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Notes: This chapter is an extended version of the "Hold Me Close" drabble.
Hold Me Close
by Zzilly14
A few weeks later, Randy woke up earlier than usual so he could actually get to the station on time. Ever since his breakup with Crystal, he had struggled to get out of bed to greet the day. Finally, he felt like he was moving on.
But a surprise greeted him when he opened the front door of his house. He saw Sharona sitting in tears on his steps, tissues in hand.
"Sharona?" he asked with concern as he walked towards her.
She looked up at him, wiping her face as best she could. "I would've knocked, but I didn't want to wake you up or something."
He sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"Guys. Why are all of them jerks? What is their problem?"
He sighed, trying to decide what to say. "Their problem is... they don't realize how special you are."
Sharona blushed with a smile before he continued.
"And it takes a special man to treat your... special needs. Drat, that came out wrong. I must be a typical jerk guy."
"You're not," she replied. "If you were, would I be here?"
"I... I guess not. May I ask what happened?"
She blew her nose before telling the story. "I've been going out with Warren for a little while now. We've been on a few dates, and he seemed really sweet. I thought 'hey, maybe I actually found Mr. Right.'
"But last night... he came over. And he told me I wasn't good enough for him. He told me..." She started to cry again, Randy touching her shoulder softly.
"What did he say?"
"He said... he had another girlfriend. And she was better than me because she'd actually sleep with him on the first date. And the second. And the third..." She sobbed uncontrollably.
Randy had the urge to hug her, but opted to pat her back instead. "He wasn't good enough for you, Sharona. Where does he live? I'll go beat him up if you'd like."
"You couldn't even hurt a fly, Randy," she giggled as she wiped her eyes.
"True... but I made you smile."
Sharona stared into his eyes. "Randy... you're a good and decent guy. Crystal was lucky to have you. If I were her, I wouldn't have let you go."
"And if I were Crystal, I wouldn't have gone out with me."
The curly-haired blonde began to laugh hysterically. "And why's that?"
"I don't know. I was just trying to make conversation. It didn't work out well."
"Randy?"
"Yes, Sharona?"
"I want to... to..." She paused before sighing, "know what time it is."
He glanced at his watch. "Whoa, time for me to be at the station! I'm going to be late!" He began to stand up with she pulled him back down.
"Wait a sec... thank you. You're a good friend. I know I can count on you."
"Any time, Sharona." He got off of the steps and walked towards his car, leaving the nurse sitting with a few wet tissues next to her, a soft smile appearing on her face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Notes: This chapter is an extended version of the "Hold Me Close" drabble.
by Zzilly14
A few weeks later, Randy woke up earlier than usual so he could actually get to the station on time. Ever since his breakup with Crystal, he had struggled to get out of bed to greet the day. Finally, he felt like he was moving on.
But a surprise greeted him when he opened the front door of his house. He saw Sharona sitting in tears on his steps, tissues in hand.
"Sharona?" he asked with concern as he walked towards her.
She looked up at him, wiping her face as best she could. "I would've knocked, but I didn't want to wake you up or something."
He sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"Guys. Why are all of them jerks? What is their problem?"
He sighed, trying to decide what to say. "Their problem is... they don't realize how special you are."
Sharona blushed with a smile before he continued.
"And it takes a special man to treat your... special needs. Drat, that came out wrong. I must be a typical jerk guy."
"You're not," she replied. "If you were, would I be here?"
"I... I guess not. May I ask what happened?"
She blew her nose before telling the story. "I've been going out with Warren for a little while now. We've been on a few dates, and he seemed really sweet. I thought 'hey, maybe I actually found Mr. Right.'
"But last night... he came over. And he told me I wasn't good enough for him. He told me..." She started to cry again, Randy touching her shoulder softly.
"What did he say?"
"He said... he had another girlfriend. And she was better than me because she'd actually sleep with him on the first date. And the second. And the third..." She sobbed uncontrollably.
Randy had the urge to hug her, but opted to pat her back instead. "He wasn't good enough for you, Sharona. Where does he live? I'll go beat him up if you'd like."
"You couldn't even hurt a fly, Randy," she giggled as she wiped her eyes.
"True... but I made you smile."
Sharona stared into his eyes. "Randy... you're a good and decent guy. Crystal was lucky to have you. If I were her, I wouldn't have let you go."
"And if I were Crystal, I wouldn't have gone out with me."
The curly-haired blonde began to laugh hysterically. "And why's that?"
"I don't know. I was just trying to make conversation. It didn't work out well."
"Randy?"
"Yes, Sharona?"
"I want to... to..." She paused before sighing, "know what time it is."
He glanced at his watch. "Whoa, time for me to be at the station! I'm going to be late!" He began to stand up with she pulled him back down.
"Wait a sec... thank you. You're a good friend. I know I can count on you."
"Any time, Sharona." He got off of the steps and walked towards his car, leaving the nurse sitting with a few wet tissues next to her, a soft smile appearing on her face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
