What I Want, Chapter Fourteen.
The one thing that Kitty didn't like about New York was that the city never did sleep. She couldn't ever run off her frustrations, and she didn't want to use the professors card to buy a membership to a gym somewhere, or a treadmill.
Of course, she was already using it more than she'd like to have. Parking for the car, food, clothes sometimes. With school, and the band, she didn't have time to hold down a job, and her savings had been eaten up really fast.
Another thing she didn't like about New York was how expensive it was to live there.
Mitch hadn't left immediately, therefore Car' hadn't left immediately, and was again in Kitty's bedroom, looking at her picture of Scott, again under the pretense of going to the bathroom.
Why the hell did that man not come after her?
"Kitty, what's wrong?" Asked Mitch, coming up behind her, setting his hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing." She said. She was used to the touching thing, everyone artsy touched more, she found out very soon after starting at Julliard.
"Much?" He asked, sliding his hands down her arms. He was at her back, it was very disconcerting.
"Yeah." She said, turning around, he was a lot closer to her than she thought. She backed up.
"Kitty." He said, walking closer to her. "You know how I feel, don't you?"
She took three steps back. She didn't want to hurt him, and she knew it was more than attraction, but if she had to, she did. "I know." She said. His eyes lit up. "But, Mitch, I can't, I'm.in love with someone else."
"Who?" He asked, the light dropping from his eyes. His voice was hard, suspicious. She was always with him, or Dan, or Carmine, and they would have told him if she met up with another guy.
"He doesn't live around here." She said. "Westchester."
"So, why haven't I seen him around. That's not that far away."
"We broke it off before I came here." She said. Or rather, he did.
"But you won't even let me try?"
"Listen. I was hurt before him, and I trusted him, and I didn't think he would hurt me, but he did." She paused. "I'm not ready."
"I'll be gentle."
"That's the point. I know you would, but." She looked up. "He was too, I'm just not ready to be with anyone else." He opened his mouth, she placed her first two fingers against it. "I don't know if I ever will be." Then she paused, leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Please don't ask me again."
He nodded tersely. "I won't." He said. Then he swallowed. "Tell Car' I left?" He asked.
"Sure." She said, and then reached out to grasp his arm. "I really am sorry."
"Not your fault." He said, and smiled softly. "Don't worry about it."
"Okay." She said, and nodded slightly.
He walked to the door, and smiled before he walked out. He didn't want her to be hurt because he was. Kitty would be to. He knew that, she was just like that.
He leaned against the wall next to the door once he got out. He'd get over it. That much was true. He wasn't in love with her, he liked her, and he was attracted to her. He felt a certain possessiveness about her, but only because she was so youthful, so innocent.
Kitty fell onto the couch. He was so stubborn. So sweet though.
She opened her eyes when she heard footsteps. "Car'." She said. "Hey."
"Wha's wrong?" She asked.
"Not too much." She said. "You'll be glad to hear that Mitch is, or soon will be, over me."
Car looked down at Kitty. "You knew?"
"I always know these things." She said.
"Who does Dan like?" Asked Carmine.
"Professor Jopelain." Said Kitty. Car's eyes widened. The said professor was male, and, actually only three years older than them. "It's true." Said Kitty. "He talks too much about his lectures, just hints."
"You've always been able to read people like this?" She asked.
"Hardly." Said Kitty with a laugh. "It started a couple of years ago."
"Oh." She said. "So, anything that would perk my hopes with Mitch."
"No." Kitty said solemnly.
Car's face fell.
"You are so gullible." Said Kitty. "He likes you more than he liked me, just he doesn't think he should. You're not his type."
Car rolled her eyes. "You're just saying that."
"The hell I am." Kitty said. "And ruin my record of always being honest?"
"You're such a geek!" Said Carmine. "You're always honest? If I'm the pope."
Kitty smiled. "Chica, you need to learn to take a joke." She said, trailing off into laughter.
"Yeah, joke that he likes me."
"No." Kitty said. "That part was true."
"Liar!"
"I'm not, seriously, it's totally true."
Carmine rolled her eyes. "If you're so good with reading emotions, then why don't you have a guy of your own?"
"Maybe I don't like guys." She said, then smiled coyly at her friend.
Carmine's eyes widened, then she blinked. "Right, okay, and I don't like Mitch."
"Fine, you caught me. That's why I could never act." She smiled. "The only guy I've ever really liked doesn't really think of me like that." The corners of her mouth dropped a little bit, but she shrugged it off. "Didn't like something in my past."
"Kitty." Said Carmine. "You'll get him back." Then, she picked up her coat, and was out the door sooner than Kitty could think.
Her friends were the greatest, she thought, smiling. Understanding, genuine, wonderful.
Of course, Car hadn't hidden that one thing from her.
She got up, and walked into the bedroom. Flipped up the picture of Scott on her nightstand, and pried open the back.
She pulled out the second picture, and smiled at it. She knew it that her current state wasn't worth the moment of happiness in the past, but still, she loved him. And always would.
The one thing that Kitty didn't like about New York was that the city never did sleep. She couldn't ever run off her frustrations, and she didn't want to use the professors card to buy a membership to a gym somewhere, or a treadmill.
Of course, she was already using it more than she'd like to have. Parking for the car, food, clothes sometimes. With school, and the band, she didn't have time to hold down a job, and her savings had been eaten up really fast.
Another thing she didn't like about New York was how expensive it was to live there.
Mitch hadn't left immediately, therefore Car' hadn't left immediately, and was again in Kitty's bedroom, looking at her picture of Scott, again under the pretense of going to the bathroom.
Why the hell did that man not come after her?
"Kitty, what's wrong?" Asked Mitch, coming up behind her, setting his hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing." She said. She was used to the touching thing, everyone artsy touched more, she found out very soon after starting at Julliard.
"Much?" He asked, sliding his hands down her arms. He was at her back, it was very disconcerting.
"Yeah." She said, turning around, he was a lot closer to her than she thought. She backed up.
"Kitty." He said, walking closer to her. "You know how I feel, don't you?"
She took three steps back. She didn't want to hurt him, and she knew it was more than attraction, but if she had to, she did. "I know." She said. His eyes lit up. "But, Mitch, I can't, I'm.in love with someone else."
"Who?" He asked, the light dropping from his eyes. His voice was hard, suspicious. She was always with him, or Dan, or Carmine, and they would have told him if she met up with another guy.
"He doesn't live around here." She said. "Westchester."
"So, why haven't I seen him around. That's not that far away."
"We broke it off before I came here." She said. Or rather, he did.
"But you won't even let me try?"
"Listen. I was hurt before him, and I trusted him, and I didn't think he would hurt me, but he did." She paused. "I'm not ready."
"I'll be gentle."
"That's the point. I know you would, but." She looked up. "He was too, I'm just not ready to be with anyone else." He opened his mouth, she placed her first two fingers against it. "I don't know if I ever will be." Then she paused, leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Please don't ask me again."
He nodded tersely. "I won't." He said. Then he swallowed. "Tell Car' I left?" He asked.
"Sure." She said, and then reached out to grasp his arm. "I really am sorry."
"Not your fault." He said, and smiled softly. "Don't worry about it."
"Okay." She said, and nodded slightly.
He walked to the door, and smiled before he walked out. He didn't want her to be hurt because he was. Kitty would be to. He knew that, she was just like that.
He leaned against the wall next to the door once he got out. He'd get over it. That much was true. He wasn't in love with her, he liked her, and he was attracted to her. He felt a certain possessiveness about her, but only because she was so youthful, so innocent.
Kitty fell onto the couch. He was so stubborn. So sweet though.
She opened her eyes when she heard footsteps. "Car'." She said. "Hey."
"Wha's wrong?" She asked.
"Not too much." She said. "You'll be glad to hear that Mitch is, or soon will be, over me."
Car looked down at Kitty. "You knew?"
"I always know these things." She said.
"Who does Dan like?" Asked Carmine.
"Professor Jopelain." Said Kitty. Car's eyes widened. The said professor was male, and, actually only three years older than them. "It's true." Said Kitty. "He talks too much about his lectures, just hints."
"You've always been able to read people like this?" She asked.
"Hardly." Said Kitty with a laugh. "It started a couple of years ago."
"Oh." She said. "So, anything that would perk my hopes with Mitch."
"No." Kitty said solemnly.
Car's face fell.
"You are so gullible." Said Kitty. "He likes you more than he liked me, just he doesn't think he should. You're not his type."
Car rolled her eyes. "You're just saying that."
"The hell I am." Kitty said. "And ruin my record of always being honest?"
"You're such a geek!" Said Carmine. "You're always honest? If I'm the pope."
Kitty smiled. "Chica, you need to learn to take a joke." She said, trailing off into laughter.
"Yeah, joke that he likes me."
"No." Kitty said. "That part was true."
"Liar!"
"I'm not, seriously, it's totally true."
Carmine rolled her eyes. "If you're so good with reading emotions, then why don't you have a guy of your own?"
"Maybe I don't like guys." She said, then smiled coyly at her friend.
Carmine's eyes widened, then she blinked. "Right, okay, and I don't like Mitch."
"Fine, you caught me. That's why I could never act." She smiled. "The only guy I've ever really liked doesn't really think of me like that." The corners of her mouth dropped a little bit, but she shrugged it off. "Didn't like something in my past."
"Kitty." Said Carmine. "You'll get him back." Then, she picked up her coat, and was out the door sooner than Kitty could think.
Her friends were the greatest, she thought, smiling. Understanding, genuine, wonderful.
Of course, Car hadn't hidden that one thing from her.
She got up, and walked into the bedroom. Flipped up the picture of Scott on her nightstand, and pried open the back.
She pulled out the second picture, and smiled at it. She knew it that her current state wasn't worth the moment of happiness in the past, but still, she loved him. And always would.
