Love Condemned
Chapter 10: What did you expect?
(Following night at Merci,a top French Restaurant in Snobsville)
Dee Dee sat at the reserved table with a sour face.
"I'm only doing this for Ron," Dee Dee said as Brick sat down, "you're despicable," she snarled at him.
"You can check the menu," Brick said paying her no attention.
Dee Dee refused.
After half an hour Brick looked up at her.
"If you don't eat, I won't eat," Brick told her.
"Then starve to death," Dee Dee told him.
Brick chuckled. Then he sighed.
"You just can't have a nice time can you?" Brick asked.
"Not with you," Dee Dee responded.
"Not even at a place like this?" Brick asked his hands indicating to the extravagant high-class restaurant.
"I'd vomit if I sat next to you in heaven," Dee Dee told him frankly.
"You sure you'll make it to heaven?" Brick asked her.
"Religion knows squat," Dee Dee spat.
"Just like the returns of my efforts," Brick added.
"You're not getting up my skirt," Dee Dee told him.
"I don't want to," Brick responded.
Dee Dee laughed.
"Am I supposed to believe that?" Dee Dee asked.
"Excuse me?" an Indian waiter asked with a French accent, "but when will you be ready to order?"
"Bring us a bottle of red wine and two glasses," Brick instructed and the waiter left.
"I'm not eating," Dee Dee refused.
"Neither am I," Brick revealed, "I just had to get that waiter off my back," he told her.
"How much did it cost for you to get in here?" Dee Dee asked, "I know you wouldn't be allowed in here in a regular situation," she said, "neither would I," she added since the restaurant truly for the rich and mainly 'old money' high class.
"I'm just glad that the customers haven't raised a horrible enough stink yet," Brick said as he noticed more and more customers glare his way and complaining to the waiters and other employees, "it was a pretty penny," he told her.
"I'll have some of their sea food," Dee Dee decided.
Brick decided to order chicken.
When they both decided they noticed that the wine hadn't arrived yet. Brick's face darkened.
"Is there anything you'd like?" a Caucasian female waitress asked with a French accent asked.
"I'd like the wine we ordered earlier," Brick told her with a controlled tone.
"Oh, sorry," the female waitress apologized, "I'll get on that, ready to order?"
Dee Dee told her both of their orders.
The waitress smiled and went to fill out their order.
"It's pointless," Brick said suddenly, "no matter what they won't equally serve us," he said.
"Did you really expect that?" Dee Dee asked.
"I paid cash for that expectation," Brick told her, "if I get my hands…" he snarled.
"We might have to eat on the go," Dee Dee said seriously and pointed.
Brick looked to see someone he never expected. Blossom and three other people had entered and were being directed to a table.
"Let's go," Brick said immediately.
Dee Dee couldn't bear another look into Blossom's betrayed eyes.
"Let's," Dee Dee agreed and they both rose.
"Is there a problem?" the same Caucasian waitress asked immediately.
"We made an order," Brick told her, "can we have it to go?" he asked.
The waitress enthusiastically nodded and in minutes everything was brought to them for them to leave with.
Brick wanted to kill them. Both he and Dee Dee left and took the limo Brick had paid for back to Citysville.
"I can drop you off near Quaintsville if you want," Brick offered.
"No let's find somewhere to eat our meal," Dee Dee decided instead.
Brick looked at her in surprise.
"We shouldn't let those snobbish bastards ruin a kind of fun night," Dee Dee suggested.
"Besides being with you what was the fun part?" Brick asked her.
Dee Dee couldn't help but laugh.
"You have a nice laugh," Brick told her.
"Um, thanks," Dee Dee responded.
Brick told the limo driver to stop by a public area with nicely set tables.
"We'll take a taxi back," Brick told the driver who immediately left, "done being something I'm not," he said and ripped off the bow tie and fancy jacket and threw them into the garbage.
"I actually like the dress Nigel left for me earlier today," Dee Dee confessed about the light green spaghetti strap dress she wore with matching handbag and five inch high heeled shoes (she also wore a silver plated watch and white pearl earring and necklace, these she had long bought and owned), "I'm keeping it," she declared.
Brick almost said that was probably a good idea, but he stopped himself.
They went and sat at a table. Brick paid the monitor then dollars since that's what it cost to sit there per hour.
They both took out their food and started eating.
"Why did you get Ron under pressure so that he'd have to get you a date with me?" Dee Dee asked.
"Because I wanted one," Brick said honestly.
"Why?" Dee Dee asked.
"Because I like you," Brick responded, "more than like actually," he confessed.
Dee Dee put down her fork.
"I'm not your type," Dee Dee said.
"If those girls are my type why do I have a different one everyday of the week?" Brick asked her.
Dee Dee was unable to answer that question.
"I never knew you were so deep," Dee Dee said humbly after a long pause of silence.
"Actually it's just how I feel," Brick told her, "there's nothing deep about it," he said frankly.
"Why can't you think there's something more to you?" Dee Dee asked suddenly.
Brick looked at her in surprise.
"You think of yourself as a money making thug," Dee Dee said softly, "you may try to be more sometimes," she continued, "but you always fall back to square one."
Brick just looked at her. She had described him right. But how?
"I do want um more in my life," Brick admitted, "but if I do that," he said sadly, "I'll have to open up or be forced to divulge personal secrets of my past," he said, "and if I do," he said softly, "I lose everything," he concluded.
"What could be so bad?" Dee Dee asked concerned.
"I can't…I did something really bad to someone," Brick said.
"You do bad stuff all the time," Dee Dee pointed out.
"This is beyond bad," Brick said firmly, "it was evil," he told her.
Dee Dee was starting to feel scared.
"What did you do Brick?" Dee Dee asked carefully.
"I hated him," Brick started, "never sure of who he was but still full of life, always exploring, his exuberant innocence," he listed, "I took it all away," he said guiltily, "and worse, for years I was proud of it."
"Proud of what?" Dee Dee asked.
"I did, I made…B…B…Boomer do awful things," Brick said then broke into tears.
"Boomer?" Dee Dee asked, "you mean…" she said but stopped, "Boomer's a complete wreck!" she shouted angrily, "Brick what the hell did you do?" she demanded.
"I…" Brick started, "wait, you know Boomer?" he asked in surprise.
"He's a good friend," Dee Dee responded though her attitude was now chilly towards him.
"Where is he?" Brick asked.
"I'm not telling you," Dee Dee said.
"I guess it's for the best," Brick conceded with a sigh, "he wouldn't want to see me anyway."
"Maybe I should say that I talked to you," Dee Dee offered.
"No," Brick told her, "it's best he never hears from me again," he said.
"Was it that bad?" Dee Dee asked him.
"I really hurt him," Brick said to her, "and I can't ever undo it," he continued, "I've damaged my own brother for life," he concluded hanging his head in shame.
"If it makes you feel any better," Dee Dee said kindly, "I'll go for a walk with you after we eat," she offered.
"What?" Brick asked surprised by Dee Dee's offer.
"It's the least I can do since you genuinely seem sorry," Dee Dee said, "and Brick."
"Yes?" Brick softly answered.
"You don't have to tell anything," Dee Dee told him, "you being sorry…" she said but stopped.
Brick sighed.
"I understand and that you're upset about Boomer," Brick told her, "we can take it slow, no pressure," he added.
"I guess that's okay," Dee Dee said just as they finished eating, "still up for a walk?" she asked him.
"You bet," Brick said brightly and threw away their empty containers so fast that Dee Dee actually sat incomplete shock for several minutes before she was even calm enough to take a walk.
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(11pm at Boomer's Residence)
Boomer kissed Mac tenderly on the lips. Bloo had left for Foster's earlier that morning. It was over between him and Mac. The physical and verbal abuse in the relationship between Mac and Bloo had finally broken Bloo's dedication. Bloo had revealed his decision to Mac yesterday before Mac went to work. Mac hadn't expected it. Even throwing tantrums or being quiet didn't help. Bloo's mind was made up. He had threatened before but this time Bloo was serious. Now Bloo was gone.
This had sent Mac into an angered depression. He bothered Boomer yesterday because he was unable to just say Bloo had dumped him. Bloo had dumped him and he was hurt. Hurt badly.
Now both were lying on their sides on Boomer's cot together. If they both lay on their backs, only one of them could fit.
Mac had found out that Boomer's issues with sex and his own sexuality was as a result of being raped. Mac had suspected as much. But what he hadn't expected was the identity of the rapist.
Brick and Butch, Boomer's own brothers.
Chapter Completed
Shocked were you? There's more to come readers. Okay, Brick didn't say what he did but I'm certain that this chapter still held it's own surprises. Thank you for reading and please review.