Portman's POV
Maybe it was something I said, or didn't say, or something I did, or didn't do. Whatever it was Fulton didn't seem to happy to see me. You'd think he'd be excited to spend time with me and all, but I guess not. Huh I guess I was a bad boyfriend at the time and I couldn't even use the excuse I was new to that ball game because I wasn't.
"Hey Fult, is there something wrong?" I cocked my head to the side and studied his face
"Nah, I'm fine don't worry about." Yeah real convincing Reed, I almost bought that.
"Are you sure?"
"For God's sake yes, I'm fucking fine!" Okay well that came out harsh, I hoped he didn't mean it like that
"Oh okay. Hey I wrote you another poem while I was on the train." I pulled a piece of paper from my pocket and I swear I saw him shutter
I never knew something was missing
Until you came into my world
Then I knew I couldn't be complete
Without your love as beautiful as pearl
Then you said you loved me
Now I am whole
I pledge to you my heart
My life, my love my soul
Boy you have filled a void
I didn't realize was there
I only hope I make you feel
The same way you have me
I'll be here right by your side
From now until eternity
Is it sad that no matter what was going on in my life Fulton could bring out the sap in me? He didn't however seem to impressed in my heartfelt work.
"That was nice Dean, thank you." The lack of enthusiasm in his tone was going very little for making me feel better
"It's how I really feel. You know I love you right?" I reached over and squeezed his knee
"Yeah, of course I do. Music now." He leaned over and pushed the cassette into the player, cranking Rob Zombie through the speakers.
By Demon Speeding I was really annoyed with the whole not talking to me thing and usually when I get annoyed stuff tends to get broken. That tape was going to be it. I slammed the eject button in causing the cassette to come flying out into my hands. The same hands that in turned snapped the damn audio tape and flung it out the window while going fifty down the highway.
"Okay Portman that was uncalled for." Fulton snapped turning his eyes away from the road to glare at me. He was so cute when he was mad
"Stop ignoring me then." I declared with a smile
"I'm not ignoring."
"Then talk to me!" I bounced in my seat like and angry child
"There's nothing to talk about."
"I'm gonna get frost bite over here. Damn it Reed what is you're problem?"
"Us! We're my problem ok. Is that what you wanted to here? That this relationship is bringing me down. God Dean, I love you so much but this isn't working. It's not satisfying in the slightest bit. Things were easier when we were just best friends. At least them we weren't going out of our way to see one another twice a month."
"So you wanna break up again?" My heart was thumping in my chest so hard I'm surprised he couldn't see the palpitations
"Yes, no, I dunno. All I know is I don't wanna talk about this right now."
"Well we have to talk Fulton, how are we gonna fix things if we don't talk?"
"I don't think they can be fixed Dean."
That was it, end of discussion, he closed the book. All there was for me to do was sit silently in the Bronco and wait until we reached his apartment. It was a dump, but I loved it there. It was the place that we made love for the second time and that night it was less contained then the first (which had been under a slide at a local play ground). It had been wonderful, I loved being loved by him. I loved the way he touched my body, but always the way he touched my heart. I loved the way he looked dressed from head to toe in his hockey gear, loved the way he looked dressed in nothing at all. Cherished the way he smiled at me when he knew I had caught him staring at me and the way he smiled when he didn't know I had. He was everything to me and I was about to give up that easily. We'd made it through all of the other obstacles in our relationship and I wasn't about to lie down and die then either.
Maybe it was something I said, or didn't say, or something I did, or didn't do. Whatever it was Fulton didn't seem to happy to see me. You'd think he'd be excited to spend time with me and all, but I guess not. Huh I guess I was a bad boyfriend at the time and I couldn't even use the excuse I was new to that ball game because I wasn't.
"Hey Fult, is there something wrong?" I cocked my head to the side and studied his face
"Nah, I'm fine don't worry about." Yeah real convincing Reed, I almost bought that.
"Are you sure?"
"For God's sake yes, I'm fucking fine!" Okay well that came out harsh, I hoped he didn't mean it like that
"Oh okay. Hey I wrote you another poem while I was on the train." I pulled a piece of paper from my pocket and I swear I saw him shutter
I never knew something was missing
Until you came into my world
Then I knew I couldn't be complete
Without your love as beautiful as pearl
Then you said you loved me
Now I am whole
I pledge to you my heart
My life, my love my soul
Boy you have filled a void
I didn't realize was there
I only hope I make you feel
The same way you have me
I'll be here right by your side
From now until eternity
Is it sad that no matter what was going on in my life Fulton could bring out the sap in me? He didn't however seem to impressed in my heartfelt work.
"That was nice Dean, thank you." The lack of enthusiasm in his tone was going very little for making me feel better
"It's how I really feel. You know I love you right?" I reached over and squeezed his knee
"Yeah, of course I do. Music now." He leaned over and pushed the cassette into the player, cranking Rob Zombie through the speakers.
By Demon Speeding I was really annoyed with the whole not talking to me thing and usually when I get annoyed stuff tends to get broken. That tape was going to be it. I slammed the eject button in causing the cassette to come flying out into my hands. The same hands that in turned snapped the damn audio tape and flung it out the window while going fifty down the highway.
"Okay Portman that was uncalled for." Fulton snapped turning his eyes away from the road to glare at me. He was so cute when he was mad
"Stop ignoring me then." I declared with a smile
"I'm not ignoring."
"Then talk to me!" I bounced in my seat like and angry child
"There's nothing to talk about."
"I'm gonna get frost bite over here. Damn it Reed what is you're problem?"
"Us! We're my problem ok. Is that what you wanted to here? That this relationship is bringing me down. God Dean, I love you so much but this isn't working. It's not satisfying in the slightest bit. Things were easier when we were just best friends. At least them we weren't going out of our way to see one another twice a month."
"So you wanna break up again?" My heart was thumping in my chest so hard I'm surprised he couldn't see the palpitations
"Yes, no, I dunno. All I know is I don't wanna talk about this right now."
"Well we have to talk Fulton, how are we gonna fix things if we don't talk?"
"I don't think they can be fixed Dean."
That was it, end of discussion, he closed the book. All there was for me to do was sit silently in the Bronco and wait until we reached his apartment. It was a dump, but I loved it there. It was the place that we made love for the second time and that night it was less contained then the first (which had been under a slide at a local play ground). It had been wonderful, I loved being loved by him. I loved the way he touched my body, but always the way he touched my heart. I loved the way he looked dressed from head to toe in his hockey gear, loved the way he looked dressed in nothing at all. Cherished the way he smiled at me when he knew I had caught him staring at me and the way he smiled when he didn't know I had. He was everything to me and I was about to give up that easily. We'd made it through all of the other obstacles in our relationship and I wasn't about to lie down and die then either.