CHAPTER 4: Jealousy
Disclaimer: Saban International (1991) owns SPC. I don't own them, & I'm not making any money off them.
WARNING: This chapter contains shounen-ai (m/m) and homophobia. If you don't like this stuff then don't read it.
Notes: This chapter is written from Polly's POV.
JEALOUSY
My blood was boiling in jealousy and fury as I glared at the lovers, arriving at the shop to begin a full day's work. One, a former friend, the other, my first true love, who had dropped me like a hot brick to be with his new lover. I guess I could've accepted that if he had found another girl (even though I would've been mad at first), but another guy? This just wasn't natural. Guys were supposed to like girls, not other guys. But they wouldn't accept that it was wrong for them to be together, and that I should be the one that Speedy was confessing his love to, and making love to every night. Not Guido!
But, despite his immoral preferences, I still loved Speedy with all my heart. I still wanted to be the one waking up next to him every morning, and telling him how much I loved him.
"Ohaioh, Polly." I was snapped out of my thoughts as they simultaneously greeted me. I returned the greeting, then got back to setting up the shop. Speedy went to the back of the shop to heat up the ovens for the day, while Guido began making pizzas for the hungry customers who would be here in a few minutes.
Once I finished setting up the tables and drink machines, I went to the drive-in part of the shop to serve early customers. Normally, GB would've been doing this, but he had swapped shifts with me, so he was serving customers in the diner with Guido, and making deliveries. Speedy was making pizzas for the whole shift, while Francine managed the cash register.
At noon, we closed the shop for a lunchbreak. GB went home to eat with his fiancee, Carla, while the rest of us ate whatever we had bought to work. Francine and Guido talked non-stop about the band Blink 182 coming to Little Tokyo on their worldwide tour. They both had tickets for the concert, and nothing would stop them from going. Speedy wasn't interested in discussing music, so he ate in silence, and so did I, for a while. But I had a problem. Questions kept on popping up in the back of my mind. Questions that I had to ask Speedy before I went insane.
"Speedy, can I talk to you in private?" I asked casually. He gave me a suspicious look, then seemed to relax.
"Just give me a minute." He cleared up what was left of his lunch, and nodded towards the back of the shop. I stood up and followed him there. For about a minute, we stood there, in an awkward silence.
"Well, what did you want to talk to me about?" He asked patiently. I took a deep breath, and looked straight into his pale turquoise eyes. "And if you're going throw insults at me for loving Guido, I'll leave right now."
"I'm not going to insult you. I wanted to talk about us."
"There is no us. We aren't together anymore."
"I know." I sighed. "I want to know what happened to us."
"To cut a long story short, Polly, I woke up one day, and realised I didn't love you, and that I wanted 'out' of the relationship." He replied calmly.
"And that you loved Guido instead?" I demanded. He blushed, staring at his hands, which were clasped tightly together.
"I've loved Guido for as long as I can remember Polly. I like you well enough, I just don't love you!"
"But what does Guido have that I don't?" I asked desperately. His face screwed up in thought.
"Well, he's very different from you, Polly." He explained. "When I'm around him, I feel peaceful, like nothing could ever hurt me, we know and understand each other really well, I have heaps in common with him, he's fun without being over the top, he doesn't have a short fuse like you do. In short, he's a wonderful cat and, well, he's also really good in bed, and he doesn't mind being affectionate in public. Within reason of course"
I nodded calmly, even though I felt like crying. "And what attracted you to me?" I asked.
"You were spontaneous and lots of fun, and unpredictable, and of course, you were really pretty, and you still are."
"Then why aren't we still together? I still love you!"
"I told you before, I don't love you anymore!" He cried, throwing his hands in the air, annoyed. "Besides, there were things I didn't like about you as well!"
"What were they?"
"You had a bad temper, and seemed to get annoyed really easily, you never wanted to be affectionate with me in public, you were kind of self-centred, you could be really over the top, and I never really felt safe or secure around you, like I do around Guido."
"But did you ever love me, even just a tiny bit?"
"Yes, at the beginning of our relationship, I loved you, but it faded over time."
"But aren't there any chances that we could start all over again?" I cried. "I love you, and I want to be with you! You can't just throw away two years with me for six months with him, can you?"
"Goddamn it Polly! Don't you get it? We're OVER, we're THROUGH!" He yelled. "I don't love YOU! I love GUIDO!"
That last sentence broke me. I crumpled to the floor, my whole body shaking with sobs. He didn't want me. He wanted Guido, and I didn't even compare to him.
"Kuso! Why can't you love me, you baka faggot?" I sobbed.
"Gomen nasai, Polly. I just can't!" He replied gently, and walked back to the front of the shop. After a few minutes I stopped crying, and dried my eyes. I was no longer mad at them, but I was still insanely jealous of Guido. He had what I wanted so badly, but could never have. Speedy's love. Sighing, I walked back to the front of the shop to finish my lunch. There was still fifteen minutes before we opened again. Francine was going through the cash register, too busy to notice my red eyes. GB was back, chatting with Francine about a delivery that Princess Vi wanted. The bunny-princess special. But where were Speedy and Guido? I scanned the room carefully, then I saw them. They were in one of the eating booths. Speedy was lying on his back on the low booth table, and passionately kissing Guido on top of him, who had one hand up Speedy's uniform shirt, and the other playing with his tail. I noticed in disgust (and a hint of jealousy) that one of Speedy's hands had found it's way into Guido's pants, while the other was massaging the back of his neck.
I turned towards GB and Francine. Neither of them seemed to be disturbed by the graphic making out of the two tomcats.
"Aren't you going to stop them?" I hissed.
"They're not doing anything wrong." GB replied.
"But…It's disgusting! They're both tomcats!" I argued. Francine and GB just shrugged.
"They both love each other, and there isn't any law about them showing that to each other, in private or public." Francine responded calmly. "Besides, Polly, I think you should learn to be more open-minded about other's choices in life, and move on. Speedy doesn't love you anymore, so accept that, and find someone new." GB nodded in agreement.
"Who should find someone new?" Asked a familiar voice. I turned around. Guido was behind me. His uniform was a bit untidy from his make out with Speedy, and his face had a flushed look to it.
"We think that Polly should get over Speedy and find herself another guy." GB replied.
"You're right about that. Go out and find yourself a new guy Polly. You're young, beautiful, and lots of fun, what straight guy wouldn't want you?" Guido added. "Besides, you're wasting your time going after Speedy."
"I agree with you." Speedy replied, coming up behind him, and wrapping his arms around Guido, who tilted his head back and kissed Speedy on the mouth.
I shrugged, keeping my heartbreak to myself.
"I guess I could go nightclubbing tonight with Lucille, Vi, and Dione." I said reluctantly. "I might find a cute guy, if I'm lucky."
"I'll come with you." Francine offered. "But until then, we better open up the shop again, we have less than five minutes left, and I can see people lining up outside."
"WHAT?!" We all yelled. "FIVE MINUTES?!"
In a panic, we cleaned up the shop, and started cooking more pizzas. Thank goodness for our new hi-tech oven. It could cook 50 pizzas in less than 5 minutes.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed GB and Guido were in a deep conversation while they made more pizzas. I couldn't hear everything they were saying, but they both looked really excited.
"That's great Guido, but do you think … accepted?"
"We don't need the piece of paper GB, we can… and promise to love each…"
"Good luck then!"
"Domo arrigato, GB. Good luck with Carla too."
I listened in confusion. What was going on? Was Guido planning something big? I didn't have a clue. Shrugging, I tried to forget what I had heard. "It's none of your business" I told myself as I waited on hungry customers. But all the same, I couldn't help wondering what Guido was up to…