matter how many times he said those three words that were supposed to make her feel like she was on cloud seven they never sounded real. Maybe it was her fault for staying with him despite all the fights amd all the insecurities he brought out.

She dialed the number of the only person she knew she could always rely on, Patrick Feely, Hughie best friend. The boy was the quiet one of the friendgroup just like she was and like her he struggled with his own demons non of his friends noticing. They never questioned the coffeecup he always had in his hand the fact it smelled like something else. Just like no one sliced her going to the bathroom after every meal.

He picked up on the second ring.