#v.wesley

Louis: Hey… I’m sure you’re going to open your voice mail inbox and be like, wow, this guy’s clingy as fuck. I don’t mean to be annoying. It’s just, okay, Mabel came over last week and she…Well, we talked about that date you two had while I was away. Which, I mean, that’s not it, like I already knew about that. I knew when it happened, and you’d stopped sending me stuff and then you disappeared, so I’m not calling about that, not really. It’s just, she said you forgot about it? It isn’t like you. It isn’t like you to take someone out when you don’t mean to let alone forget about it, and I’m worried, to be honest. I’m really, I really worry about you and you being ghost like this is making it harder not to think the worst. Whatever it is, you can talk to me, you know that right? Or if you don’t want to, that’s okay, but please talk to someone. I hate to think that you’re going through something and you’re choosing to do it by yourself. It sounds like the kind of thing you’d do. You and me are really similar in some ways. It’s hard…for me to lean on someone else. I leaned on you, but that’s different. You’re different. So, I get that you might think you need to handle this by yourself or that you might be burdening other people but you don’t and you’re not. It’s okay to let other people in sometimes, Wes; it doesn’t always hurt. So, that’s all I wanted to say. I haven’t seen you since the festival, you know? I miss hearing your voice and I miss that dumb laugh of yours and your stupid sense of humour. There’s not a person on Earth who can make me laugh the way you do. Okay, I’m going to get off the phone now. I hate goodbyes, you know me, so I’m just going to say I’ll see you later and hope that I do.

LOUIS: [Shakily] Hey, [then louder, more cheerfully] Hello, hi. Um, it’s me. Again. Wow, I had so much to say before picking up the phone and now it’s all, blip, out of mind. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m a little out of my depth with the parenting thing. I don’t know why I thought I could handle this like. I can barely take care of myself, I don’t know why I thought I’d be capable of taking care of another human being. I keep feeling like I’m going to fuck her up. You know, my dad fucked me up, and I just, what if, you know? So far, so good though. She owns my ass. I finally got some sleep. A friend offered to watch over her a few hours. I was just planning on a small nap but I passed out. Probably looked a right mess, um. Yeah, so…that’s me. That’s how I’m doing. You never came over so I figure you’re busy…or mad, I don’t know. Whatever it is, I hope you’re okay. And um, call me, you know, when you can, or if you want. Yeah. Love you, stupid.

LOUIS: [Whispering] Hi. It's like four in the morning, I know. I hope you're asleep and not glued to your computer. I ever tell you, you work too much? [Soft laughter can be heard over the phone] Well you do. I've just been up. Ever since the baby was born, I feel like I can't sleep at all. It's like, I feel like the minute I let my eyes shut something's going to happen to her. So I've been up and I've been reading, this um, this book. This line was like, we all fight our private wars, and it stuck with me it made me think of you. Well, more than I already was anyway. It made me think like, I haven't really seen you in a while and I don't know how you are and I can always hope that you're okay and that you'd tell me if you weren't okay, but I don't know that, and I don't know if you'd tell me. So, I, I just wanted to call and say that I miss you. And that I hope you're okay, and that I wish you were here. You know? So I can watch over you and feel better just knowing that you're near me. I want you to know that no matter what I'm doing or where I am or how busy I am, I'm never too busy to be there for you. This is my long-winded, probably annoying way of asking if you'd want to come over tonight? Not like, now, but I mean like, after work. I can order in, and you can meet her, and you can bring your work with you and you can just sleep. Remember when I first hired Janko? [A tiny bitter laugh follows his words] And you invited me to stay with you? You don't know how nervous that made me. I was so, so into you and every time you did or said anything sweet my heart fell to the ground. I know you didn't mean it like...you know, romantically. You just wanted to keep me safe. I'm not in danger anymore, but I breathe better when you're here so. Sleepover? Eight? I'll order from Samantha's Tacos and we can watch the Animated X-men series if you have time and like, whatever you want. [Long sigh] M'tired, babe, m'gonna go check on my other baby. I love you. Hope I'll see you tonight.