I woke up, exhausted again. I can't believe I came 3 times last night. That
was wild. I went into the bathroom and took a piss. That lasted a good ten
minutes. I walked out of the bathroom and looked at the clock on the wall.
10:30. I woke up early today. I might even be able to catch the morning
cartoons.
I went into the kitchen and got some cereal. I walked over to the living room and sat down on the couch. I watched cartoons until about 12. That's about when Goten came in.
"Sorry I'm late. I had to run to my shop. An ink cartridge blew up. Ink everywhere!" he started to explain. "I had to buy new cartridges and then I had to clean it up and its just been really hectic."
He put down a plastic bag of stuff. I don't know it was. Probably something from his work. That's all he cares about now. His work. Where do I come in? I'm important. Why doesn't he ever think about me?
He walked over to the couch, "what are you watching." I knew he was going to sit on the couch so I lay down over it. He stared at me. "Move your legs." he said sternly. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked when I didn't reply. "Fine, I don't know why your mad but I'll just leave you alone.
I stood up, "I'm mad because I go out, find you a nice lady using my best moves and all you do is put her to sleep. You must be the most boring person in the world. I mean, she wanted sex and she still fell asleep."
He didn't reply just went in his room.
I had to get out. I got in the shower, put on some clean clothes and walked out the door. I actually walked this time. I walked and walked and walked. I just kept on thinking about last night. Why wouldn't he take the opportunity. Wait. He said he like someone else. He's probably saving himself for her. I'll never pressure him again.
I walked back to the apartment. I opened and closed the door. I didn't slam it. I wanted him to know I was ok. I walked to his room. I heard he was crying. Crying over what? I walked in.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"You know that person I told you I liked?" he asked through sobs. "I think he's mad at me. I think he hates me."
"Oh that's ok. She doesn't hate you. I'm sure. Just give her time and she'll come around." I said.
"Ok. Are you mad at me?" he asked.
This must be really hard. His best friend and the love of his life being mad at him at the same time. No wonder he was a crying reek.
"No, I'm not mad at you. I realized that you didn't want to hurt the one you love." I said, "and I also realized that I hurt you. And I love you."
He smiled wide. "I love you, too." He said and hugged me around my stomach.
We lay there for a minute. He must have been exhausted from the crying because he fell asleep.
I walked out and got some milk. I drank it and went to the T.V. It was only 5:30 in the afternoon but I feel asleep anyways.
I woke up the next day. I wondered if Goten had slept the whole day too. I walked into his room. He lay there, looking dead.
"Holy, shit." I said and rushed over to him. I felt his forehead. It was burning. "Your sick. Your not going anywhere."
"But my shop." he croaked.
"I'll handle it." I said.
I took off towards his shop. The moment I walked inside I realized what huge mistake I made. I looked around at all the computers, bleeping and fax machines spewing out paper. I had no idea how to do this job. I had no idea what this job was.
I was in deep shit if I ruined this company. What to do? What to do?
I went into the kitchen and got some cereal. I walked over to the living room and sat down on the couch. I watched cartoons until about 12. That's about when Goten came in.
"Sorry I'm late. I had to run to my shop. An ink cartridge blew up. Ink everywhere!" he started to explain. "I had to buy new cartridges and then I had to clean it up and its just been really hectic."
He put down a plastic bag of stuff. I don't know it was. Probably something from his work. That's all he cares about now. His work. Where do I come in? I'm important. Why doesn't he ever think about me?
He walked over to the couch, "what are you watching." I knew he was going to sit on the couch so I lay down over it. He stared at me. "Move your legs." he said sternly. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked when I didn't reply. "Fine, I don't know why your mad but I'll just leave you alone.
I stood up, "I'm mad because I go out, find you a nice lady using my best moves and all you do is put her to sleep. You must be the most boring person in the world. I mean, she wanted sex and she still fell asleep."
He didn't reply just went in his room.
I had to get out. I got in the shower, put on some clean clothes and walked out the door. I actually walked this time. I walked and walked and walked. I just kept on thinking about last night. Why wouldn't he take the opportunity. Wait. He said he like someone else. He's probably saving himself for her. I'll never pressure him again.
I walked back to the apartment. I opened and closed the door. I didn't slam it. I wanted him to know I was ok. I walked to his room. I heard he was crying. Crying over what? I walked in.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"You know that person I told you I liked?" he asked through sobs. "I think he's mad at me. I think he hates me."
"Oh that's ok. She doesn't hate you. I'm sure. Just give her time and she'll come around." I said.
"Ok. Are you mad at me?" he asked.
This must be really hard. His best friend and the love of his life being mad at him at the same time. No wonder he was a crying reek.
"No, I'm not mad at you. I realized that you didn't want to hurt the one you love." I said, "and I also realized that I hurt you. And I love you."
He smiled wide. "I love you, too." He said and hugged me around my stomach.
We lay there for a minute. He must have been exhausted from the crying because he fell asleep.
I walked out and got some milk. I drank it and went to the T.V. It was only 5:30 in the afternoon but I feel asleep anyways.
I woke up the next day. I wondered if Goten had slept the whole day too. I walked into his room. He lay there, looking dead.
"Holy, shit." I said and rushed over to him. I felt his forehead. It was burning. "Your sick. Your not going anywhere."
"But my shop." he croaked.
"I'll handle it." I said.
I took off towards his shop. The moment I walked inside I realized what huge mistake I made. I looked around at all the computers, bleeping and fax machines spewing out paper. I had no idea how to do this job. I had no idea what this job was.
I was in deep shit if I ruined this company. What to do? What to do?