Adam was point blank asking me if something was wrong and while nothing was “wrong”, I was wondering who had been texting him and if it was Leah, why didn’t he say Leah instead of the hospital? I remembered the lake, when I had gotten jealous when that random chick was pawing all over him, and how I felt silly afterwards that I hadn’t handled the situation right. This time, I told myself, I would be an adult about it. Yes, that’s what I was going to do.
“Hey, you ok?” he asked again, after I had ignored his first question because I was overthinking it.
“Oh yeah, no, I guess I was just wondering if it is Leah or the hospital,” I said, trying to use my most ‘I’m cool, its cool, we’re cool’ type of voice.
Adam sighed quietly before rolling over to me and grabbing my hand.
“I say its the hospital because Leah, to me, is the hospital. We have no friendship, really, and so if she’s texting me, it’s work. It’s the hospital.”