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Chapter 12 – Old Lives
Ryan's eyes looked dead inside, as he pushed them open to see the family before him. From under his breath he muttered, "He...Hung up on me."
The people who stood before him, dropped their jaws, at the hurt in Ryan's eyes. It was if they could feel Ryan's rapid heartbeat.
"Are...you alright?" Theresa asked, breaking the silence and at the same time standing quickly from the table, to be the consoler of Ryan's feelings.
"I Just..." Ryan stuttered at the words converging from his mouth, and stumbled as he attempted to walk closer to the table, in the kitchen.
"I'm sure Seth didn't mean it," Sandy said as he searched for a joke to lighten the grim mood, to no avail he walked over to Ryan and rested a hand on his shoulder, in a pitiful attempt at making his sadness disappear.
Ryan looked up at Sandy, his grim eyes darting into him, making Sandy feel his dark pain. Ryan broke the gaze.
"He just doesn't understand."
"He will, maybe it was to soon to talk," Theresa said, Sandy removing his hand from Ryan's back, Theresa replacing it with her hand.
Kirsten stared at the very sad faces, glomming back at her. "Why don't you and Theresa go in the living room and we'll clean up."
Theresa smiled, "How about you and Sandy go in the living room and Ryan and I will clean up."
Kirsten in lightning speed opened her mouth to protest, when Sandy lightly grabbed her arm.
"Why don't we let the kids field this one Kirsten."
Kirsten nodded, disobeying motherly instincts and she and Sandy left the kitchen.
Theresa nodded in appreciation, knowing that Ryan wouldn't vent his emotions to a group, even if that group were only family and friends.
Ryan stood looking out the big glass window, at the waves slowly moving towards the sunny shores.
"I just thought we were better friends then that."
"I know," Theresa said, picking up a plate and handing it to Ryan to be washed. "I know."
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Caleb briskly walked out of his office doors, His anger being masked with a half ass grin. As he approached the sparkling white limo, the driver exited and hurried to the right side, to open the limo door for Caleb.
"Don't bother," Caleb smirked, his anger slightly being released on the innocent driver.
"Yes Mr. Nickel," He said nervously, rushing back and getting in.
Caleb opened the limo door, seeing his wife's smile quickly fade.
"Did that driver not open the door for you!" Julie spat.
His mouth opened to tell Julie not to worry about it, when Julie pressed the intercom button and began swearing at the driver.
Caleb's open mouth turned to a smile as he stepped into the oversized limo and sat down. Julie's lecture wrapping up, Caleb turned his eyes to Marissa.
"Hello," Caleb said with a smile.
"Hello," She smiled back, secretly laughing at him. People truly get what they deserve. Ironic, she thought, the same thing was happening to her, because she didn't trust the one she loved, Ryan."
"I hope your hungry," Caleb said, breaking off Marissa thoughts.
"Ya, a little."
"Well you should be," Caleb laughed, "Your as thin as a twig."
"Hey people would kill for this figure."
"God," Julie interrupted, "Some people are so rude."
Marissa and Caleb's eyes meet as they both smiled
"I know exactly what you mean mom."
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"You look stunning Hailey."
She smiled at the complement, "Well you clean up nice too."
"Beats a jumpsuit," Jimmy laughed.
He began walking slowly over to Hailey, a stunned look on his face.
"You are so beautiful."
Jimmy stopped and leaned into Hailey's shimmering eyes. There lips lightly touching.
Jimmy in a hansom tux, his hand moving up and down Hailey's bright, and sexy red dress.
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"Sorry you had to wait so long, I had a very important meetings with the partners."
"I bet," Marissa and Julie said at the same time, very sarcastically. Was it the meeting about you and how your broke, Julie thought to herself, while you just handed my ex-husband a three million dollar check.
"What's that suppose to mean," Caleb said, anger slipping out ones again.
"Nothing," Julie smiled and leaned in giving her soon to be poor husband a kiss.
--(FLASHBACK)--
A young Jimmy Cooper stood in horror at the spectacle-taking place before his eyes.
Kirsten stood, her eyes glowing, while Sandy sat on one knee, a ring box in his hand.
Jimmy swallowed hard, as his eyes shot towards a just as surprised Caleb Nickel, who before had been enjoying a stiff drink at the bar, was now standing in overwhelming anger.
He and Kirsten had so much history, History that they could never speak of.
"Kirsten Nickel...Will you marry me."
Jimmy and Caleb simultaneously held their breath.
"Yes," Kirsten cried in happiness.
Sandy stood and embraced Kirsten in a hug. Jimmy's eyes met Kirsten's as Sandy pulled away. In his eyes Kirsten saw heart break. Along time ago she had made a mistake, a mistake with Jimmy...that know one could ever know.
From across the room Jimmy turned, quickly walking out of the bar.
Sandy looked over at Jimmy, as he walked through the door. Then back at Kirsten, to see her frown.
"Go." Sandy said softly, "Save your friendship."
Kirsten smiled," I knew there was a reason why a married you," She winked.
She walked towards the door, when she was met by her father. "I would have never given you that job if I knew you were going to do something as stupid as this."
Kirsten's eyes narrowed, "You're drunk dad, go home."
"No, don't tell me what to do. Your mother would never have approved of this bullshit!"
"Mom would have approve and supported me!" Kirsten yelled back at her father, drawing the attention of the large crowd. "You have know idea what you're talking about, you're just a lonely, sorry, old man!"
Caleb stared, anger building, when he turned and headed back to the bar, muttering, "You're throwing away the life I gave you."
Kirsten turned, almost in tears, to find Sandy by her side. She once again wrapped her arms around Sandy and slowly moved there way towards the exit.
Jimmy stood by the car, staring up at the dim stars covered by cloud. How could life go on? His only love, they had such history.
"Get off of me!" A loud female voice yelled.
"Help!"
Jimmy swung around to see a couple, two vehicles over, struggling in a car.
"Help!" The woman screamed.
Jimmy ran to the car, to see a man and a woman struggling inside, the woman trying to brake free. Jimmy ran to the driver's side door and opening it, pulled the man attacking the woman out of the car.
"What the hell are you doing dude!" The woman in the car crying, he recognized her as a bartender from inside, a very attractive bartender from inside.
"Are you alright," Jimmy asked, panting from the physical strength required to pull the large man out of the car.
"He...He...Tried to..." She broke back into tears.
"Look bud, why don't you go back inside the bar and buy yourself a drink and leave me and this slut alone," throwing a few dollar bills on the ground. "Now get the hell out of my way."
The man pushed Jimmy and tried to get back into the car, when his face met Jimmy's fist. Making the large man swing around and hit the side of the car square in the head, knocking him unconscious.
The crying woman opened the door and ran over to Jimmy.
"Thank you so much," She said as she wiped her tears.
"I'm Jimmy."
"Thank-you Jimmy," The beautiful girl said, with a thankful smile.
She turned and began back towards the bar.
"Wait," Jimmy called, "What's your name."
"Julie," She said with a smile and a wink.
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