6 My Phone

Chapter 6: My Phone

The party turned out well for Gigi and she had so much fun. She tried not to stare at Liz for that long and instead she spent the whole time with her friends. They drank a little bit and spent hours and hours just talking and making fun of the drunk adults at the party. It was really nice seeing them again, it felt like nothing had changed and she was a teenager all over again. They were still having the same inside jokes, same ways of talking to each other and the same funny way of interacting.

The feeling of being at home was still present and Gigi couldn't be happier about it. She had really missed Jayla's horrible jokes, Wanda's comments about everything and just Nicky existing in the same universe as her. Her face really hurt from smiling, was it a greater feeling than that? She did not want to know.

Everything seemed like it was back in its place, even her parents where dancing and interacting more. Well, not everything was back in its place, Liz was not by her side?. Yet. But still, she couldn't complain about anything, she was really humbled and grateful that she could recover a bit of the friendship she had with her favorite people on Earth in a matter of hours, her first hours back in Illinois. The fact that they were treating her so normally made her heart melt.

Liz also tried to stay away from Gigi as much as she could. In fact, she decided to tell a little white lie to Delilah and tricked her into believing that she had a stomachache and they spent almost the entire party at Liz's room. She really tried to keep her mind on the conversations she was having with her girlfriend but all of her thoughts were downstairs around that blonde girl who seemed to be waiting for her with crossed arms.

The fact that she couldn't erase Gigi's existence anymore (at least that night) was almost painful to Liz. She was so shaken up to see her just because she was trying her best to even forget Gigi existed. For Liz, Gigi was not her ex-best friend or her ex-whatever, it was somebody who did not cause any impact on her life, or so she wanted to believe.

"Hello? Where's your mind at, baby?" Delilah could act dumb, but she did not have a hair of dumbness on her body. Between the darkness of Liz's room and the loud music, she was not thrilled by where she was at, she wanted to be downstairs and finally meet the part of Liz's family she hadn't met yet and make a good impression.

They had been dating for a lot of months, more than she could count, but she still did not know half of her girlfriend's family, which was a little confusing to her yet she liked to think that it was because she was Liz's first real girlfriend and everything was new to her.

"Sorry, Lilah, I just need to lay down."

Gigi felt kind of disappointed when she left because she had only talked to Liz once and she did not feel like Liz was ever going to talk to her again. She tried to push the feeling away when she remembered that she did not need Liz at all to be happy but the bad feeling was still present.

Saying goodbye to her old friends wasn't easy either, she was scared that they had only given her a chance to hang out with them simply because they were not rude people and she was there, present. Gigi really wanted to see them again and to have a deeper conversation to explain why she disappeared for three years, and was afraid that wasn't going to happen. She could believe that she was the best person in the world and that everything always turned in well for her, but she was still insecure inside sometimes.

Once she got home, she was really tired and a little bit tipsy. She undressed herself, got into her pajamas and opened her laptop to watch any movie she could find on Netflix. Her head was kind of spinning and her thoughts would only go back to certain orange haired girl at that party. However, she comforted herself saying that it was because she was so shocked by seeing her again that of course she was going to think about that for hours.

At the middle of the movie, she saw a message popping up on her screen.

"hey gigi, it's Liz, you left your phone at my house?"

Gigi's hands started to shake and the butterflies started flying non-stop in her stomach. She tried to remember the last time she saw her phone and she recalled leaving it on the table. The thought of Liz writing a message to her after all that time seemed so surreal to her, she almost felt out of her bed.

On the other hand, if Liz had to write to her by using her own phone, it meant that Liz had deleted her number from her phone. Auch. Was she ready to have a conversation with Liz again?

"I'm so dumb. I'm sorry, I'll pick it up tomorrow morning. Also, how did you figure out what my code is?"

"it's fine. i forget my phone everywhere, especially when i'm high. i tried with your birthday and it worked"

"also, don't worry i won't read anything"

Gigi's lockscreen was a photo of some trees and she was used to deleting all her messages and photos because she always wanted more storage available so she did not panic over that. She panicked over the fact that it was unearthly to be texting Liz, she almost forgot how it felt to communicate at all.

"High? You still do that? Gross."

"hey, you don't get to judge me"

"come to my place tomorrow at 10 am, i'll be here and maybe we can have that conversation that you wanted us to have"

"Sorry. My b. I'll be there at 10"

"don't take it too seriously. i'll see you tomorrow ? also i deactivated your autocaps, they suck."

Gigi felt like her heart was about to come out of her chest. She obviously couldn't catch an eye the whole night and the next morning the bags under her eyes were almost covering her entire face. What was she going to say to Liz? The orange haire seemed fine with talking to Gigi but they only talked for about five minutes both times so she did not know how was it going to be like having a real conversation with Liz. Also, why was she worrying that much about Liz? Did not they break up like three years ago?

After all, Liz had the right to be mad. Gigi ran away out of nowhere and broke Liz's heart. And even though she regretted it even to that day, what was done it was done.

Gigi tried to eat breakfast but her stomach was rejecting food, she was too nervous to eat. She dressed herself almost like she was going to an informal meeting in someone's dorm at college (because she did not want to be seen as too prepared for the occasion).

Being alone with Liz was a big deal for her, she might have to admit that what she did was wrong and she did not know if she was ready for that yet. Yes, three years had passed by, but the wound was still open.

"Where are you going?" Sarah asked, she had been at her office until she heard Gigi walk downstairs. Gigi was too lazy to even feed herself so she decided to make breakfast for her. Also, it made her feel less useless in Gigi's life. Since she moved out, she became a full independent woman and as much as Sarah loved that, she still missed the little things like preparing breakfast for her daughter. "Why aren't you eating anything? At least finish your cereals." Gigi could pretend to be a grown up all she wanted but she still loved eating cereals for breakfast.

"I forgot my stupid phone at Liz's house." Answered Gigi trying to swallow at least half of the cereals she had in front of her.

"Oh, so you're seeing Liz! Tell her I said hi!" Sarah loved Gigi's and Liz's friendship and relationship in general, she adored the two of them and the idea of them bonding again made her really happy.

"I will, but please let me go or I will be late." Gigi was lying, she was always late anyways.

"Okay, leave." Sarah rolled her eyes "But you're eating the whole plate during lunch."

Gigi loved feeling like a little kid again, even if she hated to admit it. She loved spending time with her mom and she even loved how of a big fan Sarah was of her relationship or non-existing relationship with Liz. Sarah was truly a badass.

She kissed her mom on the left cheek and quickly left her house. The sun was bright and it was a beautiful hot day. Gigi was team summer all the way, she loved showing her body and feeling the sun reflecting on her body. People seemed happy too that specific day, like if it was a positive atmosphere all around. Gigi did not really believe in energies and the universe talking to her, but she, for sure, thought it was kind of a divine sign the fact that everything seemed so calmed and normal.

As she was walking to Liz's house, Gigi started remembering the morning she left Illinois. It was a recurring memory for her and she hated it.