Confrontations-Part 1

David had been sitting at home all evening, he was finding it hard to settle on anything and this was annoying Victor.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Your pacing is getting on my nerves!"

"I'm not pacing,"

"So walking to the kitchen, not getting anything and walking back and then repeating that isn't pacing?"

"No, it's walking around the house."

"Whatever dad, could you just sit down though please?"

David sat on the sofa and started to think about what was going to happen tomorrow night with Amy. He was slightly nervous but was looking forward to it. He decided he had to go see her now; she should be back from her meal with Bruce by now.

"Come on get your coat we're going out."

"Where are we going?"

"To the Gray's, I need to speak to Amy." David was already at the door, coat in his hand.

"So I get to speak to L right?"

"Yes, you can speak to Lauren." Victor jumped up and ran to the door, grabbed his coat and was by the car before David had time to even walk through the front door.

"Come on dad, you are so slow!"

"It's called old age, so stop nagging me. Besides we are going out because I want to speak to Amy not because you want to speak to Lauren, so we will go at my pace!"

Victor rolled his eyes and waited impatiently for him to unlock the car.

Maxine opened the door and invited them in before speaking, "Lauren is in the kitchen, she is making some popcorn, you can go help her if you want to."

"Mrs Gray is Amy back yet from her dinner with Bruce?"

"No, not yet. Although I had no idea it was with Bruce, she just told me it was dinner with a friend."

"Uhuh, well could you tell me where Bruce lives please because I want to speak to her and it's urgent."

"I thought they were eating at a restaurant?"

"They were, but maybe they went back for some coffee or something." Having no idea how true his words were.

"Maybe.... ok," Maxine quickly wrote down Bruce's address and David practically ran back to his car.

"Mrs Gray, where is my dad going?" Victor walked back to the front door, when he heard the car starting.

"He's going to find Amy."

"Why doesn't he just wait for her here, cuz I mean she does live here and she will be coming back soon,"

"I think what he has to say is important to him and he doesn't want to just be sitting around doing nothing." Maxine patted Victor's shoulder, "I guess you're staying here for a while mate, so go on back in with Lauren and have some fun."

David pulled up to Bruce's apartment, the only the hall light seemed to be on but his car was there so he got out and ran to the door. He could hear alot of noise coming from inside and knocked loudly to make sure that Bruce could hear it.
"Ignore it, please ignore it." Amy begged him, wrapping her legs around him. But anxiety about Rebecca and the fact that something might have happened to her made him pull away from Amy. He quickly put on his boxers and some dorm pants and went to answer the door.

Amy stayed on the bed in a sulk. He was just as bad as David. She got up and started to dress, she couldn't find her shirt anywhere. She was starting to regret letting it get this far, without speaking to David, and her and Bruce still hadn't spoken about what lay instore for them. She paused in her search, when she heard David's voice. It was then that she remembered where her shirt was....by the front door!

"Do you happen to know where Amy is?"

"Um she, she got a taxi after the restaurant, to go and get her car from work." He cleared his throat, and wished he had put a t-shirt on.

"Why didn't you just drop her off?"

"One of my friends called me, and she wanted to speak to me, she said it was something important, and Amy being the way she is, she insisted on me coming straight home to meet up with this, um friend and she got a taxi." Bruce was thinking quickly on his feet.

"But that would mean that she would be home by now, and she wasn't. I been over to her house and her mother didn't even know she was having dinner with you. She said Amy had just said it was with a friend."

"Well i don't know how to explain that, but she did get a taxi." Bruce was getting annoyed, not just with David, but with the whole situation, and the fact Amy hadn't told anyone about them going to dinner. He was just the 'friend'.

David looked down at the floor, not sure what to say next, when something caught his eye. Amy's shirt arm was laying just in sight behind Bruce. His heart seemed to stop. "So is your friend, is she still here?"

"Yes as a matter of fact she is, and i really should be getting back to her. Don't want her to be getting lonely or anything like that." Bruce smiled nervously.

David wanted to mention the shirt but couldn't think of how to start.

"So what was the important conversation about?"

The question threw Bruce off guard, but he quickly regained his composure, knowing that if he had, had another woman in his apartment he would have said it was none of his business. Although looking at David he saw that he was looking past him into the hall. Bruce followed his line of vision and noticed in horror Amy's shirt on the floor. He coughed before replying,

"Just relationship stuff, we had sort of started one, but it kinda ended before it began. But i think it has now begun properly. As far as i know anyway, don't know what she thinks do I!"

"Hmmm, you must come on a double date sometime with me and Amy." David's eyes were still on Amy's shirt, trying to believe that it would disappear.

"Yeah, yeah. That would be alot of fun." Bruce had a sudden idea. "I mean they are so similar in so many ways!"

"Really, in what ways?"

"They have the same taste in movies, they have the same taste in clothes....you know they could have been sisters and i wouldn't have thought twice about it they are so similar."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, for example tonight, the shirt Amy was wearing, well i got back here, and well she was wearing it too!"

"So does this girl have a name?"

"Winnie," it was the first name that popped into his head, and although it was his sisters name, he was thankful for it coming so quickly other wise it would have been slightly suspicious if he had paused.

David wanted to believe Bruce, he really did but he was finding it extremely hard.

"So any chance I can meet her tonight?" His eyes left the shirt and Bruce breathed out a sigh of relief.

"No I don't think so, she's not really in a state to come to the door....if you know what i mean!" Bruce now had confident smile on his face.

David had managed to calm himself and was truely starting to believe that it was this Winnie girl that was in Bruce's apartment not Amy.

"I see, well ok. I'm gonna go check out the courthouse then. I want to make sure she gets home safely. As well as speak to her."

David turned to leave, when Bruce spoke again.

"Ok, sorry i couldn't help you that much. I hope she is ok."

David smiled and walked to his car as Bruce closed the door.