~A Once and Again Series~
Now and Then
Okay, back to Grace's point - of - view, and if I feel the story needs a little more Dimitri, I'll switch over to his point-of-view.. anyways, lots of love..
Chapter 13//If the train falls off the tracks (do you want your money back?)
"Married?" Eli echoed Grace's announcement.
"Yeah.. I can't believe I didn't see it earlier!" Grace cried, upset.
"Wow," Eli said, thinking it over. "Well, are you going to tell Lily?"
"Why would I do that?" Grace asked, falling down angrily on top of Eli's bed. Eli sat down next to her.
"Well.. now she won't have any reason to say you can't take the class. He's married.."
Grace gasped, "No, it's not like THAT!" Eli waited for her to go on. "I saw that he had feelings for me.. I saw it in his face."
"Yeah, but is he the kind of guy that would cheat on his wife? Are you the kind of girl that would let him?" Eli said as gently as he could.
Grace shook her head, "No, yes.. I don't know! This ruined everything! Why does he have to be married?"
"I don't know." Eli said, patting her shoulder lightly.
* * *
"He's what?" Lily said into the phone.
"I ran into him at the store last month.. I ran into him and his wife," Lily's friend Heather informed her.
Lily took this in. Mr. Dimitri was married..
"So, what were you going to ask me?" Heather asked.
Lily, forgetting the reason she had called her friend in the first place, only said dully into the phone, "Oh, uh, nothing. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay," Heather voice sounded confused, "Bye."
"Bye." Lily replaced the phone and slowly thought it over. Then she picked up the phone again and dialed the number to Eli's apartment.
"Hello?" Eli answered.
"Hey, E.. is Grace there?" Lily asked.
"Um, hold on, let me check," Eli said, although Lily was pretty sure he already knew if Grace was there or not.. He just wanted to ask her whether or not she wanted to talk to her mother.
"Hello?" Grace voice came on.
"Hey, sweetie. How are you?" Lily asked, not liking the sadness to Grace's voice.
"Fine."
"How's school going?" Lily asked.
"Fine."
"I was just wondering.. if you wanted to come home?"
"Mom, we talked about this." Grace voice said firmly.
"I know.. I just wanted to tell you that I changed my mind. You don't have to give up that class. Just come home."
"I don't know, mom." Grace said with a sigh. "I'll think about it."
Lily smiled, pleased with that at least, "Alright. Bye sweetie."
"Bye."
* * *
Wednesday came. Wednesday went. Grace just couldn't make herself go to class. She couldn't face him right now. Not after he had told her that he was married! Married! Grace wondered what his wife was like. Grace wondered what his life was like. How had things changed this much? Why had she thought he would still be.. unattached? Why had she thought his life would be the same? Why hadn't she seen this?
* * *
August noticed Grace wasn't there on Wednesday. He wasn't surprised. Not after what he did to her.
* * *
"Bumpkin, is that you?"
"Yes," August called to Angelina, who seemed in a good mood. She only called him bumpkin when she was extremely happy. August headed towards her voice, towards the bedroom.
Angelina smiled up at him, a suitcase opened on the bed.
August waited for her to explain herself, but she just kept packing. "What's going on?"
Angelina laughed giddily, "They want ME!" She twirled in a happy circle, her short skirt flying up. "The director for that play, Two on the Roof, wants me to come with them! It's so f*cking awesome!"
"Go with them.. where?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Angelina looked guiltily away from his questioning eyes. "I auditioned for the play last week. It's a really good part and they are planning on touring the country with it."
"You didn't tell me," August said, a chill in his voice.
Angelina furrowed her brow at him, hearing his coldness. "Come on, be happy for me! It's a great part!"
"How long will you be gone?"
"Five months," Angelina closed the first suitcase and opened another one. "It's not that long, bumpkin!"
August sighed, "I wish you would have told me."
Angelina looked angrily up at him, "I wish you would have told me too."
"Told you what?" August asked, exasperated.
"About that girl.. in your class." Angelina walked to the closet and began taking out clothes. She looked back at her silent husband, "Alabaster and I had a talk."
August couldn't believe it. "Alabaster told you that!"
Angelina wrinkled her nose, either at him or at the dress she was carrying. "Yeah. He believes in honesty, unlike some other chicken-shit I know."
"What exactly did he say?"
"Just that you were involved with this girl when you were her teacher in high school and now she has tracked you down and is in your class again." Angelina said.
August smiled, "That's what he said?"
"Yup. I don't know why you didn't just tell me.." Angelina looked up at him. "Just don't f*ck her, okay?"
August eyes widened, "Of course not.."
Angelina's chilly blue eyes surveyed him. "You married ME," She reminded him.
"I know that."
"Why did you marry me?" Angelina asked suddenly.
"Because I love you," August answered after a pause.
Angelina shook her head, "Sometimes I wonder about that."
August didn't know what to say, so he asked instead, "When are you leaving?"
"Today," Angelina closed the second suitcase and began on a third.
"Today?" August echoed in surprise. "And you're just telling me about this now?"
Angelina nodded, not seeing anything wrong with that. August sighed and left the bedroom. He couldn't believe Angelina. She had no consideration for anyone but herself. August sat on the couch, thinking about this new event. A part of him was actually happy to have some space from his wife.. and that was deplorable. She was his wife. He had married her.
* * *
Now and Then
Okay, back to Grace's point - of - view, and if I feel the story needs a little more Dimitri, I'll switch over to his point-of-view.. anyways, lots of love..
Chapter 13//If the train falls off the tracks (do you want your money back?)
"Married?" Eli echoed Grace's announcement.
"Yeah.. I can't believe I didn't see it earlier!" Grace cried, upset.
"Wow," Eli said, thinking it over. "Well, are you going to tell Lily?"
"Why would I do that?" Grace asked, falling down angrily on top of Eli's bed. Eli sat down next to her.
"Well.. now she won't have any reason to say you can't take the class. He's married.."
Grace gasped, "No, it's not like THAT!" Eli waited for her to go on. "I saw that he had feelings for me.. I saw it in his face."
"Yeah, but is he the kind of guy that would cheat on his wife? Are you the kind of girl that would let him?" Eli said as gently as he could.
Grace shook her head, "No, yes.. I don't know! This ruined everything! Why does he have to be married?"
"I don't know." Eli said, patting her shoulder lightly.
* * *
"He's what?" Lily said into the phone.
"I ran into him at the store last month.. I ran into him and his wife," Lily's friend Heather informed her.
Lily took this in. Mr. Dimitri was married..
"So, what were you going to ask me?" Heather asked.
Lily, forgetting the reason she had called her friend in the first place, only said dully into the phone, "Oh, uh, nothing. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay," Heather voice sounded confused, "Bye."
"Bye." Lily replaced the phone and slowly thought it over. Then she picked up the phone again and dialed the number to Eli's apartment.
"Hello?" Eli answered.
"Hey, E.. is Grace there?" Lily asked.
"Um, hold on, let me check," Eli said, although Lily was pretty sure he already knew if Grace was there or not.. He just wanted to ask her whether or not she wanted to talk to her mother.
"Hello?" Grace voice came on.
"Hey, sweetie. How are you?" Lily asked, not liking the sadness to Grace's voice.
"Fine."
"How's school going?" Lily asked.
"Fine."
"I was just wondering.. if you wanted to come home?"
"Mom, we talked about this." Grace voice said firmly.
"I know.. I just wanted to tell you that I changed my mind. You don't have to give up that class. Just come home."
"I don't know, mom." Grace said with a sigh. "I'll think about it."
Lily smiled, pleased with that at least, "Alright. Bye sweetie."
"Bye."
* * *
Wednesday came. Wednesday went. Grace just couldn't make herself go to class. She couldn't face him right now. Not after he had told her that he was married! Married! Grace wondered what his wife was like. Grace wondered what his life was like. How had things changed this much? Why had she thought he would still be.. unattached? Why had she thought his life would be the same? Why hadn't she seen this?
* * *
August noticed Grace wasn't there on Wednesday. He wasn't surprised. Not after what he did to her.
* * *
"Bumpkin, is that you?"
"Yes," August called to Angelina, who seemed in a good mood. She only called him bumpkin when she was extremely happy. August headed towards her voice, towards the bedroom.
Angelina smiled up at him, a suitcase opened on the bed.
August waited for her to explain herself, but she just kept packing. "What's going on?"
Angelina laughed giddily, "They want ME!" She twirled in a happy circle, her short skirt flying up. "The director for that play, Two on the Roof, wants me to come with them! It's so f*cking awesome!"
"Go with them.. where?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Angelina looked guiltily away from his questioning eyes. "I auditioned for the play last week. It's a really good part and they are planning on touring the country with it."
"You didn't tell me," August said, a chill in his voice.
Angelina furrowed her brow at him, hearing his coldness. "Come on, be happy for me! It's a great part!"
"How long will you be gone?"
"Five months," Angelina closed the first suitcase and opened another one. "It's not that long, bumpkin!"
August sighed, "I wish you would have told me."
Angelina looked angrily up at him, "I wish you would have told me too."
"Told you what?" August asked, exasperated.
"About that girl.. in your class." Angelina walked to the closet and began taking out clothes. She looked back at her silent husband, "Alabaster and I had a talk."
August couldn't believe it. "Alabaster told you that!"
Angelina wrinkled her nose, either at him or at the dress she was carrying. "Yeah. He believes in honesty, unlike some other chicken-shit I know."
"What exactly did he say?"
"Just that you were involved with this girl when you were her teacher in high school and now she has tracked you down and is in your class again." Angelina said.
August smiled, "That's what he said?"
"Yup. I don't know why you didn't just tell me.." Angelina looked up at him. "Just don't f*ck her, okay?"
August eyes widened, "Of course not.."
Angelina's chilly blue eyes surveyed him. "You married ME," She reminded him.
"I know that."
"Why did you marry me?" Angelina asked suddenly.
"Because I love you," August answered after a pause.
Angelina shook her head, "Sometimes I wonder about that."
August didn't know what to say, so he asked instead, "When are you leaving?"
"Today," Angelina closed the second suitcase and began on a third.
"Today?" August echoed in surprise. "And you're just telling me about this now?"
Angelina nodded, not seeing anything wrong with that. August sighed and left the bedroom. He couldn't believe Angelina. She had no consideration for anyone but herself. August sat on the couch, thinking about this new event. A part of him was actually happy to have some space from his wife.. and that was deplorable. She was his wife. He had married her.
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