Chapter 5
Alyssa was sitting in her hotel room, she was walking around in her jeans and tank top. She stopped in front of a nice big mirror next to the door and watched herself as she brushed her long hair out. She stopped for a minute. And looked at her chest in the mirror…the tank top was high enough where you couldn't see her scar…even though it had mostly faded…but it was still there nonetheless.
Aly
pulled down the front of her tank top and looked at the unoffending
scar…it was still discolored…but the doctor said it was to be
expected…he said it would probably be like that for a few years.
With a shaky hand she started to touch it…when there was a knock on
the door and it nearly scared her right out of her socks.
Pulling her shirt back over the scar and trying to calm herself, Aly walked over and opened the door…Randy was standing there in his jeans and a hooded sweatshirt, with sneakers and said, "Can we talk?" Aly looked at him wide eyed and said, "Did you wanna come in or do you have some place else in mind?"
Randy pushed his hands in his pockets and said, "Do you mind if we go for a walk?" Aly said, "No…Lemme grab some shoes and a sweat shirt." She slipped her sneakers on and pulled on her zip up hooded sweatshirt…and grabbed her key card. She opened the door and said, "Okay…let's go."
They
walked out of the hotel and down towards the board walk…Since they
were in Santa Monica California. As they were walking along the board
walk…everything was peaceful and quiet.
Randy
finally broke the silence and said, "Jill and I met when we were in
grade school…We sort of just couldn't get enough of each other.
We dated all through high school and most college. We married when
she was just barely 18. I was 20. I didn't think I would ever love
anyone as much as I loved her…our parents thought we were
insane…but it only fueled the fire to prove them all wrong."
Randy
got quiet for a few minutes as they continued to walk…and then
said, "We were just barely married a year, when we had a party to
go too…I was yelling at her to hurry up cause we were going to be
late…and she was yelling for me to shut up and leave her
alone…cause she was going as fast as she could…We got in the car
and took off…We were not even a block from my folks house when a
drunk driver came out of no where and plowed into her side of the
car."
Randy stopped at sat down on some wooden steps down into the sand. Alyssa sat next to him…she could see the tears glistening in his eyes…she knew he was trying not to cry in front of her. She touched his forearm and he said, "There was so much blood…I was unconscious…and when I woke up, I was in the Emergency room, covered in her blood…and the doctors were trying to work on me…they didn't tell me until later, she died in surgery."
By
now Aly had tears in her eyes…she could feel his pain…Randy had
his head in his hands…and Aly could see the tears running down his
cheeks…Aly said, "How many people have you told about this? As in
co-workers?"
Randy
said, "Just you…I don't want the others to think I'm some
kind of pussy or something." Alyssa said, "They would
never…especially not over a loved one…they may rib each other and
tease and mess around and joke constantly…but when it comes to
losing a loved one…they are the most loyal friends you'll ever
have. They will always tell you family comes first…and work comes
second…no matter what."
Aly
pulled Randy to lay in her lap and he cried like a baby…but she
understood why…he wasn't done mourning his wife…he was trying
to get over it fast…but it wasn't working…She hoped after he
told the other guys about it…it would help settle his soul…he had
a lot of pain and really needed to get in one good match where he
could REALLY let all his emotions out.
Aly had a plan boiling in the back of her mind…now she just had to help put it to action.
