She didn't pick her phone back up until the day was nearly over, and then it was only to shut it off. Seeing that she had messages...she listened to them. Some of them. Deleting them mid-sentence in some cases and then there was Rory's familiar voice in her ear and she couldn't help remember the stab in the gut and the squeeze of her heart when he'd told her he wouldn't be coming.
Why she tortured herself by listening to the rest of his message, she didn't know. But she did. She needed to hear what he wanted to tell her. Even if it was 'don't call me again'...which it wasn't. His sister in law was having a baby.
She sat and stared at the phone for a long, long while. Of course. He'd stay. For family. For a woman he knew for far less time than he'd known her. For his brother. Because they didn't have each other, of course. Because it was more important to be there for them.
She had no one, but he needed to be there for them. Tobe happy and celebrate with them. Pippa knew she was being unfair but right then she didn't care. It was only another painful reminder of the things she didn't, couldn't, wouldn't have. She'd had a baby, on her own with no one there for her. She'd survived that. She'd survive this alone as well.
She deleted Rory's message. He hadn't said he would come anyhow, only that he might be able work something out. Maybes weren't for the things that really mattered.
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Date: 2009-05-06 03:58 am (UTC)Why she tortured herself by listening to the rest of his message, she didn't know. But she did. She needed to hear what he wanted to tell her. Even if it was 'don't call me again'...which it wasn't. His sister in law was having a baby.
She sat and stared at the phone for a long, long while. Of course. He'd stay. For family. For a woman he knew for far less time than he'd known her. For his brother. Because they didn't have each other, of course. Because it was more important to be there for them.
She had no one, but he needed to be there for them. Tobe happy and celebrate with them. Pippa knew she was being unfair but right then she didn't care. It was only another painful reminder of the things she didn't, couldn't, wouldn't have. She'd had a baby, on her own with no one there for her. She'd survived that. She'd survive this alone as well.
She deleted Rory's message. He hadn't said he would come anyhow, only that he might be able work something out. Maybes weren't for the things that really mattered.