Ch2-The Reason
"Dude, I had to look at flowers all friggen day," Spinner said to Jimmy as they sat there at the crowded bar drinking their beers.
"And? I had to do that with Hazel," he replied.
"Me. Flowers. Anyone else miss that connection?" he asked looking around. Besides Jimmy, Craig Sean (who came because of Craig) and Marco were also there.
"I think it's sweet. I don't know why men can't like or look at flowers. I like them," Marco stated. Spinner just started at him and kept his mouth shut. Years ago when Marco came out, Spinner came down on him. He called him names and tried to avoid him even. But eventually Marco found him and confronted him. He called him a basher then walked away trying not to cry. Spinn bought it up to Craig later on that night and he agreed.
"Dude, just because he's gay doesn't mean that he's not Marco. He's still the same guy you were friends with."
"No, the guy I was friends with, liked girls."
"Get off it!! If you can't just be leave it alone, leave him alone!! You're supposed to be his friend, not his personal attacker." Spinner thought back to that while staring at him.
"Spin?" Marco's voice snapped him to attention.
"What?"
"Do I have something on me or something? Why are you staring at me?"
"Sorry. I guess I zoned out," he said apologetically.
"Yeah, Paige ran off on him last night," Sean said putting in his two cents. Spinner turned to give him an evil-death-glare while Craig turned towards his friend in surprise.
"What?! Spin, what's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing," he growled while still glowering at Sean. -Who the hell does he think he is? Telling everyone that my fiancé ran off. I'll call her cell later and she'll tell me what's up. Then I can give Sean what's good for him.-
"Paige? Oh my God is that you?" a vaguely familiar voice broke through Paige's thoughts. She cracked one eye open and leaned her head back down and found a girl with curly auburn hair standing in front of her. She was fairly tan, had bright blue eyes and a smile on. Paige felt a flicker of recognition through her, but for her life, couldn't remember who she was.
"Umm...hi," she said uncomfortably.
"It's me, Lisa!" the girl squealed.
"Oh my God!! Lisa Winthrop?" The girl nodded her head and Paige's jaw dropped. Lisa Winthrop had been her best-friend in Bardell for the few years she was there. Paige left to go back to Toronto and they tried to keep in touch through college, but it didn't work out. Still though, this couldn't be her Lisa. Her Lisa had frizzy red hair, glasses with brown eyes, braces and was slightly overweight. Nonetheless, she took Paige under her wing and to her surprise, Lisa was really fun and popular! She knew all the guys and talked to everyone. Apparently nothing had changed, because here she was, talking to her best-friend from 3 years ago.
"You look great!" Paige exclaimed.
"Thanks, you do too!! So are you visiting?"
"Umm...kinda. I'm taking a breather from my life right now," she tried to explain. Lisa gave her a questioning look, cocked her head and sat down next to Paige.
"What's goin on Paige?"
"Ok, well...remember Spinner?" Lisa nodded her head affirmatively and she continued. "Well, we're getting married. I mean we're engaged but don't have a date set yet. Well, well decided to go see Manny, she became a wedding a planner. I mean we started planning it all out and...I don't know. I freaked. I had to get away, I felt suffocated and I couldn't hide out in Toronto so I came back."
"Does Spinn knows what's going on?"
"No, I haven't talked to him yet," Paige answered while looking at the ground.
Bumbles!" Lisa exclaimed using her name for Paige. "He probably thinks you left him! I bet he's freaking out something awful."
"I know...but I can't call him."
"Why not?" Lisa demanded.
"Because when and if I call, he's going to give me the third degree. I ran away from all that. Just for a little while?" Paige pleaded with her.
"Paige..." she shot her a look that was equivalent to puppy eyes and Lisa sighed.
"Fine. But promise me that you'll do it soon."
"Ok, promise."
"You've reached my cell. Sorry that I can't talk right now, but leave your name and message and I'll call you back!"
"Paige, pick up your phone. Where are you? Are you ok?" Spinner asked. Finally he sighed. "Just...call me-please." He hung up, hanging his head, feeling slightly defeated. He walked over to their couch and raked his hair in his hands. Where was she? Was she ok, was she hurt? Did she runaway? All these questions and more kept flooding his mind. Try as he might, he couldn't think up a single reason for his fiancé to run out on him.
"Dude, I had to look at flowers all friggen day," Spinner said to Jimmy as they sat there at the crowded bar drinking their beers.
"And? I had to do that with Hazel," he replied.
"Me. Flowers. Anyone else miss that connection?" he asked looking around. Besides Jimmy, Craig Sean (who came because of Craig) and Marco were also there.
"I think it's sweet. I don't know why men can't like or look at flowers. I like them," Marco stated. Spinner just started at him and kept his mouth shut. Years ago when Marco came out, Spinner came down on him. He called him names and tried to avoid him even. But eventually Marco found him and confronted him. He called him a basher then walked away trying not to cry. Spinn bought it up to Craig later on that night and he agreed.
"Dude, just because he's gay doesn't mean that he's not Marco. He's still the same guy you were friends with."
"No, the guy I was friends with, liked girls."
"Get off it!! If you can't just be leave it alone, leave him alone!! You're supposed to be his friend, not his personal attacker." Spinner thought back to that while staring at him.
"Spin?" Marco's voice snapped him to attention.
"What?"
"Do I have something on me or something? Why are you staring at me?"
"Sorry. I guess I zoned out," he said apologetically.
"Yeah, Paige ran off on him last night," Sean said putting in his two cents. Spinner turned to give him an evil-death-glare while Craig turned towards his friend in surprise.
"What?! Spin, what's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing," he growled while still glowering at Sean. -Who the hell does he think he is? Telling everyone that my fiancé ran off. I'll call her cell later and she'll tell me what's up. Then I can give Sean what's good for him.-
"Paige? Oh my God is that you?" a vaguely familiar voice broke through Paige's thoughts. She cracked one eye open and leaned her head back down and found a girl with curly auburn hair standing in front of her. She was fairly tan, had bright blue eyes and a smile on. Paige felt a flicker of recognition through her, but for her life, couldn't remember who she was.
"Umm...hi," she said uncomfortably.
"It's me, Lisa!" the girl squealed.
"Oh my God!! Lisa Winthrop?" The girl nodded her head and Paige's jaw dropped. Lisa Winthrop had been her best-friend in Bardell for the few years she was there. Paige left to go back to Toronto and they tried to keep in touch through college, but it didn't work out. Still though, this couldn't be her Lisa. Her Lisa had frizzy red hair, glasses with brown eyes, braces and was slightly overweight. Nonetheless, she took Paige under her wing and to her surprise, Lisa was really fun and popular! She knew all the guys and talked to everyone. Apparently nothing had changed, because here she was, talking to her best-friend from 3 years ago.
"You look great!" Paige exclaimed.
"Thanks, you do too!! So are you visiting?"
"Umm...kinda. I'm taking a breather from my life right now," she tried to explain. Lisa gave her a questioning look, cocked her head and sat down next to Paige.
"What's goin on Paige?"
"Ok, well...remember Spinner?" Lisa nodded her head affirmatively and she continued. "Well, we're getting married. I mean we're engaged but don't have a date set yet. Well, well decided to go see Manny, she became a wedding a planner. I mean we started planning it all out and...I don't know. I freaked. I had to get away, I felt suffocated and I couldn't hide out in Toronto so I came back."
"Does Spinn knows what's going on?"
"No, I haven't talked to him yet," Paige answered while looking at the ground.
Bumbles!" Lisa exclaimed using her name for Paige. "He probably thinks you left him! I bet he's freaking out something awful."
"I know...but I can't call him."
"Why not?" Lisa demanded.
"Because when and if I call, he's going to give me the third degree. I ran away from all that. Just for a little while?" Paige pleaded with her.
"Paige..." she shot her a look that was equivalent to puppy eyes and Lisa sighed.
"Fine. But promise me that you'll do it soon."
"Ok, promise."
"You've reached my cell. Sorry that I can't talk right now, but leave your name and message and I'll call you back!"
"Paige, pick up your phone. Where are you? Are you ok?" Spinner asked. Finally he sighed. "Just...call me-please." He hung up, hanging his head, feeling slightly defeated. He walked over to their couch and raked his hair in his hands. Where was she? Was she ok, was she hurt? Did she runaway? All these questions and more kept flooding his mind. Try as he might, he couldn't think up a single reason for his fiancé to run out on him.