Chapter Six
Author's note: Hello all! From this point on I will be updating very quickly, because I have a whole other book to post. See, I had been writing that one for a bit, but I gave up on it for a while. But now I haves a way to make it work with the rest of the series! Aaaanyways, enjoy!
"You want I should come too?" I said to Buck. He and Mark were on their way to find Rudy, they'd been doing that a lot lately.
Buck didn't respond for a minute, but then he shrugged, "If you want. You've not gotten out of the house of late. But, it is about to start poring down rain."
I grinned, I didn't care about the weather. Now was the time for us all to- Mark started thinking again. 'A girl on this kind of trip. She'll be hurt.' I guess he wasn't trying to be mean, just rudely concerned.
"Sounds splendid." Mark said with a fake smile.
"I cannot wait to see the scar I put on his schnoz!" I raved. "When do we go?"
"Now, I suppose." Buck shrugged once again.
'That was her?' Mark's thoughts. 'Damn!'
I was silently beaming at Mark's thoughts, when it occurred to me, why can't I read Buck's mind? I guess mind reading either doesn't work with married couples, or with the insane. I focused extra hard and still got nothing from him, well I guess that was my theory proven.
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Six. Fucking. Hours! Nothing. Not a thing! You thought we were gonna get into a big brouhaha with Rudy didn't you? Tell the truth... That's what I thought. To be honest, I expected to get more than an argument out of it, too. Yep. Big argument with Buck when we got home. Thank the lord Mark was out picking berries or something. I didn't really care at this point what he thought, (He called me a red-headed step-child for god's sake!) but really, I had to maintain my dignity.
"Buck," I said out of the clear blue, he was gutting fish.
"Aye?" Buck answered.
"Am I the only one who feels Marcus has overstayed his welcome here?" I said quietly. "I mean he has been here a whole two weeks." I added.
"Why would you think that? He's been here only two weeks." Buck answered. "He's a bachelor. He'll be back up there in no time. Mating season and all."
I suddenly felt better. "Well good for him. After all, a lonely life is no life a'tall." I smiled.
"What does that mean?" Buck asked, "I was so lonely for a while I settled for a pineapple." he looked offended
I felt so bad for saying that, "Buck, that's not what I meant." I tried.
"And then finding a wife worth having only to find your brother wants it to be like old times again." Buck went on. "How's that for no life a'tall?"
I bowed my head and turned away, "I'm sorry," my voice shook with that about-to-cry-but-holding-back sound, "It was a stupid thing to say, sorry I brought it up." Then I turned and went up the wood-carved spiral staircase (Yeah, they had those back then! :D Awesome, I know.) to our room.
"Damn, why did I say that?" Buck repeated to himself, I could still hear from upstairs.
"Damn, why did I say that?" I said under my breath. God, how frustrating can the world of a kid's movie possibly be?
I contemplated going to the ice age to see the guys, I wouldn't be missed here. Then I thought of a surprise trip to ma's place. It took eternity for me to think of it, I just racked up pity points! A ratty move, I know. But it's worked before, he fell for it when he came back to the ice age the first time. He'll come up here and tell me he's sorry any minute. Yeah, he didn't and Mark would be there soon, so I needed to get this apology thing going.
I walked down the stairs slowly, "Buck?" I got to the bottom and moved my hair out of my eyes.
"Suzy, I'm sorry." that's all I needed to hear.
"I'm sorry too." I said, "I just..." I sighed. He didn't want to talk about that, this was becoming very very very awkward.
"You just hate Marcus." Buck looked like I had never seen him look before, ever. Defeated. I wanted to say,'Hell yes I hate him! Damn Skippy! He called me a red headed step child, he mocked my scars (Witch are NOT my fault!), and cut me down because of something as half ass as grammar!' but I just screamed that in my head, and regretted it the second I did. Witch is why I did that in the first place, so I didn't regret anything I said out loud from then on.
"I don't hate Marcus. He's just been here a while, and I just need a little love and affection from you, Buck. I feel like-" 'Sometimes I feel like you only married me because you felt sorry for me about Sophie dying' that hit me in the gut, my own thoughts. "I feel like you don't want to spend any time with me. I should probably go see my m-" Involuntary tears welled in my eyes. Dammit, the I.D.C.A. can make your emotions work for them!
Buck came up and hugged me. After a while of sitting on the couch, Marcus came in with an armful of berries. I braced for the impact of his thoughts, but all I got was, 'Awww' and I got nice vibes from his thoughts.
"Psst!" Buck motioned Mark over with his head. "Go to the ol' bachelor pad for the night. Suzy and I are bonding!" Buck yell/whispered. He gave a huge cheesy smile.
I almost laughed, but all I did was grin.
"Of course Bucky boy!" Mark punched Buck on the shoulder playfully.
"Don't start that Marky-Mark." Buck teased.
I smiled again, suddenly sleepy. I felt like all this had been just a little too much for me. I'd been jilted, scared, hurt, bored, and all in the same day-to-day time period. I yawned and closed my eyes.