Chapter Eight
"Wow, Dom, that's just wonderful." I stifled a yawn as my mother continued to ask and talk about Dom's obviously boring college life. I gazed out the big window of the Chinese restaurant, thinking about how much I would rather be with my friends and doing something better than this. I dropped my fork.
"Damn! I mean, umm, I going to go outside for a few, ok?" I smiled and got to walk outside. I sighed and took a deep breath when I reached the freash, outdoor air. I was just about to take up smoking as a regular pasttime, when I heard;
"Ahhh, getting little boring in there?" Dom.
"No shit. I love my mom and all, but God!" He chuckled. Then he grabbed my arm, turned me around, and kissed me. An it was a damn good kiss, too. Better than Cleon's. He let go of me.
"Let's go back to my place," he whispered.
"Wow, Dom, I'd love to, but dammit, we can't just leave my mommy in there like that! She'll think we eloped." Dom sighed.
"I suppose your right, my sweet. Tell you mother good day. I must be off." We kissed again, and then he left. I was smiling stupidly when I walked back in. Mom looked up when I walked in.
"Where's Dom? Oh, no, you two had a fight, didn't you?" She shook her, muttering something about "overrated love". She pulled out her cellphone, and began busily dialing numbers."Hello, Lynn? Cancel the-"
"MOM!" She looked up, startled.
"What is it, honey?"
"Dom and I didn't have a fight. He had to go."
"Oh. I guess I was boring him?" I shrugged.
"Maybe....."
The phone was ringing when I got home, like it usually was. I debated about answering it, then after the 5th damn ring, I picked up the stupid phone.
"I really don't give a shit about your stupid product, and I don't need it!" I almost hung up the phone.
"Umm, I not really selling anything, but it's great to know your opinion of telemarketers!" I almost dropped the phone.
"Hey, Dom!"
"Yeah, Kel, that was weird."
"Sorry. What do you want?"
"Oh, so I can't call the girl I just made out with in front of Hong Kong Chuey or whatever-the-hell it's name is?" I sighed.
"I'm sorry!"
"It's ok. Let's call Meathead."
"No three-way."
"You underestimate me! I do!"
"Oh, of course, becuase you have everything."
"Exactly, my sweet!" I waited the 5 minutes while he dialed Neal,and he answered.
"What do you want!!!!" He yelled.
"Calm down, calm down! Just your favorite cousin dropping you a line!" Neal sighed.
"Whatever. I'm busy, hang up."
"That's real nice, you Meathead," I commented.
"Kel? Good evening."
"Oh, so you are nice to her, but not I? I'm ashamed of you."
"Shut up Dom! Hey, since we're all having this lovely chat, how about we tell Kel about that time we flew to France, hmmm?" Click. He hung up.
"Okaaaaay, that was....odd?"
"Umm you can say that again. But don't! I'll ask him what's wrong tomorrow."
"Ok. Uhh, Kel?"
"Yeah?"
"Umm, I....I love you." Click. I stood there for a moment, phone in hand, looking quite perplexed.
"Wow, Dom, that's just wonderful." I stifled a yawn as my mother continued to ask and talk about Dom's obviously boring college life. I gazed out the big window of the Chinese restaurant, thinking about how much I would rather be with my friends and doing something better than this. I dropped my fork.
"Damn! I mean, umm, I going to go outside for a few, ok?" I smiled and got to walk outside. I sighed and took a deep breath when I reached the freash, outdoor air. I was just about to take up smoking as a regular pasttime, when I heard;
"Ahhh, getting little boring in there?" Dom.
"No shit. I love my mom and all, but God!" He chuckled. Then he grabbed my arm, turned me around, and kissed me. An it was a damn good kiss, too. Better than Cleon's. He let go of me.
"Let's go back to my place," he whispered.
"Wow, Dom, I'd love to, but dammit, we can't just leave my mommy in there like that! She'll think we eloped." Dom sighed.
"I suppose your right, my sweet. Tell you mother good day. I must be off." We kissed again, and then he left. I was smiling stupidly when I walked back in. Mom looked up when I walked in.
"Where's Dom? Oh, no, you two had a fight, didn't you?" She shook her, muttering something about "overrated love". She pulled out her cellphone, and began busily dialing numbers."Hello, Lynn? Cancel the-"
"MOM!" She looked up, startled.
"What is it, honey?"
"Dom and I didn't have a fight. He had to go."
"Oh. I guess I was boring him?" I shrugged.
"Maybe....."
The phone was ringing when I got home, like it usually was. I debated about answering it, then after the 5th damn ring, I picked up the stupid phone.
"I really don't give a shit about your stupid product, and I don't need it!" I almost hung up the phone.
"Umm, I not really selling anything, but it's great to know your opinion of telemarketers!" I almost dropped the phone.
"Hey, Dom!"
"Yeah, Kel, that was weird."
"Sorry. What do you want?"
"Oh, so I can't call the girl I just made out with in front of Hong Kong Chuey or whatever-the-hell it's name is?" I sighed.
"I'm sorry!"
"It's ok. Let's call Meathead."
"No three-way."
"You underestimate me! I do!"
"Oh, of course, becuase you have everything."
"Exactly, my sweet!" I waited the 5 minutes while he dialed Neal,and he answered.
"What do you want!!!!" He yelled.
"Calm down, calm down! Just your favorite cousin dropping you a line!" Neal sighed.
"Whatever. I'm busy, hang up."
"That's real nice, you Meathead," I commented.
"Kel? Good evening."
"Oh, so you are nice to her, but not I? I'm ashamed of you."
"Shut up Dom! Hey, since we're all having this lovely chat, how about we tell Kel about that time we flew to France, hmmm?" Click. He hung up.
"Okaaaaay, that was....odd?"
"Umm you can say that again. But don't! I'll ask him what's wrong tomorrow."
"Ok. Uhh, Kel?"
"Yeah?"
"Umm, I....I love you." Click. I stood there for a moment, phone in hand, looking quite perplexed.