"Hi Capp," Casey said, still somewhat scared and nervous. "I think we need to talk… about some things."
Cappie nodded. "Okay, well, let me change real quick, and then we can go."
"Okay, I'll be here."
Cappie ran upstairs and threw on a new shirt and a pair of jeans. He ran into the bathroom and quickly thought about brushing his teeth, but then he just grabbed a piece of gum, instead. Cappie sprinted down most of the stairs, but when he reached the final five, he stopped and took a breath. It's only Casey were talking about, he thought. Then, he proceeded down the stairs in a leisurely fashion. "Ready?" he asked her.
She nodded. "I guess so," and then they were on their way. They were heading towards no where in particular, and the silence between them was killing Cappie. He wanted to open up and spill everything to her. He also wanted to have her say it first. She knew where he stood, so let her be the first to say something this time.
"How's Rebecca?" Casey asked, and Cappie felt like punching someone, anyone, but not Casey. He hated that she brought up Rebecca, he absolutely hated it.
"How's Evan?" he threw right back at her. She looked at him weird.
"What?"
He sighed. "I figured if I brought up your ex you might get that Rebecca and I aren't together anymore. She left me this morning."
Casey laughed. Cappie looked at her like she was crazy. "Something funny Ms. Cartwright?"
She shook her head still laughing. "Nothing, except if you had a guitar and your signature cowboy hat, you could make a nice country song with that line."
"What line?"
"'She left me this morning,'" Casey quoted, still laughing.
Cappie started laughing too, because Casey's laugh was infectious. He shook his head. "I will never understand you, Case."
She stopped laughing abruptly, and didn't say another word. Cappie sighed, thinking they had actual ground that had been covered. "Capp, we obviously have some stuff to talk about."
Cappie nodded. "Agreed."
"So, where do we start?"
Cappie shrugged. "Where do you want to start, Case?" He wasn't going to make this easy. Every time he made it easy, she made it easier to leave, and he wasn't letting that happen. He may sound like a two year old therapist doing so, but he still wasn't going to let it happen.
She just shrugged. "Well, what about the kiss?"
Cappie nodded. "Logical territory to be starting on." Cappie wasn't going to say anything until Casey told him how she felt, but when she didn't say anything either, he spoke up. "It was the best kiss I have gotten all school year, and in fact, the best kiss I had gotten since freshman year Casey."
"It shouldn't have happened," Casey said, after Cappie said what he had to say.
"Excuse me?"
She shook her head. It was killing her to tell him this, but she had no choice. "It- it shouldn't have happened. We were both caught up in the moment."
Cappie stopped dead in his tracks. Now he wasn't sad or upset, he was just pissed off. "Stop it, Casey."
She stopped too, and said, "Stop what, Cappie?"
"Stop putting on this stupid ZBZ president act. You aren't fooling anyone, and quite frankly, it's annoying the hell out of me. You can lie if you want to tell me that kiss meant nothing, but if you're going to do that, I'm not having this talk with you."
Before tears could start rolling down Casey's cheeks, she squeaked out, "That kiss meant nothing."
Cappie blew out a frustrated sigh, turned on his heel, and left.
-xoxo-
Casey walked into her room and collapsed on the bed. For some reason unbeknownst to her, she told Cappie the kiss, the one that had been on her mind since the minute it happened, meant nothing to her.
What a lie.
She knew that they both knew she was lying. She never was very good at it, and Cappie knew that. So why did she do it? She didn't know, but it probably had something to do with the fact that Casey was scared; Scared of Cappie not loving her, scared of something to go wrong, just plain scared.
Meanwhile, Cappie was in his room, cleaning. Casey pissed him off. He told her how he felt, and yet she blew him off. Two can play that game, he thought.
Cappie got up and walked out of his bedroom. He ran down the stairs and yelled out, "Dobbler's time, boys! Let's go!" Wade and Beaver obediently came running over like trained dogs.
Beaver saluted Cappie and said, "Reporting for duty, Cappie-tan!"
Wade looked skeptical, and said, "Capp, are you sure you want to go out? I mean, you were just cleaning earlier. You're over," Wade dropped his voice to below a whisper, and continued saying, "Casey and whatever she did already?"
Cappie smirked. "I'm over the moon. Now, come on boys. There is beer to be drunk, and a full night ahead of us to do so!"
Two hours later…
Beaver is passed out on the floor of Dobbler's. Wade is sitting at the bar, keeping an eye on Cappie. He didn't think going to Dobbler's like this was a good idea, because he knew Cappie would,
basically drink himself silly. So, Wade volunteered to be the sober brother for the night, but only because he was worried about Cappie, and because he had to go see Ashleigh later on. Wade paid one of the pledges of another fraternity to bring Beaver back to the house, while he tried to drag Cappie home. He got up and walked over to the booth where Cappie was drinking his life away. "Come on, Capp, time to go."
Cappie looked up at Wade with glazed eyes and said, "She doesn't care, so why should I?"
Wade rolled his eyes. He had no idea what he was talking about, and quite frankly, didn't care. He just wanted to get Cappie home. "Come on, Cappie. You aren't making any sense, let's get you home."
Cappie mumbled something that vaguely resembled "Casey", and Wade almost dropped him. "What did you say, Capp?"
He shook his head, and mumbled something that sounded like "love" and "Casey".
Wade shook his head sympathetically. He felt bad for his friend. He was in love with Casey, and everyone could see it whenever they looked at each other. Every simple glance Cappie threw her way resembled a silent "I love you", but the only problem was neither of the two realized it. It made wade frustrated, because every girl Cappie was with would leave in the middle of the night because Cappie had said, "Casey," instead of the girl's actual name that he was with at the time.
"Come on Cappie." He slapped his friends face, and it shook him out of his drunken stupor a little bit, but not enough to be able to walk himself home.
Cappie slurred, "Wade! I think-" hiccup, "I might love her."
"Who, bro?"
"Cathy," Cappie slurred.
"Cathy? Who's Cathy?" Wade asked, confused.
"No, silly," Cappie said, playfully smacking Wade on the shoulder. "Casey!"
Wade just rolled his eyes. "Hey bro?"
"Yeah?"
"I know; everyone knows you love Casey, unfortunately, everyone but Casey."
Okay guys, I'm sorry this took so long for me to update!! I think I'm going on hiatus with this story for a bit. I'm having trouble getting motivated. So, for a little while, until I can be motivated, I'm putting up a HIATUS on this story.
Sorry guys! I'll try not to make it too long.
--much love still, Sonya