Author's Notes: Thank you all for reviewing I really enjoy reading
them. Keep the nagging up too it does get me writing :) I think
this chapter turned out really well and hope you will like it too!
Enjoy:)
The Why
"I'm not drunk, Val," Tyler assured his girlfriend as they
walked to his car in the early predawn hours of Saturday May 6th,
2002.
"How many beers did you have?" She asked and turned
around to face her stumbling drunk boyfriend of over a year. Not
stopping her pace as they headed to Albert, Tyler's pride and joy.
"How do you know I was even drinking? You were kissing that
guy most of the time," Tyler slurred as they reached Albert and
he took his keys out of his pocket.
"Tyler, the only guy I was kissing was you," Val stated with a
sigh and then held out her hand for the keys.
When they had first started dating she had hated the fact
that he drank and had almost broken up with him over it. But
then Megan Kessler, her best friend from cheerleading, had
convinced her that drinking occasionally wasn't all that big of a
deal and that she shouldn't break up with a great guy like Tyler
just because of a little problem like that. Of course, Val always
made sure she was the one driving.
"How do I know that you weren't drinking?" He questioned
holding the keys from her at a distance.
"I'm on shift tonight," She rationalized and opened up her tan
jacket to show her the beeper. The excuse seemed reasonable
and he handed his keys to her.
Val unlocked the car door and they both climbed into to the
unbelievably cramped car. She automatically went into her pre-
driving mode, seat adjustment, followed by fastening seat belt,
followed by adjustment of the mirrors and finished with insertion
of the key into the ignition. She looked over at Tyler just as she
was about to unlock the parking brake, his warp core blue eyes
were staring at her, but she could tell he wasn't looking at her.
She let her eyes lock with his for a brief second before reaching
over him to fasten his seat belt.
"Hi," He told her suddenly as she had her body over his in
attempt to grab a hold of his seat belt. She felt a smile spread
involuntarily across her face. He had that affect over her
sometimes.
Before Val had a chance to pull the belt back Tyler's lips
were locked with hers. She had to fight to pull herself out of the
kiss. As much as she wanted it and as much as it felt right, she
knew it wasn't right. He was drunk, maybe even a little high.
They were in a cramped car. There were a bunch of drunk jocks
no more than 20 feet from where the car was parked. So she
gently pulled herself away from his lips and his eyes and fastened
his seatbelt.
Not allowing herself to look in his direction she put her foot
on the brake, pulled out the parking brake, put the car in drive
and pulled out. All the while praying that she wouldn't get a call
before she got Tyler home.
She choose to take the back route home from out in the
country where the party had been held, over the interstate
because she needed a distraction out her window. Something to
get her mind off of Tyler.
However, the dark landscape did little to set her mind at
ease. She liked Tyler, she really did. He could still make her
feel the same way he did when they first kissed over a year ago
and he was still incredibly sweet. She knew she wouldn't have
passed pre-calculus that year without his help and encouragement,
but still.
She hated his way of relieving stress. His partying. She
knew that he was under a lot of stress, she was too, but she
didn't use it as an excuse to totally abuse her body. At least not
in the way he did. She liked a large bowl of vanilla ice cream
oozing with chocolate syrup. That was the way to get to rid of
stress. The only painful side effect was brain freeze and it didn't
last long.
She turned left onto to Fairmont Road. Raindrops started to
lightly pound on the windshield. Val turned on the window wipers.
"April showers bring May flowers," Tyler slurred sleepily from
the passenger seat.
"It's May, Tyler," She reminded him keeping her eyes on the
road.
"But how can May showers bring April flowers?" Tyler
inquired, as Val gripped the steering wheel, "You need to lighten
up, Val. Things don't always have to go by the rules," She felt his
hot sweet breath on her neck and knew what would come next.
She hated it when he got like that. It scared her.
She felt her body tense up as he started kissing her neck and
the rain began to sound like rocks bouncing off the windshield.
"Not now," She told Tyler on the verge of hysteria. She
hated the drinking, "I'm trying to drive," He didn't let up neither
did the rain. She hated the way alcohol and pot made him act,
"Please!" Now she was hysterical as Tyler whispered about April,
May and showers in her ear. She hated herself for not leaving
him or giving him an ultimatum, like Caitie Roth, her real best
friend would have done.
"Lighten up, Val," Tyler whispered in her ear.
Val gave in.
She began to lose control of the wheel as she kissed Tyler
passionately back. She knew what she was doing. She just hoped
that losing her would make Tyler sober. It was the only hope she
had left.
them. Keep the nagging up too it does get me writing :) I think
this chapter turned out really well and hope you will like it too!
Enjoy:)
The Why
"I'm not drunk, Val," Tyler assured his girlfriend as they
walked to his car in the early predawn hours of Saturday May 6th,
2002.
"How many beers did you have?" She asked and turned
around to face her stumbling drunk boyfriend of over a year. Not
stopping her pace as they headed to Albert, Tyler's pride and joy.
"How do you know I was even drinking? You were kissing that
guy most of the time," Tyler slurred as they reached Albert and
he took his keys out of his pocket.
"Tyler, the only guy I was kissing was you," Val stated with a
sigh and then held out her hand for the keys.
When they had first started dating she had hated the fact
that he drank and had almost broken up with him over it. But
then Megan Kessler, her best friend from cheerleading, had
convinced her that drinking occasionally wasn't all that big of a
deal and that she shouldn't break up with a great guy like Tyler
just because of a little problem like that. Of course, Val always
made sure she was the one driving.
"How do I know that you weren't drinking?" He questioned
holding the keys from her at a distance.
"I'm on shift tonight," She rationalized and opened up her tan
jacket to show her the beeper. The excuse seemed reasonable
and he handed his keys to her.
Val unlocked the car door and they both climbed into to the
unbelievably cramped car. She automatically went into her pre-
driving mode, seat adjustment, followed by fastening seat belt,
followed by adjustment of the mirrors and finished with insertion
of the key into the ignition. She looked over at Tyler just as she
was about to unlock the parking brake, his warp core blue eyes
were staring at her, but she could tell he wasn't looking at her.
She let her eyes lock with his for a brief second before reaching
over him to fasten his seat belt.
"Hi," He told her suddenly as she had her body over his in
attempt to grab a hold of his seat belt. She felt a smile spread
involuntarily across her face. He had that affect over her
sometimes.
Before Val had a chance to pull the belt back Tyler's lips
were locked with hers. She had to fight to pull herself out of the
kiss. As much as she wanted it and as much as it felt right, she
knew it wasn't right. He was drunk, maybe even a little high.
They were in a cramped car. There were a bunch of drunk jocks
no more than 20 feet from where the car was parked. So she
gently pulled herself away from his lips and his eyes and fastened
his seatbelt.
Not allowing herself to look in his direction she put her foot
on the brake, pulled out the parking brake, put the car in drive
and pulled out. All the while praying that she wouldn't get a call
before she got Tyler home.
She choose to take the back route home from out in the
country where the party had been held, over the interstate
because she needed a distraction out her window. Something to
get her mind off of Tyler.
However, the dark landscape did little to set her mind at
ease. She liked Tyler, she really did. He could still make her
feel the same way he did when they first kissed over a year ago
and he was still incredibly sweet. She knew she wouldn't have
passed pre-calculus that year without his help and encouragement,
but still.
She hated his way of relieving stress. His partying. She
knew that he was under a lot of stress, she was too, but she
didn't use it as an excuse to totally abuse her body. At least not
in the way he did. She liked a large bowl of vanilla ice cream
oozing with chocolate syrup. That was the way to get to rid of
stress. The only painful side effect was brain freeze and it didn't
last long.
She turned left onto to Fairmont Road. Raindrops started to
lightly pound on the windshield. Val turned on the window wipers.
"April showers bring May flowers," Tyler slurred sleepily from
the passenger seat.
"It's May, Tyler," She reminded him keeping her eyes on the
road.
"But how can May showers bring April flowers?" Tyler
inquired, as Val gripped the steering wheel, "You need to lighten
up, Val. Things don't always have to go by the rules," She felt his
hot sweet breath on her neck and knew what would come next.
She hated it when he got like that. It scared her.
She felt her body tense up as he started kissing her neck and
the rain began to sound like rocks bouncing off the windshield.
"Not now," She told Tyler on the verge of hysteria. She
hated the drinking, "I'm trying to drive," He didn't let up neither
did the rain. She hated the way alcohol and pot made him act,
"Please!" Now she was hysterical as Tyler whispered about April,
May and showers in her ear. She hated herself for not leaving
him or giving him an ultimatum, like Caitie Roth, her real best
friend would have done.
"Lighten up, Val," Tyler whispered in her ear.
Val gave in.
She began to lose control of the wheel as she kissed Tyler
passionately back. She knew what she was doing. She just hoped
that losing her would make Tyler sober. It was the only hope she
had left.