Friends again? (Macy/Lucky)

Lucky sat in her hotel room, she was kind of upset about her and Macy fighting. She decided to call her and see if she would at least talk to her. Lucky called Macy's phone and hope she'd answer.

Macy sat in her hotel room with London in her arms as she rocked him to sleep. When her phone rang, she groaned making him cry again. She answered it, nor knowing who was on the caller I.D. "What?" she asked irritated.

"Jeez, sorry." Lucky said

"Lucky?" Macy said in shock.

"Yeah...I need to talk to you." Lucky said

"About what?" Macy asked.

"About us. I feel bad about fighting with you and saying all of that stuff behind your back. The guilt is eating my insides right now, I can't take it anymore." Lucky said

Macy sighed. "I don't know."

"I'm sorry." She said, "We don't have to be friends, I just want to coexist again."

"I still don't know, I mean you did talk about me behind my back. Totally disrespected me, I mean really? I know I'm not the greatest bitch out there but, seriously?" Macy said.

(I'm typing a new chapter for OSW now.)

"I know and I'm appologizing for being the worst bitch in the world right now."

(YAY!!! lol)

"Yeah...but I still don't know. I'm not doing the best right now, I've been getting sick a lot more often, and Mike and I are still getting our relationship to grow, and now I've got kids so I have a lot boggling in my head right now. What if we get into a fight again? It just adds the stress to my body." Macy said.

"I know, I know. I'm usually not a fighter though, I suck at it. I'm a lover." Lucky said

Macy chuckled lightly. "Oh I know."

"Yeah..."

"I will admit that I miss you." Macy said.

(I gotta idea!)

"I miss you too." Lucky said

(Let me hear it!)

Macy smiled. "What made you want to talk to me?"

(Okay so let's say that Mike and Macy are on a date and she gets sick again with Mike sending her to the hospital and she has to get her appendix taken out.)

"Mostly the guilt that is eating me." Lucky said

(Can you start it?)

"Guilt? I deserved everything." Macy said.

Lucky sighed, "I'm just not a mean person and I hate being mean."

"You're the perfect person then, huh?" Macy asked.

"No, that's not what I'm saying."

"It seems like it to me." Macy said. "You've always been the nice girl."

"I'm nice sometimes, but nowhere near perfect." Lucky said