So I think Josh and Anna's fight prolly stemmed from after Anna's divorce and Diane probably thought Anna was coming after Josh next or something and Diane flipped out and told him he wasn't allowed to be friends with her. Can you write a little drabble out that?
OVERLY DRAMATIC ANGSTY SOAP OPERA CONTINUANCE YEAH!
I’m at work right now so this isn’t perfect but hey, not bad for being done in ten minutes:
Anna came up behind him and poked him in the side playfully. “Hey you!”
He ignored her and continued swiping the jelly on his bagel, wishing she’d get her breakfast from the cart and just move along. He wasn’t ready to have this conversation with her. He needed time to prepare for this.
“Soo… Are you up for drinks tonight?” She asked hopefully, lingering at his side as she nibbled on a piece of toast.
“I don’t think so.” Josh grumbled, shaking his head with a deep sigh of discontent.
“Aw c’mon. Don’t be like that. We always go out on Thursdays.” She laughed. Anna reached to touch his arm and he shook her away coldly. She pulled back and glared at him. “Jesus, who spat in your fucking cheerios?”
“I don’t want to go alright?” He growled. “I said that. Let it go.”
“Yeah well you don’t have to be an utter dickhead about it.” She snapped back. The anger quickly faded from her face and took a deep breath. “Look… I get it if you’re tired or whatever. I am too. So maybe we don’t got somewhere tonight. Maybe it can wait until tomorrow or something… I just thought this was our thing so I figured…” She shrugged and shook her head, at a loss for words.
Why did she have to make this so difficult? Hanging his head, Josh gritted his teeth, closing his eyes tightly. “Anna… we can’t go out anymore. Not tonight and not tomorrow. Not ever.”
He looked up at her and was surprised to find her smirking.
“This is a joke right?” He shook his head and her face fell. “Where is all this coming from?”
“Look… It’s just not a good idea. People talk.”
She gave him a dirty look. “People talk? About what, you and me? It’s just talk, it never bothered you before.”
He hung his head. “It’s not me…”
Anna suddenly understood. “Diane…” she breathed.
He nodded. “It’s just hard to explain how you and I work. That we’re just friends… But people see us together, the way we are, and assume we’re together…”
“Is that such a bad thing? I mean doesn’t Diane trust you?”
Josh was quiet again.
“It’s me she doesn’t trust, isn’t it?” She murmured.
“Ever since your divorce she’s been worried…”
“Worried about what?! That I might try to fuck you? That I have some deep need to have sex with all my coworkers? Is that it?” she scoffed and he pursed his lips, confirming her fears. “You know, her concerns I can almost understand. But you… Joshua you know me better than anyone here, yet you fall into the mindset that suddenly I’m a whore? Yes I slept with and fell in love with a guy I worked with. And yes we got married and yes it did end badly. But I don’t regret it. My life decisions are not yours to judge okay. Not yours or Diane’s or anyone else’s. I can’t believe you’d listen to her about this… As my best friend I would have hoped you’d have stuck up for me. Thanks a lot.” She murmured, tears in her eyes and he felt the pain rip through his chest. This wasn’t fair… It shouldn’t be like this, he shouldn’t have to give up one of his closest friends. She shouldn’t be standing there thinking that he viewed her as anything less than perfection. He hated himself for hurting her. Hated himself and Diane. But there was nothing he could do…
“You and I…” Anna shook her head, “We used to have fun. We used to mean something. I can’t believe you’d throw that all away…”
Anna had her nose buried in a book, desperately trying to distract herself from the ache in her stomach and throbbing in her head. She should be out at some scuzzy little bar with him and Jas but instead she was here alone, mourning the loss of his friendship. He was an asshole, sure. But that didn’t change the fact that she loved him as a person. Three years don’t go by of spending every day with some one and you learn to just ignore them. Anna had embraced his friendship quickly, his, Jasika and John’s. All four were extremely close. And now… Well now she was dreading ever seeing him again…
But he came soon enough….
She pulled open her front door after someone had been pounding on it for the past few minutes and her stomach lurched as she found him standing there on her doorstep looking plastered.
“Anna I’m so sorry.” He gushed quickly and she could smell the heavy liquor on his breath. Grabbing his hand, she drug him inside and slammed the door behind them.
“You have some nerve, I hope you know.” She whispered, her facade of anger already fading as she studied his face. He was a complete wreck…
Tears in his eyes, he nodded in agreement. At a loss for words, he reached for her. Anna leant into him, accepting his embrace and burying her face in his chest. He tucked her head beneath his chin and took a deep breath. “I feel awful. I- I never meant to hurt you… I thought I was doing what was right. What made sense.”
“Cutting me out of your life makes sense?” She murmured, fighting against her own sense of desperation.
“What else could I do, Torv? I mean when I look at you… I just-” He paused, struggling for words as he held her tighter in his arms. His voice dropped to a soft whisper, “There are these feelings there that shouldn’t be there. That I don’t want there but I can’t help them. It’s painful…”
“What are you talking about??”
He bit his lip. “I don’t want to just hang out and be your shoulder to cry on and your Thursday night drinking buddy… I- I look at you and I think of so much more.”
Anna pulled away, her eyes narrowing in curiosity. “More?”
“I…” He took a deep breath and shook his head, searching for a way to explain. “I think about little things, like kissing you goodnight and about waking up next to you in the morning… I think about holding your hand as we walk into work together. And then I think about bigger things like you tangled in my sheets and me lying beneath you… I’ve had dreams about you in a white gown and me in a tux, surrounded by our friends and family and new rings on our fingers. Dreams about whether we’d be buying blue paint or pink paint when the time comes to turn the guest room into a nursery. I- I just-“
“Josh stop.” She choked, shaking her head. “This is too much too fast… I-“
He took her face in his hands and smiled meekly. “You don’t think I know that, Anna? You don’t think that these feelings I have for you are killing me inside? I keep fighting against them and it makes them worse. Diane didn’t tell me to stay away because she was worried about your feelings. She was concerned about mine.”
Floored, Anna could only stare blankly at him. “What are you saying Joshua?” She asked him in a hushed whisper.
“I’m saying I think I’m falling in love with you… I shouldn’t be… But I am.”