A/N: Hey guys, I know this sequel is pointless and boring and dramatic, but
all good things must come to an end at some point. ::Smiles:: As you can
probably tell, our story will be ending shortly. Thanks to everyone who's
been reading it. I salute you! ::Salutes everyone::
Chapter 19:
Eyeball was out of the house within a week, and I really missed him. Melanie asked about him, and I had to tell her that things weren't working out and that we were getting a divorce. I explained everything and almost started to cry again, but I didn't want Mel to get upset, so I didn't.
I was meeting today, to tell Gordie everything. The one person I wanted to keep my life from, was going to hear all about it, and disown me, but he had to know.
"Hey." I said, opening the front door to see him.
"Where are the kids?" He asked, looking around.
"They're both down for a nap. Listen Gordie." I started as we both sat on the couch. "There's some stuff I have to tell you."
"Chris told me." He said, and I was a little taken aback.
"What?"
"Chris told me everything. About Eyeball hitting you," He paused and swallowed hard. "About Ace. About Vince."
"Oh." I looked down. "I bet you think I'm pretty low huh?"
"Why would I think that?"
"Um, what did Chris tell you?" I asked, figuring Chris had lied.
"Relax. He told me all the bad stuff. I'm not disappointed in you if that's what you're thinking. Jess, I love you, you're part of my family, and I could never think bad of you. You should've realized that when you married Eyeball." He said with a smile, and I laughed.
"Eyeball and I are getting a divorce." I said, plainly.
"Really? Oh damn," He snapped his fingers. Then he became serious. "Because he hits you?" He asked.
"No." I said in a light, sort of happy voice. "His girlfriend's pregnant." I said, as if it didn't affect me.
"Oh."
"Don't worry about it. Shit happens." I said shrugging it off.
I was so glad Chris told Gordie so I didn't have to. The minute Gordie left the house, I called Chris over, right away. He stood, knocking on the screen door in the front.
"Chris!" I yelled, swung open the door, and gave him a hug. "Thank you so much!"
"Um, you're welcome?" He asked, confused.
"Thank you for telling Gordie so I didn't have to." I said letting go, and inviting him in.
"Oh well, I figured it'd be easier on you."
"It was. Chris, you've been the best friend, anyone could ever ask for." I hugged him again, and gave him a kiss.
We sat down on the couch and I told him what happened with Eyeball.
"A divorce?" He said strangely.
"Yeah, and I'm fine. We decided on it together, with absolutely no friction."
"Really? That's weird."
"Yeah."
"So what about Vince?"
"I have no idea what I'm doing with him, but I should talk to him soon.."
Chris, the awesome friend that he is, offered to take both kids tonight, so I could have time to think and talk to Vince. I showed up at Vince's door at eight-o clock. He opened the door, to see me standing there and sourly invited me in.
"Vince." I said, playing with my fingers.
"What do you want?" He asked harshly.
"I'm. I'm sorry.." I said helplessly. "I shouldn't have said it was a mistake to be with you. It wasn't. Vince, I think I'm falling in love with you.."
"Well, fall out." He said, and I can't blame him for saying that. His back was turned to me and I moved in front of him.
"I want to be with you, Vince." I said and kissed him lightly, but he pulled away.
"What about Eyeball?" He said glaring down at me.
"He's history. We're getting a divorce." He sat back on the dinning room table.
"How come?" He asked in a low voice, trying not to sound curious. I heaved an un-loaded sigh.
"Because he got Cherry pregnant, and we both decided that we weren't right for each other anymore."
"You tell him about the other night?" He asked, his arms folded across his chest.
"Yes and he was fine with it. Well, he was upset first, then when I got to talk to him he understood everything. Eyeball's a good guy, he just had it rough all his life and really doesn't know better."
"Yeah." Vince whispered, looking at the ground.
"But you do." I said, making eye contact. "And it took me almost seven years to realize it. Better late then never, right?"
"So what do you expect me to jump into your arms now?" He said, angrily.
"No, of course not, I just thought-"
"You just thought what? That you'd come for me and I'd come drooling back for you? Well sorry babe, it's not going to be like that."
"I'm sorry.." I whispered, and left.
Chapter 19:
Eyeball was out of the house within a week, and I really missed him. Melanie asked about him, and I had to tell her that things weren't working out and that we were getting a divorce. I explained everything and almost started to cry again, but I didn't want Mel to get upset, so I didn't.
I was meeting today, to tell Gordie everything. The one person I wanted to keep my life from, was going to hear all about it, and disown me, but he had to know.
"Hey." I said, opening the front door to see him.
"Where are the kids?" He asked, looking around.
"They're both down for a nap. Listen Gordie." I started as we both sat on the couch. "There's some stuff I have to tell you."
"Chris told me." He said, and I was a little taken aback.
"What?"
"Chris told me everything. About Eyeball hitting you," He paused and swallowed hard. "About Ace. About Vince."
"Oh." I looked down. "I bet you think I'm pretty low huh?"
"Why would I think that?"
"Um, what did Chris tell you?" I asked, figuring Chris had lied.
"Relax. He told me all the bad stuff. I'm not disappointed in you if that's what you're thinking. Jess, I love you, you're part of my family, and I could never think bad of you. You should've realized that when you married Eyeball." He said with a smile, and I laughed.
"Eyeball and I are getting a divorce." I said, plainly.
"Really? Oh damn," He snapped his fingers. Then he became serious. "Because he hits you?" He asked.
"No." I said in a light, sort of happy voice. "His girlfriend's pregnant." I said, as if it didn't affect me.
"Oh."
"Don't worry about it. Shit happens." I said shrugging it off.
I was so glad Chris told Gordie so I didn't have to. The minute Gordie left the house, I called Chris over, right away. He stood, knocking on the screen door in the front.
"Chris!" I yelled, swung open the door, and gave him a hug. "Thank you so much!"
"Um, you're welcome?" He asked, confused.
"Thank you for telling Gordie so I didn't have to." I said letting go, and inviting him in.
"Oh well, I figured it'd be easier on you."
"It was. Chris, you've been the best friend, anyone could ever ask for." I hugged him again, and gave him a kiss.
We sat down on the couch and I told him what happened with Eyeball.
"A divorce?" He said strangely.
"Yeah, and I'm fine. We decided on it together, with absolutely no friction."
"Really? That's weird."
"Yeah."
"So what about Vince?"
"I have no idea what I'm doing with him, but I should talk to him soon.."
Chris, the awesome friend that he is, offered to take both kids tonight, so I could have time to think and talk to Vince. I showed up at Vince's door at eight-o clock. He opened the door, to see me standing there and sourly invited me in.
"Vince." I said, playing with my fingers.
"What do you want?" He asked harshly.
"I'm. I'm sorry.." I said helplessly. "I shouldn't have said it was a mistake to be with you. It wasn't. Vince, I think I'm falling in love with you.."
"Well, fall out." He said, and I can't blame him for saying that. His back was turned to me and I moved in front of him.
"I want to be with you, Vince." I said and kissed him lightly, but he pulled away.
"What about Eyeball?" He said glaring down at me.
"He's history. We're getting a divorce." He sat back on the dinning room table.
"How come?" He asked in a low voice, trying not to sound curious. I heaved an un-loaded sigh.
"Because he got Cherry pregnant, and we both decided that we weren't right for each other anymore."
"You tell him about the other night?" He asked, his arms folded across his chest.
"Yes and he was fine with it. Well, he was upset first, then when I got to talk to him he understood everything. Eyeball's a good guy, he just had it rough all his life and really doesn't know better."
"Yeah." Vince whispered, looking at the ground.
"But you do." I said, making eye contact. "And it took me almost seven years to realize it. Better late then never, right?"
"So what do you expect me to jump into your arms now?" He said, angrily.
"No, of course not, I just thought-"
"You just thought what? That you'd come for me and I'd come drooling back for you? Well sorry babe, it's not going to be like that."
"I'm sorry.." I whispered, and left.