***********Okay, First I want to say that I'm REALLY sorry for taking
forever-and-a-day to update...lol, and I want to ask for forgiveness, now,
for breaking one of my own cardinal rules, being, having song lyrics in a
fic..lol, but it's like one of my fav songs, and it's just a little bit of
it, and it REALLY fit with the whole fic....so....enjoy....off to work on
the next Lesson!***********
Love 101...Lesson 8: Forgive and Move On (Section 1)
Ok, she love your best friend. Now what? You can be pissed off, and not have here in your life at all, or you can deal, and support. Why do I always pull the short straw? Vince?.....Vince, sleep-with-anything-that- moves Vince? He's a great guy, obviously, but not as a love interest. Letty with Vince? My heart aches everytime I imagine them kissing, touching, playfully petting each other. I cringe in pain at the thought of him treating her like he does every other girl. He's my best friend, and I know he would respect Letty, but....he's....Vince, for chrissakes. I throw the wrench in my hand at the direction of the bolt I was trying to tighten, clench my teeth, and lean in on the engine. I feel like the fat kid, or the dork that always get choosed last for kickball. God, why does this hurt so much? I just want to scream. There's so much inside me, crawling, stuffing me, and I can feel it. I'm full of it and I just want to get it out, with out talking to someone, without crying like a jerk, without hurting Letty.
"Dom!....DOM!?", Vince yells, finally snapping me out of my internal monologue.
"WHAT!?", I yell back jerking my head towards him, causing him to cock his head to the side, in confusion.
"Uh, I was just gonna ask for a little help, but....", he begins, obviously trying to back off, but now that he's got my attention, I won't let him. I begin swiftly walking towards him, and he backs away, slightly uneasy, as I reach him and the car. I look down at the engine and begin to pull and prod at it finding the problem. He watches me silently and cautiously as I angrily rip and pull at some wires near the steering colum. I find the right wire and jerk it towards me smiling sarcastically.
"You okay?", he raises a brow, as I reach in my pocket and pull out some wire strippers, taking an inch of the green plastic coating off.
"Perfect", I snap, stopping momentarily, not looking at him and grabbing another wire, stripping it too.
"Umm, you dont look okay, and that vein in your head is like....alive", he says quietly.
"I said I was fine", I growl, throwing the now attached wires back on the engine.
"Anything else", I growl again.
"You wanna get a drink....or a chill pill, after work, tonight?", he chuckles, but stops upon seeing my glare. A drink sounds golden right about now.
"Yeah....actually", I nod, retrieving a rag from my back pocket and wiping my hands. Vince's eyes light up, and he smiles nodding his head. For once, I'm not frightened by that look.
"Oh, man....hey....we'll get Leon and Jess to go too...okay?", he beams.
"Whatever......round eight", I exhale blowing my lips out. He nods and throws me a thumbs up as I walk away.
I finish the car I was working on and head home praying that Letty isn't there. I walk into the front door, hear Mia and Letty debating, and sigh throwing my keys down.
"When it rains it pours..", I mumble to myself walking into the kitchen, where they continue to argue playfully.
"So what!? I know for a fact that it's NOT true!", Mia shrieks at the table, as I stand in the door frame, preparing to tell her my plans and exit quickly.
"Whatever!......", Letty stops upon seeing me. Mia glances and waves quickly to me. I open my mouth to speak, but she just goes back into the arguement.
"Hey Dom", Letty stops, completely ignoring Mia. I look down unable to look at her.
"Hey Let", I say quietly, as Mia scoffs at her dimissal, and goes quiet.
"Hey, I was wondering if maybe we could talk again....I got a lot....", Letty begins, leaning forward in her chair at the table.
"I got plans....I just came in to tell Mia to get something to eat for herself tonight", I stop her, looking down, then at Mia. I can feel her disappointment, and like everything else lately, it hurts me.
"You got money", I ask quietly, leaning on the frame, looking sadly at Mia.
"Yeah", she nods, and I can tell her mile-a-minute mind is working hard trying to figure out what's going on, so I turn on my heel.
"Well, how bout later....when you get home?", Letty stops me, and I turn slowly and reluctantly to face her as she stands wringing her hands
"Umm, I'll probably be really tired....so let's just try for tomorrow", I look off my eyes landing on the fridge. She nods sadly, as I finally glance for the smallest fraction of a second.
"Okay", she whispers, sitting back down, and I take my window to leave quickly. What else could she want to talk about? Tell me how many ways she loves Vince? My stomach turns at the thought as I bound up the stairs to my room. I turn on the stereo letting moody music deepen my current state of sludge, and plop, face down, on my bed.
Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million, say
Difficult enough to feel a little bit Disappointed, passed over.
When I've looked right through, To see you naked and oblivious
And you don't see me
.......just to see if there's more behind the Eyes of a fallen angel... Eyes of a tragedy...
Here I am expecting just a little bit Too much from the wounded
But I see, See through it all.........And see you.
So I threw you the obvious.
Do you see what occurs behind the Eyes of a fallen angel....
Eyes of a tragedy.
Well, oh well.. Apparently nothing. Apparently nothing at all.
You don't.....You don't see me.......You don't see me at all.
Deep in thought, but not sleep by any means, I can feel tears flood my closed eyes, and I open them momentarily to release the wetness onto my pillow. Sad is not where I am, it's where I wish I could go back to. Hopeless is where my heart lives now.
Love 101...Lesson 8: Forgive and Move On (Section 1)
Ok, she love your best friend. Now what? You can be pissed off, and not have here in your life at all, or you can deal, and support. Why do I always pull the short straw? Vince?.....Vince, sleep-with-anything-that- moves Vince? He's a great guy, obviously, but not as a love interest. Letty with Vince? My heart aches everytime I imagine them kissing, touching, playfully petting each other. I cringe in pain at the thought of him treating her like he does every other girl. He's my best friend, and I know he would respect Letty, but....he's....Vince, for chrissakes. I throw the wrench in my hand at the direction of the bolt I was trying to tighten, clench my teeth, and lean in on the engine. I feel like the fat kid, or the dork that always get choosed last for kickball. God, why does this hurt so much? I just want to scream. There's so much inside me, crawling, stuffing me, and I can feel it. I'm full of it and I just want to get it out, with out talking to someone, without crying like a jerk, without hurting Letty.
"Dom!....DOM!?", Vince yells, finally snapping me out of my internal monologue.
"WHAT!?", I yell back jerking my head towards him, causing him to cock his head to the side, in confusion.
"Uh, I was just gonna ask for a little help, but....", he begins, obviously trying to back off, but now that he's got my attention, I won't let him. I begin swiftly walking towards him, and he backs away, slightly uneasy, as I reach him and the car. I look down at the engine and begin to pull and prod at it finding the problem. He watches me silently and cautiously as I angrily rip and pull at some wires near the steering colum. I find the right wire and jerk it towards me smiling sarcastically.
"You okay?", he raises a brow, as I reach in my pocket and pull out some wire strippers, taking an inch of the green plastic coating off.
"Perfect", I snap, stopping momentarily, not looking at him and grabbing another wire, stripping it too.
"Umm, you dont look okay, and that vein in your head is like....alive", he says quietly.
"I said I was fine", I growl, throwing the now attached wires back on the engine.
"Anything else", I growl again.
"You wanna get a drink....or a chill pill, after work, tonight?", he chuckles, but stops upon seeing my glare. A drink sounds golden right about now.
"Yeah....actually", I nod, retrieving a rag from my back pocket and wiping my hands. Vince's eyes light up, and he smiles nodding his head. For once, I'm not frightened by that look.
"Oh, man....hey....we'll get Leon and Jess to go too...okay?", he beams.
"Whatever......round eight", I exhale blowing my lips out. He nods and throws me a thumbs up as I walk away.
I finish the car I was working on and head home praying that Letty isn't there. I walk into the front door, hear Mia and Letty debating, and sigh throwing my keys down.
"When it rains it pours..", I mumble to myself walking into the kitchen, where they continue to argue playfully.
"So what!? I know for a fact that it's NOT true!", Mia shrieks at the table, as I stand in the door frame, preparing to tell her my plans and exit quickly.
"Whatever!......", Letty stops upon seeing me. Mia glances and waves quickly to me. I open my mouth to speak, but she just goes back into the arguement.
"Hey Dom", Letty stops, completely ignoring Mia. I look down unable to look at her.
"Hey Let", I say quietly, as Mia scoffs at her dimissal, and goes quiet.
"Hey, I was wondering if maybe we could talk again....I got a lot....", Letty begins, leaning forward in her chair at the table.
"I got plans....I just came in to tell Mia to get something to eat for herself tonight", I stop her, looking down, then at Mia. I can feel her disappointment, and like everything else lately, it hurts me.
"You got money", I ask quietly, leaning on the frame, looking sadly at Mia.
"Yeah", she nods, and I can tell her mile-a-minute mind is working hard trying to figure out what's going on, so I turn on my heel.
"Well, how bout later....when you get home?", Letty stops me, and I turn slowly and reluctantly to face her as she stands wringing her hands
"Umm, I'll probably be really tired....so let's just try for tomorrow", I look off my eyes landing on the fridge. She nods sadly, as I finally glance for the smallest fraction of a second.
"Okay", she whispers, sitting back down, and I take my window to leave quickly. What else could she want to talk about? Tell me how many ways she loves Vince? My stomach turns at the thought as I bound up the stairs to my room. I turn on the stereo letting moody music deepen my current state of sludge, and plop, face down, on my bed.
Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million, say
Difficult enough to feel a little bit Disappointed, passed over.
When I've looked right through, To see you naked and oblivious
And you don't see me
.......just to see if there's more behind the Eyes of a fallen angel... Eyes of a tragedy...
Here I am expecting just a little bit Too much from the wounded
But I see, See through it all.........And see you.
So I threw you the obvious.
Do you see what occurs behind the Eyes of a fallen angel....
Eyes of a tragedy.
Well, oh well.. Apparently nothing. Apparently nothing at all.
You don't.....You don't see me.......You don't see me at all.
Deep in thought, but not sleep by any means, I can feel tears flood my closed eyes, and I open them momentarily to release the wetness onto my pillow. Sad is not where I am, it's where I wish I could go back to. Hopeless is where my heart lives now.