Chapter 2
How did it get so late so soon?
- Theodor Seuss Geisel (Dr. Seuss)
It was past 11 by the time they reached Tinka's apartment. They stood in silence not quite sure what to do. Ty stood looking down at the ground, rocking on his feet with hands in his pockets, it was funny, he had never been this shy around her before, he was usually the suave one. Tinka held her clutch as she looked down to see what Ty was staring at.
"Would you like to come inside?" she asked him. He looked up at her trying to regain his composure as the suave one. It was late, he knew he needed to get home, but he couldn't leave her, not after having a bad night.
"Sure." Tinka took her keys out of her clutch to let them in. It was dark until she turned a switch by the door on which allowed for him to see her place. "Would you like some tea?" She said to him as she threw her coat on a hook and walked over to the kitchen to get a kettle out from a cabinet.
"I'd love a cup." Ty didn't really mean it, but he couldn't hurt her feelings, especially when she needed someone to care after Wade had been a jerk to do that to her. He took his jacket off and put it on the hook next to hers.
"The water's boiling. I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to go change out of this, my feet are killing me and right now all I'd like to do is get out of this dress." She said peeking her head around the corner.
"Not at all, go ahead." Ty stood where he was admiring the fullness of the apartment. Small chandeliers all over the place, little trinkets and such spread out on tables and the floor, the wallpaper with its own design, giving each room its own style. Even the furniture had their own personality, silver giving off the happiness it wanted, the gold showing itself off. Intricate carpets lay on the ground, and although Ty wasn't into this stuff he had to admit to himself that it suited Tinka's personality quite well.
The warmth had finally come back to him, his red flannel shirt also helped keep him nice and toasty. He walked over to a silver couch to sit. Tinka came back in wearing a white night gown that went down to her knees with long, puffy sleeves, something that he had not expected her to be wearing. Her hair was cascading down past her shoulders to a little below her breasts, her eyes had a sparkle in them, her lips full and her cheeks rosy. She was gorgeous. Ty could see how small, how fragile of a person she truly was. He stood up and went over to help carry in the tray with the tea.
It was set down on the gold-painted coffee table which had a glass top. Two cups and a kettle were placed neatly on it, they were white with a black band at the top going around which had gold on it. Ty stood with his hands in the back pockets of his black skinny jeans, leaning a little bit back on his left leg. Tinka was on the other end of the table fiddling with her hands, they had reached that awkward spot again.
"So what kind of tea is it?"
"It is camomile, it's Gunther and mine's favorite." The talking stopped once more. She had gone back to looking down and fiddling with her hands. Four seconds is the amount of time it takes to be considered an awkward silence, this was much longer.
"I was just wondering, but, uh, where's your brother and parents?" Tinka looked up, Ty hoped he hadn't asked something too personal. "Sorry, you don't have to answer, I get it if it's a personal thing." Smooth Ty, real smooth.
"No it's fine," she said as she moved to sit down, he went over to join her. "You see, Mama and Papa have gone to help Gunther in the old country and to work out some personal affairs with Grandpapa. They thought it would be best if I were stay here to continue my studies." She leaned forward to pick up her cup and took a sip.
It was at that moment that Ty began to pity the girl. Tinka was alone, no one was there to help her, no one was there to wish her good night or to talk to in the mornings when she ate breakfast, the only person there was her. Perhaps that was why she had become more fond of Rocky and Cece, that was why she had been be more open to everyone, because everyone else had gone.
She set the cup back down on the tray and continued to talk. "It's ok, they call every night and send me money. I do miss Gunther, though. We would always dance together and I would knit him goats and on the weekend we would bedazzle our clothes." She said excitedly before sighing only to realize she could no longer do those things with him.
Ty stood up and offered her his hand.
"I won't bedazzle, but I'll definitely dance." She accepted his offer standing up to join him.
"Wait, we need music." Tinka walked over to a small speaker by the door and turned it on to the blue jazz station. "There, now that's better."
They came together, his hands on her waist, her arms around his neck. Their feet moved to the rhythm of the drums and sax, swaying slowly with each other as their bodies became closer and closer. She laid her head down on his shoulder as he embraced her tighter.
"Y'know, this is like that date we had." he whispered softly to her.
"Yes, I have been thinking about it… a lot actually."
"Me too."
The song ended as the room fell quiet, they still continued to dance before making their way back over to the couch. They sat down, Tinka's entire body was stretched out on the couch with her head in Ty's lap. He stroked her smooth cheek and combed back her hair.
The tea was cooled, barely any of it had been touched. There was no moon shining in the windows, it was too foggy for that as the wind that had nearly freezed them began to calm them with its whispers. The room seemed darker than it had before.
"It's late, shouldn't you be getting home?" not that she wanted him to leave, she just didn't want him to get in trouble. Tinka turned to look up into his eyes. Ty knew he should, but what did it matter, he was already going to be scolded. Besides, he'd much rather be here then home, being with someone who would only see him for him and not him compared to Rocky.
"Not unless you want me to." She shook her head no. He stroked her cheek and ran his fingers through her hair.
So yeah here's that. I want to thank everyone for the reviews and for encouraging me to continue, I will continue to update and hopefully get a chapter up each weekend since I'm busy being a sophomore in high school stuff during the week. Please R&R so I will know how to improve my writing. Thanks again for the support.
