Chapter 6 -
Thoughts gone astray...
Danielle stood outside of the cafe, looking in the window at the new arrival to Harmony, Christine. She had noticed that Fox spent an awful lot of time with someone who wasn't right for him. Plus, she was a little to...homely for him. She laughed at herself for thinking such a thing about Beth's cousin. She was meant to be with Fox, and anyone else who had gotten in the way before had been dealt with, wasn't that hard. Fox never kept girls around long enough to get attached, and she just had to keep her eyes on them, just in case. So far, no problems.
She hid behind a tree when Christine could have seen her. Then she muttered to herself, "Don't touch him, or you will pay. I will do anything to make sure Fox is with me, and not anyone, even if you are my best friends cousin. She would understand."
She had been in a daze all week with memories of her dance with Fox. She couldn't get him off her mind, as much as she tried. And it didn't help that he came in every day asking for the same coffee. So, she usually had it ready by the time he was to get there. He would try to initiate small talk, but she ended up to flustered to finish the converstations. A knot forming in her stomach everytime he came in.
About 2 weeks after the Crane party she was cleaning the tables gettting ready to close up when Fox came in minutes before she was about ready to lock the doors.
Christine's face turned red as he sauntered in and smiled at her. "Hey, isn't it a little late for your coffee?"
He laughed, "Do you always assume people are coming in here for coffee?"
"Well, it is a cafe....oh, do you want a muffin?" she shot back at him. She was about ready to ask him to leave so she could lock up, when he grabbed her arm. She stared at him, without saying a word. The look on his face didn't give away what he wanted to say. She assumed it would be something he thought was funny, and then she would just get mad at him. The look on his face started to make her a little uncomfortable, so she decided to break the silence. "What are you looking at?"
Without breaking the serious look on his face, he replied, "You."
"Alright, but why?"
He placed his hand on the side of her face, "You have so much pain in your face, even when you smile."
Christine laughed nervously, "What, and now your going to say that the pain even hurts your face or something?"
He shook his head, "No, you are beautiful, but you look unhappy."
She shook away from him and turned her back to him. "I don't know what you are talking about. I am fine. Couldn't be better."
He stood directly behind her, the full length of his body on her back now. Then he whispered in her ear, "You can trust me, tell me what's wrong."
She sighed, "I can't tell anyone here, you wouldn't understand. Plus, I don't know you that well."
He turned her back around. "I have tried to get to know you, and all you do is push me away, or change the subject and talk about me. I am sick of it. I try and try to delve deeper into YOU, but you won't let me!"
Her face turned red by now, and she was about ready to yell back when her thoughts strayed....
"I DON'T WANT YOU TO LOVE ME. YOU AND I AREN'T RIGHT FOR EACHOTHER." SHE SAID TO THE MAN SITTING ACROSS FROM HER. HIS NAME WAS JAMES, AND SHE HAD BEEN 'DATING' HIM FOR A COUPLE OF MONTHS. THEY WERE A LOT DIFFERENT, WHILE SHE WORE BLACK, HE WOULD WEAR WHITE. HE WOULD BE HAPPY, SHE DEPRESSED. THE LIST COULD GO ON. BUT FOR SOME REASON, HE HAD FALLEN FOR HER. BUT HE WAS TOO GOODY GOODY FOR HER. NOT WHAT SHE WANTED.
HIS FACE FELL, "YOU TELL ME THIS NOW! AFTER ALL WE WENT THROUGH? I ACCEPTED YOU FOR WHO YOU WERE. I TOOK RIDICULE FROM MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS TO BE WITH YOU! AND NOW YOU DUMP ME LIKE THIS BECAUSE YOU DON'T THINK WE ARE "right for eachother"?"
CHRISTINE NODDED AND PUT HER CIGARETTE OUT. "SWEETY, YOU SHOULD BE WITH A NICE VIRGIN GIRL. NOT ME."
HE STOOD UP AND THREW MONEY DOWN FOR THE TAB. "YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS? HUH?"
CHRISTINE FELT UNCOMFORTABLE FOR A MOMENT BUT IT PASSED AS SHE SAW THE FRIGHTENED LOOK ON HIS FACE. "NO, I DON'T. I KNOW HOW TO HAVE FUN, AND AM NOT CONSTANTLY UPTIGHT LIKE YOU."
HE LAUGHED, "YOU ARE SOME PIECE OF WORK. YOU HAVE NO JOB, LIVE WITH MOMMY, AND NO ASPIRATIONS. AND WHEN SOMEONE LIKE ME COMES ALONG, WILLING TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ALL OF IT, YOU RUN AWAY, SCARED. "
"FOR YOUR INFO BUDDY, I AM NOT RUNNING AWAY. JUST SICK OF YOU!"
"NO, I DON'T BELIEVE THAT. YOU ARE AFRAID, AFRAID OF WHAT YOU MAY ASK? AFRAID OF OPENING UP AND SHARING YOUR FEELINGS WITH PEOPLE BECAUSE IF YOU DID, THEN SOMEONE MIGHT CARE FOR YOU! COMFORT YOU, AND DEAL WITH YOUR PROBLEMS."
WITH THAT, HE LEFT, AND CHRISTINE CONNED ANOTHER BEER OUT OF THE WAITER, AND BRUSHED THE THOUGHT OF JAMES AWAY.
She realized she was crying when she snapped out of her thoughts, she wanted to run away and hide. But knew that he would stop her. "I don't open up for anyone."
He got a frustrated look on his face. "Why?!"
"I was told once that if I opened up, then my problems would have to be dealt with."
"What is wrong with that? I want to know all about them. I feel like we have a connection." he pleaded with her.
Tears ran down her face, she grabbed his hand. "I would never deserve someone like you in my life. I have done bad things, so I don't deserve it. I...I...."
He couldn't believe she had just said she didn't deserve someone like him, he was far from perfect and she knew that. What could she have done to be worse than that.
"I need to go." she said and then turned. "Please leave."
He was still in shock, so instead of arguing, he nodded and left without a word.
Danielle watched Fox storm from the Cafe, so she ran to catch up with him, all along thinking about how angry he seemed with Christine. "FOX, WAIT UP!"
Fox stopped and turned around. Anger in his face. "What?!"
She was kind of taken aback by the harshness, but she remained calm. "Wanna talk about it?"
"Talk about what?"
"About why you're angry, it's obvious." She said grabbing his arm to pull him closer.
He pulled away, "No, it's none of your business. Just....I'll call you later."
He walked away with her feeling like a wounded puppy.
Thoughts gone astray...
Danielle stood outside of the cafe, looking in the window at the new arrival to Harmony, Christine. She had noticed that Fox spent an awful lot of time with someone who wasn't right for him. Plus, she was a little to...homely for him. She laughed at herself for thinking such a thing about Beth's cousin. She was meant to be with Fox, and anyone else who had gotten in the way before had been dealt with, wasn't that hard. Fox never kept girls around long enough to get attached, and she just had to keep her eyes on them, just in case. So far, no problems.
She hid behind a tree when Christine could have seen her. Then she muttered to herself, "Don't touch him, or you will pay. I will do anything to make sure Fox is with me, and not anyone, even if you are my best friends cousin. She would understand."
She had been in a daze all week with memories of her dance with Fox. She couldn't get him off her mind, as much as she tried. And it didn't help that he came in every day asking for the same coffee. So, she usually had it ready by the time he was to get there. He would try to initiate small talk, but she ended up to flustered to finish the converstations. A knot forming in her stomach everytime he came in.
About 2 weeks after the Crane party she was cleaning the tables gettting ready to close up when Fox came in minutes before she was about ready to lock the doors.
Christine's face turned red as he sauntered in and smiled at her. "Hey, isn't it a little late for your coffee?"
He laughed, "Do you always assume people are coming in here for coffee?"
"Well, it is a cafe....oh, do you want a muffin?" she shot back at him. She was about ready to ask him to leave so she could lock up, when he grabbed her arm. She stared at him, without saying a word. The look on his face didn't give away what he wanted to say. She assumed it would be something he thought was funny, and then she would just get mad at him. The look on his face started to make her a little uncomfortable, so she decided to break the silence. "What are you looking at?"
Without breaking the serious look on his face, he replied, "You."
"Alright, but why?"
He placed his hand on the side of her face, "You have so much pain in your face, even when you smile."
Christine laughed nervously, "What, and now your going to say that the pain even hurts your face or something?"
He shook his head, "No, you are beautiful, but you look unhappy."
She shook away from him and turned her back to him. "I don't know what you are talking about. I am fine. Couldn't be better."
He stood directly behind her, the full length of his body on her back now. Then he whispered in her ear, "You can trust me, tell me what's wrong."
She sighed, "I can't tell anyone here, you wouldn't understand. Plus, I don't know you that well."
He turned her back around. "I have tried to get to know you, and all you do is push me away, or change the subject and talk about me. I am sick of it. I try and try to delve deeper into YOU, but you won't let me!"
Her face turned red by now, and she was about ready to yell back when her thoughts strayed....
"I DON'T WANT YOU TO LOVE ME. YOU AND I AREN'T RIGHT FOR EACHOTHER." SHE SAID TO THE MAN SITTING ACROSS FROM HER. HIS NAME WAS JAMES, AND SHE HAD BEEN 'DATING' HIM FOR A COUPLE OF MONTHS. THEY WERE A LOT DIFFERENT, WHILE SHE WORE BLACK, HE WOULD WEAR WHITE. HE WOULD BE HAPPY, SHE DEPRESSED. THE LIST COULD GO ON. BUT FOR SOME REASON, HE HAD FALLEN FOR HER. BUT HE WAS TOO GOODY GOODY FOR HER. NOT WHAT SHE WANTED.
HIS FACE FELL, "YOU TELL ME THIS NOW! AFTER ALL WE WENT THROUGH? I ACCEPTED YOU FOR WHO YOU WERE. I TOOK RIDICULE FROM MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS TO BE WITH YOU! AND NOW YOU DUMP ME LIKE THIS BECAUSE YOU DON'T THINK WE ARE "right for eachother"?"
CHRISTINE NODDED AND PUT HER CIGARETTE OUT. "SWEETY, YOU SHOULD BE WITH A NICE VIRGIN GIRL. NOT ME."
HE STOOD UP AND THREW MONEY DOWN FOR THE TAB. "YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS? HUH?"
CHRISTINE FELT UNCOMFORTABLE FOR A MOMENT BUT IT PASSED AS SHE SAW THE FRIGHTENED LOOK ON HIS FACE. "NO, I DON'T. I KNOW HOW TO HAVE FUN, AND AM NOT CONSTANTLY UPTIGHT LIKE YOU."
HE LAUGHED, "YOU ARE SOME PIECE OF WORK. YOU HAVE NO JOB, LIVE WITH MOMMY, AND NO ASPIRATIONS. AND WHEN SOMEONE LIKE ME COMES ALONG, WILLING TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ALL OF IT, YOU RUN AWAY, SCARED. "
"FOR YOUR INFO BUDDY, I AM NOT RUNNING AWAY. JUST SICK OF YOU!"
"NO, I DON'T BELIEVE THAT. YOU ARE AFRAID, AFRAID OF WHAT YOU MAY ASK? AFRAID OF OPENING UP AND SHARING YOUR FEELINGS WITH PEOPLE BECAUSE IF YOU DID, THEN SOMEONE MIGHT CARE FOR YOU! COMFORT YOU, AND DEAL WITH YOUR PROBLEMS."
WITH THAT, HE LEFT, AND CHRISTINE CONNED ANOTHER BEER OUT OF THE WAITER, AND BRUSHED THE THOUGHT OF JAMES AWAY.
She realized she was crying when she snapped out of her thoughts, she wanted to run away and hide. But knew that he would stop her. "I don't open up for anyone."
He got a frustrated look on his face. "Why?!"
"I was told once that if I opened up, then my problems would have to be dealt with."
"What is wrong with that? I want to know all about them. I feel like we have a connection." he pleaded with her.
Tears ran down her face, she grabbed his hand. "I would never deserve someone like you in my life. I have done bad things, so I don't deserve it. I...I...."
He couldn't believe she had just said she didn't deserve someone like him, he was far from perfect and she knew that. What could she have done to be worse than that.
"I need to go." she said and then turned. "Please leave."
He was still in shock, so instead of arguing, he nodded and left without a word.
Danielle watched Fox storm from the Cafe, so she ran to catch up with him, all along thinking about how angry he seemed with Christine. "FOX, WAIT UP!"
Fox stopped and turned around. Anger in his face. "What?!"
She was kind of taken aback by the harshness, but she remained calm. "Wanna talk about it?"
"Talk about what?"
"About why you're angry, it's obvious." She said grabbing his arm to pull him closer.
He pulled away, "No, it's none of your business. Just....I'll call you later."
He walked away with her feeling like a wounded puppy.