“Hey Cassidy.” Grasping onto the phone for dear life, he felt his heart in his ears. He could barely croak out a greeting without sounding like an idiot. “Hello?” Sean felt like his throat was closing in on him. What the hell was he even going to say after all this time? Was there anything that could make it right? With each ring of the line he felt anxiety creep up on him. Before letting his thoughts get the better of him, he picks up the flip phone, clicking redial. He made so many mistakes on his way to getting them both to Mexico. Yet there she was, on the other side of that phone call, and he couldn’t even say a damn word that was worth anything. After reading Cassidy’s letter in the hospital, he was sure he wouldn’t ever get the chance to say sorry, or say anything to her ever again. He lets the phone fall from his hand, sitting back against the couch with a huff. Bye Sean.” Sean hears the dial tone click before he could utter a word. “No! Nah it’s- it’s fine.” The line goes quiet for a moment, and Sean bites his lip distractedly. “You want me to wake him?” Sean offers, feeling a tightness in his chest. “It wasn’t super crazy.” Her voice lowered toward the last words, like she herself wasn’t sure why she’d even called. “It- I just-” She grunts over the phone, as if she was trying to tell herself to get the words out. “Well you kept calling, so I thought it was important,” He shrugs, looking up at the ceiling in the dark. “I didn’t think you’d be the one to pick up, ya know?” “I was trying to- I- uh,” She seemed taken aback, nervous almost. Sean rubs a hand over his face, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “Sean, I-” She seems to stutter over her words, searching for the right thing to say. Sean walked out of the bedroom and into the living room, slouching on the recliner chair. “What in the-” Cassidy stops, taking a breath. “Sean’s that you?” Crawling off the bed now, Sean replies.
There’s a gasp on the other line, and a familiar voice exclaims, “Sean!?” He was still drowsy as he sat up, registering who was on the phone with him. After the second set of vibrations, Sean rolled over, flipping the phone open. It didn’t help that somewhere around eight o’ clock in the morning, a buzzing could be heard from the nightstand.
Sean wasn’t able to fall back asleep after that entire fiasco, and Finn slept like a rock, so waking him up was out of the question.
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