Grumpy boo

Tobin eyes widened in surprised as she opened the door. She can feel her heart beat quickened as she stared at the green eyes in front of her.

“Chris….”

She watched as the corner of the forward’s mouth tilted slightly.

“Hey..” Christen greeted back.

Tobin continue to stare at Christen’s face. Her hold on the door tighten. She felt slightly unsteady. Am I dreaming? Tobin thought to herself.

“No, you are not dreaming.” Christen said suddenly and that’s when Tobin realized she uttered the words out loud.

“Erm…what are you doing here?”

The forward just shrugged her shoulder. “Visiting you.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“Why now?” Tobin asked again. Scowl on her face.

Christen was startled at the hint of anger she detected from Tobin’s voice. Even though she already suspected she will not get a warm welcome, this is different. Tobin was never angry at her before.

“I just want to apologize on how I have been treating you this past months.”

Without saying anything, Tobin just left the door opened and head back towards the kitchen. Since she still refused to use the crutches, Tobin was hopping towards the kitchen.

Christen hovered in the doorways as she watched Tobin’s retreating figure. A few more seconds ticked by before she strengthened her resolved and took her first step into the apartment.

Hidden from view, Tobin stopped at the corner of her kitchen to sneak a glance at the forward. As she watched Christen’s body turned around to close the front door, Tobin released a sigh of relief. She hustled quickly to the counter when she heard the incoming footsteps and continued with preparing her meal which was abandoned halfway when she heard the doorbell earlier.

“Is that gonna be your lunch?” Christen asked as soon as she reached the kitchen counter.
Tobin just nodded her head.

“Tobin…” Christen sighed loudly. She just walked further into the kitchen and nudged Tobin away from the counter.

“Move. I’ll make lunch. Peanut butter and jelly is not lunch.”

“You don’t have to do that. I know how to take care of myself.” Tobin replied stubbornly.

Christen just shook her head. “That’s not what Allie told me.”

Tobin just huffed loudly. “She lied.”

“Really? So, when she told me you just hop around instead of using your crutch that’s a lie to?” Christen said nonchalantly while she rummaged through the fridge.

Tobin stop hopping towards the kitchen stool and blushed red. She just shrugged sheepishly when Christen turned back to her with raised eyebrows.

“Sit. Grilled chicken with lemon and herbs sound okay to you?”

Tobin nodded her head eagerly. Once she was situated comfortably on the stool she pulled her plate near and started to munch on her sandwich.

“That’s gonna spoil your lunch.” Christen warned.

“Nuh..uh..I missed breakfast.”

Their conversation stopped there. Tobin just watched Christen moved around the kitchen comfortably prepping the chicken and other ingredients without missing a beat. It’s like she never left. After Christen put in the chicken into the oven, she leaned against the counter while staring at the muted midfielder opposite hers.

“I mean it before, you know. I’m sorry for the way I behave and the way that I treated you. Even though I said I’d gave you a chance, I know in my heart I’m still not ready.”

Tobin just shrugged her shoulder looking down onto her plate trying to avoid Christen’s eyes.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m the one that hurt you first and I know I deserved that.”

Christen leaned forward and cradled Tobin’s hand between hers. “No, Tobin. Nobody deserved that. I was too blind in my pain that I didn’t see that what I did hurts you too.”

“It’s my fault. Even the universe agreed. See here…Exhibit A.” Tobin gestured to her casted leg.

Christen tightened her grasped on Tobin. “Are you saying that you purposely sabotage your recovery because you think you deserved this? Because about what happened between us? Are you nuts?”

Tobin defenses goes up. She pulled her hand away. Before she can say anything, Christen interjected.

“Do you know how I feel when I know about what happened to you from Alex? I felt happy. Happy because then I know you didn’t stood me up. But then I feel guilty for being happy. I want to see you but at the same time I am still angry! When Kelley said that you didn’t want me to come, I’m happy that I don’t have to see you. But then I’m angry again that you can say that easily! How can you! And how dare you get into an accident when you are supposed to be groveling to me!” Christen explained unhappily.

Without meaning to, Tobin let out a small chuckle. “And now, you are here to apologize for being mean to me but at the same time you are still angry at me? For getting myself into accident? And I’m the one that’s crazy?”

“Yeah, you still are. I’m too pretty to be call crazy and yes I’m still angry at you.” The forward stated seriously.

“Okay.”

Christen was perplexed. “That’s it?”

“Yeap. What else you want me to say? We have been doing this same dance for months. I say sorry, then something happened, you say sorry, then something happened again, next I tell you I’m sorry. But it still doesn’t change the fact that you still have a girlfriend. You chose her and not me.” Tobin replied gruffly.

“But…” Ignoring Christen’s protest, Tobin continued.

“I want to be more than friends with you. I want to be the one that you see first thing in the morning when you wake up. I want to be the one that bring you flowers and paid for our meal when we go on a date. I want to be the one that you go to when you feel sad or just want to cuddle with. I can’t have that because you are already taken. So now that you see how pathetic I am, you’ll just take a pity on me and forget whatever I have said and tried to pretend we are friends from now on.” Tobin finally finished with a resigned tone.

The oven timer sound at the same time the realization dawn upon her. Tobin doesn’t know.