Wisty and Byron
Wisty's POV
"So, what's with you and Byron?" Janine asks. Whit's arm is around her shoulders and they're both give me a devilish smiles. I turn crimson and I realize I don't even know the answer. I do know one thing.
"I'm definitely not disgusted by him, though he does annoy me. Right now we're...friends?" I say, unsure of myself.
"Hey Whit, can you get me a glass of water and take like, ten minutes?" Janine asks. We're in Whit's apartment enjoying our happiness. Whit's eyebrows are raised, but he's chuckling to himself as he disappears into the kitchen. Janine puts her penetrating gaze on me and I start to squirm.
"Seriously, Wisty. You need to answer my question for yourself and for Byron. What do feel about him?" Janine asks, staring at me all mother-like. My mouth opens and closes as my eyebrows knit together. What do I feel about Byron? Even if I don't feel anything, am I capable of it? Should I try? Should I let Byron try?
A squeak escapes my lips and then I finally find my voice and say "I don't know, Janine. I might be able to, but I'm not sure if I need more time or not. If I try to I find that I do need more time, I'll just wound Byron even more. I still don't see how after all I've done to him, how he can still want to be with me." Janine shakes her head at me and smiles.
"Just because you do something mean to someone, doesn't mean they stop loving you." Janine say wisely. Byron in love with me? I always knew he was, in a way. With me starting to feel more open towards him, am I ready? Can I love again?
Janine apparently could see the inner turmoil on my face because she said gently "You don't have to decide right away, and you don't have to jump into it right away. No one ever said that you had to get serious right of the bat. Just take it slow," she then quickly added "if you want to take it any were at all."
"Thank you Janine, I'll sleep on it. You've been a real help. Thank you." I say to Janine, grateful for her support. I couldn't imagine what would happen if Whit tried to have this conversation with me.
"No problem, you can come to me when you need to." Whit came in with a glass of water, just like he promised. When he saw us hugging he smiled.
"Allgood here?" he asked
"Yeah, I'm still kind of unsure, but this really helped." I say.
"Good." Janine says. Now we're all smiling.
"Well, I better get going." I say as I walk to the door. I wave as I walk out the door, Byron on my mind.
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THE HONORS GO TO THE LUCKY JAMES PATTERSON.
A/N Can you find the pun? You need to know the story to find it. Continue? Yes? No?