Chapter 8:
When I woke up the living room was spotless. Eyeball was asleep on the couch, but I was still mad at him, and I could've punched him. Gordie promised to drop off and pick up Melanie to and from daycare. Today, before work, I was interviewing people to tutor Eyeball. I left out of the door and noticed a bouquet or yellow roses, my favorite, on the stoop. I smiled, and picked them up to smell them. I turned back to look at Eyeball, then left.
At a small coffee shop, I met several people. The first was a guy, Milton Clark. He was skinny and had huge glasses, and way too much dandruff. Did I mention he was had buck teeth? Gross!
"Uh, hi Milton."
"Whoa, are you who I'm tutoring?" He said with an awful laugh.
"Um, no." Then he sneezed into a tissue. And to my utter grossness he stared into the tissue WAY too long. Oh my god, so gross. Eyeball would crush this guy with one finger. "Next!" I yelled.
The next person was a tall blonde woman with boobs that made me feel inferior. She had perfect long legs and a size zero waist, and a beautiful face. Did I mention she was gorgeous? I hated her. "Next!" I yelled before she could speak. The next person was too much of a richie for Eyeball to respect. He was one of those douche bags from up on the View.
The person I chose was a black hair woman who was as flat as a board so Eyeball would not be tempted. She reminded me of a librarian. She was hired, then I rushed to my crappy job and worked until eight. I picked up a few groceries, and brought them and the woman, Kathy, home.
I put the food away, introduced her to Melanie, and started dinner. Eyeball walked in and didn't even notice Kathy. He just went straight to the bedroom. I excused myself from Kathy and went in to talk to Eyeball.
"Eyeball, that woman Kathy out there is your new tutor."
"Yay." He said sarcastically, and lying on the bed. I crawled on the bed, and lay next to him.
"Thank you for cleaning and the roses." I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek, because he wouldn't look at me.
"For what?"
"For cleaning up the living room and giving me my favorite yellow roses."
"Oh, yeah. N-No problem... I guess I'm a little hung over from yesterday. I'm sorry by the way."
"It's okay, I'm sorry too."
"I'll try to act more responsible."
"And I'll try not to use sex against you." We both laughed a little then kissed. I crawled over him, and sat on his stomach facing him, with one leg on each side.
"I mean, there's no sense in punishing both or us if only you screw up." I smiled and kissed him. I really do love Eyeball. I guess that's why I was so upset when I felt like he didn't care.
"You know, Melanie is staying over at Gordie's tonight." I said kissing his neck.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. So when she leaves, we'll have the whole place to ourselves."
"And what would we be doing Mrs. Chambers?"
"Well, I thought." I paused and kissed his neck more. "That we'd play cards." I said, and stopped kissing him.
"Cards?"
"Yeah, you've got to play three-penny scat."
"Cards? You're serious?" I couldn't help but to giggle.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Then I thought of playing chess later." I smiled.
"No chess."
"Speaking of no chest you've got to meet you're tutor."
"Oh, that was mean." He laughed and kissed me.
"Like you care." I kissed him back, then got off of him and went to the door. He got up and walked towards me.
"Hey Jess. You weren't serious about playing cards were you?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
Eyeball met Kathy and promised me that he would try his best. And then for a month everything was perfect. He'd meet Kathy at her house from four to eight everyday. She showed me test and quizzes and he was doing s well. And Melanie made so many friends. Gordie, Chris, and Vince helped me out a lot. Then one day, Eyeball came home drunk and angry.
"JESS! JESSIE! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I ran into the living room, as he came in.
"I'm right here Eyeball, whats the matter?" I asked, worryingly.
"Don't pretend like you don't know you little slut!" He said, and knocked over a table.
"Eyeball, calm down what are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you, you whore, sleeping with Ace!"
"What?"
"Ring a bell?"
"Where did you hear that from?"
"So it's true!"
"Of course not! Whoever told you that, is lying out of their ass! Eyeball I would never!"
"Don't lie to me bitch!" He said and threw me into the wall. I moaned in pain.
"Eyeball, I love you, I would never do anything like that. Why don't you believe me?"
"I've seen the way you've been acting around him lately."
"That's because he was being a dick that one time, last month."
"Dick? Dick! I bet you had some didn't you?" How dare he say this shit! I smacked him hard across the face. Big mistake. Eyeball punched me hard in my right eye. Then he grabbed me by my shoulders, pinned me close to the wall, and punched the hell out of my stomach. I hit the floor, coughing for air, when blood splattered from my mouth. He kicked me hard in the stomach.
"Fucking slut." He said, lit a cigarette, then went into the bedroom, leaving me on the floor crying and spitting up blood. I fell asleep right there on the floor, to afraid to even go into my own bed. Thank god, Melanie was sleeping over her friend's house.
The next morning I awoke in my bed with a huge black eye on my right eye. I cautiously went into the kitchen and saw Eyeball making breakfast with a cigarette in his mouth. I don't think that's sanitary. He saw me, and called out.
"Hey beautiful." He said smiling, but I didn't reply. "Whats wrong?" He asked innocently. Was he fucking insane?!? But I decided not to bring it up.
"W-What are you doing up so early?" I asked nervously, I could feel my hands shaking.
"I decided to get a jump on the day. I wanted to make us breakfast so we could have it together because we never do. Oh, and Melanie's friend, Cassandra's mom called, and I told her I'd pick up Mel at three."
"That's. Great." I hesitated.
"Are you okay?" I didn't respond. I guess I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to say? The fact that he kicked my ass yesterday bothered me? He put down his spatula, and walked over to me. Since I was facing the bedroom, my left side was toward him.
"What's the matter?" He said, taking my chin in his hands, while I flinched nervously, wanting to cry. "Jess, are you okay?" He asked, genuinely worried. He rotated my chin to see my whole face. That's when he noticed my eye.
"Oh shit." He said, instantly remembering some of last night. I started crying, and that was the first time he ever cared about my tears.
"Oh my god Jess, did I hit you?" He asked, afraid that he would do such a thing.
"You don't remember." I whispered, crying more.
"I am so sorry. I can't believe I did that." I moved his hand from my face quickly.
"Leave me alone Eyeball. I'm taking Melanie back to Vegas with me." I said and went into the bedroom. I laid down on the bed and cried with my head down. I loved him so much, how could he do this to me. He came into the doorway and watched me cry for a long moment, but I didn't care. Then he came and laid down next to me.
"Jessika, I am so sorry. I wouldn't blame you if you took Melanie and left, but I hope you won't. I love you Jess." He looked me up and down, but my head was buried within my arms for me to notice much of anything. My shirt lifted up a little in the back, and there was a spot that was darkened. Eyeball came over and lay by me. He lifted the back of it more and revealed an enormous bruise on my back. I could feel him swallow hard. He let go of my shirt and stroked my hair with his hand.
"I'm sorry Jess, I can't say it enough. I really screwed up this time."
"I didn't sleep with Ace." I said, still crying with my face concealed from him.
"I know you didn't." He whispered.
"How the fuck could you do this to me?" I cried more.
"I am so sorry. Jessika, if I could take it back I would. Someone put this insane idea in my head, and you know how I lose my temper. That, plus drinking. I love you, you have to believe me. You mean the world to me, and I hope you'll forgive me Jess." All I could do was replay last night in my head over and over and remember how scared I was. I've never been so scared. Ever! He climbed off the bed and left the room. I have no idea what I should do. I love Eyeball so much. But how could I ever trust him again.
A minute later I made a decision. I walked into the kitchen, where Eyeball sat at the table with his head in his hands and I could've sworn I saw his eyes tearing. He stood up quickly as I entered.
"Eyeball, I love you. But if you ever touch me again, your ass is grass." I smiled, knowingly using Charlie's phrases.
"Oh Jessie babe. Thank you so much Jessie. It will never happen again, I promise. I'm so sorry." He got on his knees and hugged my waist, his head against my stomach.
"You were crying, weren't you." I said without a smile.
"I was hysterical. And if you tell anyone."
"You'll what?"
"I will. I will. Shut up. Just don't say anything. I've got a rep to protect."
"Eyeball stand up." He did as I told, and looked straight into my eyes. "I love you." I said and kissed him.
"I love you more."
"I highly doubt that."
"You know. I'm not suppose to pick up Melanie in hours." He said smiling and I kissed him passionately.
"The toast is burning." I said.
"What?" I pointed behind him at the toaster. "Oh shit!" He said as the toaster revealed yellow flames, with smoke at the top. I saw eyeball tried to fight it off with a fork, and then he finally unplugged it. I watched him laughing. He leaned back on the counter and laughed as well. "I can't make toast." He said laughing more.
"That's okay, I love you anyway."
"Really?"
"Well, I guess I'd have to think about it. I mean, a man who can't make toast. I don't know." He laughed again.
"Come over here."
"Not uh, you've got to catch me."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah." I said running into the bedroom, Eyeball chasing after me. I laid on the bed and Eyeball joined me. He moved my hair away from my black eye. I guess he still couldn't believe what he did. He moved his fingers softly around it. Eyeball kissed it lightly, kept his fingers moving. We stayed like that for at least two and a half-hours. We've never done that before. Everything was always sex and booze and smokes with him. I guess he was growing responsible.
When I woke up the living room was spotless. Eyeball was asleep on the couch, but I was still mad at him, and I could've punched him. Gordie promised to drop off and pick up Melanie to and from daycare. Today, before work, I was interviewing people to tutor Eyeball. I left out of the door and noticed a bouquet or yellow roses, my favorite, on the stoop. I smiled, and picked them up to smell them. I turned back to look at Eyeball, then left.
At a small coffee shop, I met several people. The first was a guy, Milton Clark. He was skinny and had huge glasses, and way too much dandruff. Did I mention he was had buck teeth? Gross!
"Uh, hi Milton."
"Whoa, are you who I'm tutoring?" He said with an awful laugh.
"Um, no." Then he sneezed into a tissue. And to my utter grossness he stared into the tissue WAY too long. Oh my god, so gross. Eyeball would crush this guy with one finger. "Next!" I yelled.
The next person was a tall blonde woman with boobs that made me feel inferior. She had perfect long legs and a size zero waist, and a beautiful face. Did I mention she was gorgeous? I hated her. "Next!" I yelled before she could speak. The next person was too much of a richie for Eyeball to respect. He was one of those douche bags from up on the View.
The person I chose was a black hair woman who was as flat as a board so Eyeball would not be tempted. She reminded me of a librarian. She was hired, then I rushed to my crappy job and worked until eight. I picked up a few groceries, and brought them and the woman, Kathy, home.
I put the food away, introduced her to Melanie, and started dinner. Eyeball walked in and didn't even notice Kathy. He just went straight to the bedroom. I excused myself from Kathy and went in to talk to Eyeball.
"Eyeball, that woman Kathy out there is your new tutor."
"Yay." He said sarcastically, and lying on the bed. I crawled on the bed, and lay next to him.
"Thank you for cleaning and the roses." I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek, because he wouldn't look at me.
"For what?"
"For cleaning up the living room and giving me my favorite yellow roses."
"Oh, yeah. N-No problem... I guess I'm a little hung over from yesterday. I'm sorry by the way."
"It's okay, I'm sorry too."
"I'll try to act more responsible."
"And I'll try not to use sex against you." We both laughed a little then kissed. I crawled over him, and sat on his stomach facing him, with one leg on each side.
"I mean, there's no sense in punishing both or us if only you screw up." I smiled and kissed him. I really do love Eyeball. I guess that's why I was so upset when I felt like he didn't care.
"You know, Melanie is staying over at Gordie's tonight." I said kissing his neck.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. So when she leaves, we'll have the whole place to ourselves."
"And what would we be doing Mrs. Chambers?"
"Well, I thought." I paused and kissed his neck more. "That we'd play cards." I said, and stopped kissing him.
"Cards?"
"Yeah, you've got to play three-penny scat."
"Cards? You're serious?" I couldn't help but to giggle.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Then I thought of playing chess later." I smiled.
"No chess."
"Speaking of no chest you've got to meet you're tutor."
"Oh, that was mean." He laughed and kissed me.
"Like you care." I kissed him back, then got off of him and went to the door. He got up and walked towards me.
"Hey Jess. You weren't serious about playing cards were you?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
Eyeball met Kathy and promised me that he would try his best. And then for a month everything was perfect. He'd meet Kathy at her house from four to eight everyday. She showed me test and quizzes and he was doing s well. And Melanie made so many friends. Gordie, Chris, and Vince helped me out a lot. Then one day, Eyeball came home drunk and angry.
"JESS! JESSIE! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I ran into the living room, as he came in.
"I'm right here Eyeball, whats the matter?" I asked, worryingly.
"Don't pretend like you don't know you little slut!" He said, and knocked over a table.
"Eyeball, calm down what are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you, you whore, sleeping with Ace!"
"What?"
"Ring a bell?"
"Where did you hear that from?"
"So it's true!"
"Of course not! Whoever told you that, is lying out of their ass! Eyeball I would never!"
"Don't lie to me bitch!" He said and threw me into the wall. I moaned in pain.
"Eyeball, I love you, I would never do anything like that. Why don't you believe me?"
"I've seen the way you've been acting around him lately."
"That's because he was being a dick that one time, last month."
"Dick? Dick! I bet you had some didn't you?" How dare he say this shit! I smacked him hard across the face. Big mistake. Eyeball punched me hard in my right eye. Then he grabbed me by my shoulders, pinned me close to the wall, and punched the hell out of my stomach. I hit the floor, coughing for air, when blood splattered from my mouth. He kicked me hard in the stomach.
"Fucking slut." He said, lit a cigarette, then went into the bedroom, leaving me on the floor crying and spitting up blood. I fell asleep right there on the floor, to afraid to even go into my own bed. Thank god, Melanie was sleeping over her friend's house.
The next morning I awoke in my bed with a huge black eye on my right eye. I cautiously went into the kitchen and saw Eyeball making breakfast with a cigarette in his mouth. I don't think that's sanitary. He saw me, and called out.
"Hey beautiful." He said smiling, but I didn't reply. "Whats wrong?" He asked innocently. Was he fucking insane?!? But I decided not to bring it up.
"W-What are you doing up so early?" I asked nervously, I could feel my hands shaking.
"I decided to get a jump on the day. I wanted to make us breakfast so we could have it together because we never do. Oh, and Melanie's friend, Cassandra's mom called, and I told her I'd pick up Mel at three."
"That's. Great." I hesitated.
"Are you okay?" I didn't respond. I guess I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to say? The fact that he kicked my ass yesterday bothered me? He put down his spatula, and walked over to me. Since I was facing the bedroom, my left side was toward him.
"What's the matter?" He said, taking my chin in his hands, while I flinched nervously, wanting to cry. "Jess, are you okay?" He asked, genuinely worried. He rotated my chin to see my whole face. That's when he noticed my eye.
"Oh shit." He said, instantly remembering some of last night. I started crying, and that was the first time he ever cared about my tears.
"Oh my god Jess, did I hit you?" He asked, afraid that he would do such a thing.
"You don't remember." I whispered, crying more.
"I am so sorry. I can't believe I did that." I moved his hand from my face quickly.
"Leave me alone Eyeball. I'm taking Melanie back to Vegas with me." I said and went into the bedroom. I laid down on the bed and cried with my head down. I loved him so much, how could he do this to me. He came into the doorway and watched me cry for a long moment, but I didn't care. Then he came and laid down next to me.
"Jessika, I am so sorry. I wouldn't blame you if you took Melanie and left, but I hope you won't. I love you Jess." He looked me up and down, but my head was buried within my arms for me to notice much of anything. My shirt lifted up a little in the back, and there was a spot that was darkened. Eyeball came over and lay by me. He lifted the back of it more and revealed an enormous bruise on my back. I could feel him swallow hard. He let go of my shirt and stroked my hair with his hand.
"I'm sorry Jess, I can't say it enough. I really screwed up this time."
"I didn't sleep with Ace." I said, still crying with my face concealed from him.
"I know you didn't." He whispered.
"How the fuck could you do this to me?" I cried more.
"I am so sorry. Jessika, if I could take it back I would. Someone put this insane idea in my head, and you know how I lose my temper. That, plus drinking. I love you, you have to believe me. You mean the world to me, and I hope you'll forgive me Jess." All I could do was replay last night in my head over and over and remember how scared I was. I've never been so scared. Ever! He climbed off the bed and left the room. I have no idea what I should do. I love Eyeball so much. But how could I ever trust him again.
A minute later I made a decision. I walked into the kitchen, where Eyeball sat at the table with his head in his hands and I could've sworn I saw his eyes tearing. He stood up quickly as I entered.
"Eyeball, I love you. But if you ever touch me again, your ass is grass." I smiled, knowingly using Charlie's phrases.
"Oh Jessie babe. Thank you so much Jessie. It will never happen again, I promise. I'm so sorry." He got on his knees and hugged my waist, his head against my stomach.
"You were crying, weren't you." I said without a smile.
"I was hysterical. And if you tell anyone."
"You'll what?"
"I will. I will. Shut up. Just don't say anything. I've got a rep to protect."
"Eyeball stand up." He did as I told, and looked straight into my eyes. "I love you." I said and kissed him.
"I love you more."
"I highly doubt that."
"You know. I'm not suppose to pick up Melanie in hours." He said smiling and I kissed him passionately.
"The toast is burning." I said.
"What?" I pointed behind him at the toaster. "Oh shit!" He said as the toaster revealed yellow flames, with smoke at the top. I saw eyeball tried to fight it off with a fork, and then he finally unplugged it. I watched him laughing. He leaned back on the counter and laughed as well. "I can't make toast." He said laughing more.
"That's okay, I love you anyway."
"Really?"
"Well, I guess I'd have to think about it. I mean, a man who can't make toast. I don't know." He laughed again.
"Come over here."
"Not uh, you've got to catch me."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah." I said running into the bedroom, Eyeball chasing after me. I laid on the bed and Eyeball joined me. He moved my hair away from my black eye. I guess he still couldn't believe what he did. He moved his fingers softly around it. Eyeball kissed it lightly, kept his fingers moving. We stayed like that for at least two and a half-hours. We've never done that before. Everything was always sex and booze and smokes with him. I guess he was growing responsible.