5. The call number 2, or how the plan miserably fails, or how the plan
wasn't even carried out
(A.N.: This chapter is more or less from Fulton's POV ´` indicates thoughts, - - indicates what the person on the other end of the phone says and to prevent misunderstandings "- -" indicates the other one on the phone, the one that is present or to be precise it is what Fulton says on the phone or is hearing what the other person says, the one that is present. Don't get confused.. ..)
With every intention of forcing Dean on a blind date (with Julie of course) Fulton stormed the room he shared with Dean. He knew Connie would do the same the moment Julie comes back from her weekend trip home. He ran in intended to overrun his roommate and giving him no way out. But as good as a plan concerning an other person is, it is just so good so long the other person is attendant. And that was what put a momentary halt to Fulton's intentions. Dean wasn't here. ´Where is he? He's supposed to be here.. .. ` He let himself fall onto his bed and started waiting. He became bored very fast. But he needed to stay focused, so what shall he do till Dean decided to come back? He was about to turn on the stereo as Dean's cell phone started to ring. He had the go-ahead from his best friend to answer every call when he wasn't attendant, and Fulton always had fun talking to Portman's parents. So he opened the cell and said: "-Hi you are connected to D. Portman's cell, this is Fulton Reed talking.-" There was a huge silence on the other end. Fult was about to close the phone as a female voice suddenly answered: -Hi.. .. uhm .. .. well .. he isn't here, isn't he?-
"-No, not at the moment. But if you want to leave a massage I can give it to him, so he can call you back. But what's you're name anyways?-"
-Oh, sorry. I forgot to mention it. .. It would be very nice of you to tell him to call me back. He has my number.-
"-I will, but I think I still need your name, otherwise it would be no use telling him to call you back.-" Fulton had a slightly strange feeling. Something wasn't right.
-Oh yeah .. .. right.- She sounded a little bit reluctant. -Would you please tell him that .. .. Jennie called?- Fulton was totally flabbergasted. ´Sweetie I'll never tell him. You are one of the two reasons that stands between Dean and Julie. You really think I would risk that?` He was about to tell her exactly that when he heard the door closing behind him. Startled he turned around. "Hey Reed, who's on the phone?"
"I .. uhm .. it .. she.."
"What's wrong buddy? Who is it?"
Fulton racked his mind to come up with a plausible reason for Dean not to answer the phone, and he knew if he would just disconnect the call all hell would break lose. "You don't want to .. ..!" He couldn't even finish his sentence cause he hadn't thought of Dean's impatientness. His best friend had simply snatched the phone out of his hands.
"So, my dear friend. Who's gonna answer when I talk into the phone?" Fulton could clearly hear, the rising anger in Portman's voice. Beaten he told him: "It is Jennie."
"Who?" was the low question after a deadly silence.
"Jennie. She said her name is .. Jennie!" It cost him quite an effort to say in an acceptable voice. ´Everyone who say's Dean has no emotions should see him right now.` Fulton thought. Because there was every emotion he could imagine in his best friends face and especially in his eyes. It ranged from shock to devastation to joy to sadness to confusion to hatred to happiness to love to whatever till it finally settled down in a mix between shock and happiness. He saw Dean's hand shaking as it slowly lifted the phone up to his ear. "-Hello?-" His voice was so low and soft that it was barley recognizable. "-.. .. .. Jennie?-" He asked fearfully this time. And from one moment to the next his face was overcome by a wave of pure happiness. Suddenly he turned around and sat down on his bed. Fulton wanted to know what they were talking even though he just could hear Dean's side of the talk. So he sat down on his bed too, grabbed a book from his nightstand, one they should read for English literature class, it was some chick novel called "Wuthering Heights", and pretended to read the book while he actually listened in.
(AN: ´` are Fulton's thoughts about the call; and "- -" indicates Dean talking on the phone.)
"-Oh my god, Jennie. How are you? What are you doing? Where are you? What.. ..Okay, okay, I stop pestering you with questions. I let you talk first. But I have to ask you one thing before we start this whole thing. Why Jennie? I thought.. ..-" and he started laughing.
´Uh what is he talking about? And why is he talking so stupidly? Oh he probably meant Why, Jennie? He is asking her why they broke up. But why is he laughing then? Ah whatever..`
"-Yeah? Yeah? Oh sweety you are so cute. Thank you! Now please tell me. How are you? .. .. I am so glad you are better. .. Do you have some help? .. .. That sounds really nice. And that bloke helps you a lot? .. Stop it okay this certain boy. Better? .. Thought so. Tell me about him. .. A lot of hugging involved?-"
´Yeah Jennie go on talking. Tell him that that bloke is a great cuddler AND that is a great kisser. Make Portman so jealous that he will become angrier as ever so that he will never talk to you again.`
"-Shall I become jealous of this guy?-"
´YESSSSS`
"- Oh I don't need to be jealous. Why not? Sounds a bit like he is taking my place!-"
´Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Yes. Thank god. Come on girlie, tell him that he already took his place!.. .. No, no, no, no, no, Dean. Don't laugh. When you're laughing that means she's wrapping you around her little finger again!`
"-I could never really be jealous of a guy that helped you that much, my love."
´Oh Dean NO. don't you see that she is playing with you again?`
"-Darling, do you have my address already?.. No? .. then wait a second, I'll give it to you. .. What do you mean with ´no`?-" Dean asked suspiciously. "Oh, I see. Well if he says you shouldn't be in contact with me that often then you really shouldn't do it.-" He told her now in a very confirmed and that-is-definitely-the-right-thing-to-do voice.
´Here it is. She is already playing with you again. When that bloke said she shouldn't contact you and she is doing as he said then you are the one that is suffering. Don't you see that she has a thing for that bugger? Don't be so stupid and fall for her again. You will just be hurt in the end. You suffered so much the last time. How much do you think you will suffer this time? It will be so much more. Oh come on Dean, don't do that to yourself.`
"-That guy is right. You really should take the time you need. We have all the time in the world. I love you darling. .. No I really do mean it in every sense of the word. I. Love. You.-" He pronounced every single word heavily. "I love you and no one can ever do us part now again. Isn't it?-"
"No!"
"-Hang on a second. .. Did you say something Reed?"
"What?" He asked guiltily. "Oh. OH. No. No, I didn't say something to you. I was just talking to myself. This guy here in this book, he really shouldn't .. shouldn't.."
"Shouldn't what?"
"He shouldn't .. walk out there in a snowstorm." Fulton guessed, cause he just saw something in that book that meant something like heavy snow. So he just guessed something like a snowstorm.
"Whatever you say bro, whatever you say. -Okay I'm back sweety. .. No, just talking to a friend.-"
´Phoo. Well I'm a lucky son of a b***h. That could have ended a lot worse. Ugh but unfortunately this guy, called my best friend.. oh sorry A friend, has a head like an elephant. He will get his revenge when I suspect it the least. But well, what do I mind. He is already on the rod to ruin. That chick is ruining him. Gawd Portman .. why don't you get it?`
"-Yeah, yeah. .. Okay. That's fine by me. So, then we say goodbye for now, don't we?.. .. Ohh thanks. This compliment is forever stowed in my memory. So goodbye and I hope you call again soon. I'm looking forward to it. .. Yeah. Bye. .. Bye. .. See ya .. No, you hang up first. Good. .. Why didn't you hung up? Okay on three. One, two, three. .. Hang up my love! .. Okay, okay. I'll do it. See ya. Love ya. Goodbye.-"Dean said with a sad tone and finally hung up. His eyes showed a mixture of sadness and joy. Both Fulton and Dean were no brainless goons. Actually it was quite the opposite. They both had a knack for sensing the feelings of other persons. But they both tried to cover it with their rather brutal exterior. So as Fulton wanted to say something to him because of this girl of his, and to tell him that she doesn't mean it well etc. he looked in his best friends face and saw something there that told him not to do it. "You really do love her, don't you Dean?"
"Yes I do. I really do love her. Thanks for keeping quiet throughout the call. I appreciate it. And I'm sorry for my comment that I were ´just talking to A friend`. But she wasn't in the right condition. I know it sound stupid, but she has some problems and I don't want to confuse her furthermore. And I know that must be as confusing as hell for you, but I can't tell you exactly what's up. I promised her not to tell anybody. Not until she is ready. I'm sorry, but do you understand it?" Dean asked and his tone had a very suspicious pleading tone. And this tone really through Fulton. He knew this chick would hurt Dean and that it will be very hard on everyone because of Julie and the Ducks irrepressible want to see them together. But who were they to deny him what he wants. And maybe he'll become happy with.. with this Jennie type of girl. Maybe she isn't that bad. And he, Fulton, doesn't even know the whole story. Maybe there are other circumstances that he didn't know about, that made the break up reasonable. And maybe there was something that pushed them into the break up. Maybe that were the problems that Dean talked about. So in this moment Fulton decided to be the best friend he called himself and be there for Dean whatever he decided.
One hour later..
A devastated Fulton was on the way to the girls dome as halfway through he met up with an equally devastated looking Connie. "Hey Cons. I just was on the way to you."
"Me too."
"Cool. Well ladies first!"
"Thanks but I have rather bad news. So you go first." She said crestfallen.
"Oh, my news are definitely worse. So you go first." She gave him a half smile and told him: "Fulton we can go on like that forever. So just tell me what's up!"
"Okay. Well Jennie called."
A loud intake of a breath later she hissed: "What? That b***t?"
"Yeap."
"Hopefully he told her to f**k off?! .. He told her to f**k off, didn't he? .. Fulton Reed don't play with me. Tell me he told her off!" All heads turned to them as Connie screamed the last sentence on the top of her lungs. And she had a rather huge volume.. If Fulton hadn't had an appearance to keep he would be sitting cowering in a corner.
"Connie, don't sue me or kill me, I'm just the messenger.." The big bad first bash brother nearly pleaded. Everyone knew to stay out of Connie's wrath, cause it could end with bruises on your side.
"What did he say?" Her calm voice was more frightened than when she is screaming.
A deep encouraging breath later he told her the truth: " He told her he loves her."
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me Connie. He told her he loves her. And before you ask, no I haven't told him that that is a mistake etc. .. Connie, he really loves her. He did not just told me with words, he told me with his eyes. And don't you dare to ever tell anybody I said that. .. Who are we to tell him not to love her even if it will be a bad ending. It is not our place to say so. Our place is to be there for him when it, sorry IF it fails."
His team member sighed. "You are right."
"I'm what?" Fulton asked irritated, cause that was the last thing he expected to hear from her.
"You are right. You know, Julie's back together with that Joseph type again."
"Now stop here, milady. You mean that Joseph that she argued with for hours with no end?"
"Yeap. She just came back from her weekend home. She was smiling happily. In one hand she had her bag in the other her cell phone. And she said, and I quote: ~I love you, too Joe. And of course we're an item again. Bye. See ya.~ And she is happy with him. I saw it in her eyes, too." She said crestfallen.
"So what now?" Both looked a little lost.
"I'd say, we'll tell the others that the plan died a premature death. If we like it or not we're out of business.. .. .."
. . . AN: I know the idiom: He has a head like an elephant, probably doesn't exist in English, well I couldn't find it, but I couldn't find a similar one, too. So I translated it from my language into English and I hope you can do anything with it. A short definition: Well an elephant has a very long memory. An elephant can remember i.e. a person that hit it 30 years ago and recognize it again after that period of time. So this idiom in my language means that someone has a very long memory.
(A.N.: This chapter is more or less from Fulton's POV ´` indicates thoughts, - - indicates what the person on the other end of the phone says and to prevent misunderstandings "- -" indicates the other one on the phone, the one that is present or to be precise it is what Fulton says on the phone or is hearing what the other person says, the one that is present. Don't get confused.. ..)
With every intention of forcing Dean on a blind date (with Julie of course) Fulton stormed the room he shared with Dean. He knew Connie would do the same the moment Julie comes back from her weekend trip home. He ran in intended to overrun his roommate and giving him no way out. But as good as a plan concerning an other person is, it is just so good so long the other person is attendant. And that was what put a momentary halt to Fulton's intentions. Dean wasn't here. ´Where is he? He's supposed to be here.. .. ` He let himself fall onto his bed and started waiting. He became bored very fast. But he needed to stay focused, so what shall he do till Dean decided to come back? He was about to turn on the stereo as Dean's cell phone started to ring. He had the go-ahead from his best friend to answer every call when he wasn't attendant, and Fulton always had fun talking to Portman's parents. So he opened the cell and said: "-Hi you are connected to D. Portman's cell, this is Fulton Reed talking.-" There was a huge silence on the other end. Fult was about to close the phone as a female voice suddenly answered: -Hi.. .. uhm .. .. well .. he isn't here, isn't he?-
"-No, not at the moment. But if you want to leave a massage I can give it to him, so he can call you back. But what's you're name anyways?-"
-Oh, sorry. I forgot to mention it. .. It would be very nice of you to tell him to call me back. He has my number.-
"-I will, but I think I still need your name, otherwise it would be no use telling him to call you back.-" Fulton had a slightly strange feeling. Something wasn't right.
-Oh yeah .. .. right.- She sounded a little bit reluctant. -Would you please tell him that .. .. Jennie called?- Fulton was totally flabbergasted. ´Sweetie I'll never tell him. You are one of the two reasons that stands between Dean and Julie. You really think I would risk that?` He was about to tell her exactly that when he heard the door closing behind him. Startled he turned around. "Hey Reed, who's on the phone?"
"I .. uhm .. it .. she.."
"What's wrong buddy? Who is it?"
Fulton racked his mind to come up with a plausible reason for Dean not to answer the phone, and he knew if he would just disconnect the call all hell would break lose. "You don't want to .. ..!" He couldn't even finish his sentence cause he hadn't thought of Dean's impatientness. His best friend had simply snatched the phone out of his hands.
"So, my dear friend. Who's gonna answer when I talk into the phone?" Fulton could clearly hear, the rising anger in Portman's voice. Beaten he told him: "It is Jennie."
"Who?" was the low question after a deadly silence.
"Jennie. She said her name is .. Jennie!" It cost him quite an effort to say in an acceptable voice. ´Everyone who say's Dean has no emotions should see him right now.` Fulton thought. Because there was every emotion he could imagine in his best friends face and especially in his eyes. It ranged from shock to devastation to joy to sadness to confusion to hatred to happiness to love to whatever till it finally settled down in a mix between shock and happiness. He saw Dean's hand shaking as it slowly lifted the phone up to his ear. "-Hello?-" His voice was so low and soft that it was barley recognizable. "-.. .. .. Jennie?-" He asked fearfully this time. And from one moment to the next his face was overcome by a wave of pure happiness. Suddenly he turned around and sat down on his bed. Fulton wanted to know what they were talking even though he just could hear Dean's side of the talk. So he sat down on his bed too, grabbed a book from his nightstand, one they should read for English literature class, it was some chick novel called "Wuthering Heights", and pretended to read the book while he actually listened in.
(AN: ´` are Fulton's thoughts about the call; and "- -" indicates Dean talking on the phone.)
"-Oh my god, Jennie. How are you? What are you doing? Where are you? What.. ..Okay, okay, I stop pestering you with questions. I let you talk first. But I have to ask you one thing before we start this whole thing. Why Jennie? I thought.. ..-" and he started laughing.
´Uh what is he talking about? And why is he talking so stupidly? Oh he probably meant Why, Jennie? He is asking her why they broke up. But why is he laughing then? Ah whatever..`
"-Yeah? Yeah? Oh sweety you are so cute. Thank you! Now please tell me. How are you? .. .. I am so glad you are better. .. Do you have some help? .. .. That sounds really nice. And that bloke helps you a lot? .. Stop it okay this certain boy. Better? .. Thought so. Tell me about him. .. A lot of hugging involved?-"
´Yeah Jennie go on talking. Tell him that that bloke is a great cuddler AND that is a great kisser. Make Portman so jealous that he will become angrier as ever so that he will never talk to you again.`
"-Shall I become jealous of this guy?-"
´YESSSSS`
"- Oh I don't need to be jealous. Why not? Sounds a bit like he is taking my place!-"
´Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Yes. Thank god. Come on girlie, tell him that he already took his place!.. .. No, no, no, no, no, Dean. Don't laugh. When you're laughing that means she's wrapping you around her little finger again!`
"-I could never really be jealous of a guy that helped you that much, my love."
´Oh Dean NO. don't you see that she is playing with you again?`
"-Darling, do you have my address already?.. No? .. then wait a second, I'll give it to you. .. What do you mean with ´no`?-" Dean asked suspiciously. "Oh, I see. Well if he says you shouldn't be in contact with me that often then you really shouldn't do it.-" He told her now in a very confirmed and that-is-definitely-the-right-thing-to-do voice.
´Here it is. She is already playing with you again. When that bloke said she shouldn't contact you and she is doing as he said then you are the one that is suffering. Don't you see that she has a thing for that bugger? Don't be so stupid and fall for her again. You will just be hurt in the end. You suffered so much the last time. How much do you think you will suffer this time? It will be so much more. Oh come on Dean, don't do that to yourself.`
"-That guy is right. You really should take the time you need. We have all the time in the world. I love you darling. .. No I really do mean it in every sense of the word. I. Love. You.-" He pronounced every single word heavily. "I love you and no one can ever do us part now again. Isn't it?-"
"No!"
"-Hang on a second. .. Did you say something Reed?"
"What?" He asked guiltily. "Oh. OH. No. No, I didn't say something to you. I was just talking to myself. This guy here in this book, he really shouldn't .. shouldn't.."
"Shouldn't what?"
"He shouldn't .. walk out there in a snowstorm." Fulton guessed, cause he just saw something in that book that meant something like heavy snow. So he just guessed something like a snowstorm.
"Whatever you say bro, whatever you say. -Okay I'm back sweety. .. No, just talking to a friend.-"
´Phoo. Well I'm a lucky son of a b***h. That could have ended a lot worse. Ugh but unfortunately this guy, called my best friend.. oh sorry A friend, has a head like an elephant. He will get his revenge when I suspect it the least. But well, what do I mind. He is already on the rod to ruin. That chick is ruining him. Gawd Portman .. why don't you get it?`
"-Yeah, yeah. .. Okay. That's fine by me. So, then we say goodbye for now, don't we?.. .. Ohh thanks. This compliment is forever stowed in my memory. So goodbye and I hope you call again soon. I'm looking forward to it. .. Yeah. Bye. .. Bye. .. See ya .. No, you hang up first. Good. .. Why didn't you hung up? Okay on three. One, two, three. .. Hang up my love! .. Okay, okay. I'll do it. See ya. Love ya. Goodbye.-"Dean said with a sad tone and finally hung up. His eyes showed a mixture of sadness and joy. Both Fulton and Dean were no brainless goons. Actually it was quite the opposite. They both had a knack for sensing the feelings of other persons. But they both tried to cover it with their rather brutal exterior. So as Fulton wanted to say something to him because of this girl of his, and to tell him that she doesn't mean it well etc. he looked in his best friends face and saw something there that told him not to do it. "You really do love her, don't you Dean?"
"Yes I do. I really do love her. Thanks for keeping quiet throughout the call. I appreciate it. And I'm sorry for my comment that I were ´just talking to A friend`. But she wasn't in the right condition. I know it sound stupid, but she has some problems and I don't want to confuse her furthermore. And I know that must be as confusing as hell for you, but I can't tell you exactly what's up. I promised her not to tell anybody. Not until she is ready. I'm sorry, but do you understand it?" Dean asked and his tone had a very suspicious pleading tone. And this tone really through Fulton. He knew this chick would hurt Dean and that it will be very hard on everyone because of Julie and the Ducks irrepressible want to see them together. But who were they to deny him what he wants. And maybe he'll become happy with.. with this Jennie type of girl. Maybe she isn't that bad. And he, Fulton, doesn't even know the whole story. Maybe there are other circumstances that he didn't know about, that made the break up reasonable. And maybe there was something that pushed them into the break up. Maybe that were the problems that Dean talked about. So in this moment Fulton decided to be the best friend he called himself and be there for Dean whatever he decided.
One hour later..
A devastated Fulton was on the way to the girls dome as halfway through he met up with an equally devastated looking Connie. "Hey Cons. I just was on the way to you."
"Me too."
"Cool. Well ladies first!"
"Thanks but I have rather bad news. So you go first." She said crestfallen.
"Oh, my news are definitely worse. So you go first." She gave him a half smile and told him: "Fulton we can go on like that forever. So just tell me what's up!"
"Okay. Well Jennie called."
A loud intake of a breath later she hissed: "What? That b***t?"
"Yeap."
"Hopefully he told her to f**k off?! .. He told her to f**k off, didn't he? .. Fulton Reed don't play with me. Tell me he told her off!" All heads turned to them as Connie screamed the last sentence on the top of her lungs. And she had a rather huge volume.. If Fulton hadn't had an appearance to keep he would be sitting cowering in a corner.
"Connie, don't sue me or kill me, I'm just the messenger.." The big bad first bash brother nearly pleaded. Everyone knew to stay out of Connie's wrath, cause it could end with bruises on your side.
"What did he say?" Her calm voice was more frightened than when she is screaming.
A deep encouraging breath later he told her the truth: " He told her he loves her."
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me Connie. He told her he loves her. And before you ask, no I haven't told him that that is a mistake etc. .. Connie, he really loves her. He did not just told me with words, he told me with his eyes. And don't you dare to ever tell anybody I said that. .. Who are we to tell him not to love her even if it will be a bad ending. It is not our place to say so. Our place is to be there for him when it, sorry IF it fails."
His team member sighed. "You are right."
"I'm what?" Fulton asked irritated, cause that was the last thing he expected to hear from her.
"You are right. You know, Julie's back together with that Joseph type again."
"Now stop here, milady. You mean that Joseph that she argued with for hours with no end?"
"Yeap. She just came back from her weekend home. She was smiling happily. In one hand she had her bag in the other her cell phone. And she said, and I quote: ~I love you, too Joe. And of course we're an item again. Bye. See ya.~ And she is happy with him. I saw it in her eyes, too." She said crestfallen.
"So what now?" Both looked a little lost.
"I'd say, we'll tell the others that the plan died a premature death. If we like it or not we're out of business.. .. .."
. . . AN: I know the idiom: He has a head like an elephant, probably doesn't exist in English, well I couldn't find it, but I couldn't find a similar one, too. So I translated it from my language into English and I hope you can do anything with it. A short definition: Well an elephant has a very long memory. An elephant can remember i.e. a person that hit it 30 years ago and recognize it again after that period of time. So this idiom in my language means that someone has a very long memory.