CHAPTER 8
Ding-dong!
That was the doorbell, indicating that Rob had arrived. It was really stupid of me, but I was nervous.
I mean, he might just be breaking up with me, and if you were me, wouldn't you feel this way too?
"Hi." I greeted him with a light kiss.
"Hey... So, you're done with dinner? 'Cause I don't wanna interrupt your family mealtime and all, I mean, I could just wait out-", He stopped and put on a funny expression, half embarrassed, I assumed. "I think it sounded like I was rambling nothing... Errr, can I come in?"
I restrained myself from laughing, so he was nervous too. What could all this be about then? Rob wasn't the kind who would go all emotional and rigid. Nope. He was the real deal.
"Yeah, come on in. Let's go upstairs to my room."
Right after I had entered my room, I heard my mum screaming my name from downstairs, saying something else too.
"Yes mum?" I shouted from where I was.
"Don't leave your door locked! And make sure both of you aren't doing anything that you're not suppose to do!" She shouted back.
Turning back to face Rob, I muttered, "Mothers", and both of us started laughing as I closed the door, but not locking it.
Two minutes later, there was an awkward silence again. Something was definitely up with him.
"So..." I said, hoping to start a conversation but not knowing how or even where to begin... weird.
"Uhm, yeah," he began, "this will sound weird and all, but we seriously need to Talk."
And then he stopped laughing and smiling and turned all serious instead.
"You always say that you love me, don't you?"
"Uh-huh..." I couldn't see where this was going... so what if I love him? Would that be a crime?
"And that you're my girl, isn't it?"
"Uh-huhhhhh...." Okay, this is getting confusing and my patience is running out, very very shortly.
"So why are you going out with that Skip dude? And his other darn friend? Hitching rides and stuff??!!"
O-kay.
"What do you mean by going out with Skip and his darn friend? Huh? I am not two-timing you and if you don't trust me on that, you can just get your ass out right now."
Man, I am angry. What the hell was this whole Talk stuff anyway? Accusing me for nothing –oh no, not nothingaccusing me of going out with Skip and Eric??!! Two guys at once?! God, I am so wanted. Not.
"Okay Mastriani, chill. I'm sorry-"
"You better be, you scumbag."
"You're calling me a scumbag when what I'm trying to do right now is just apologize?! This is noble stuff, Mastriani.You don't call me a scumbag."
"Well, then you don't ever accuse me of being a stupid two-timer. I'm trying to play my girlfriend role so nicely and you ended up as a problem??! Tell me the truth, you don't trust me, now do you?"
I'm guessing that everyone is fully aware that we were not only practically shouting at each other, but also making our Talk a serious fight, which if I don't play it right, might just be ended with him dumping me. Or me dumping him. Depends on what he'll reply me, and depends on whether I will finally get my big, fat mouth to just zip up from continuing the argument.
My God, I think I actually do have anger management issues. I should really start seeing a shrink.
He stammered with his answer for awhile, before turning back to face me, his two-timer, forgotten girlfriend, a cool expression on his face.
"Look Mastriani," his tone sounded relaxed, "I know I'm not the best boyfriend or any of that garbage, and yeah, so I'm not so touchy-feely on things and you but I sincerely love you, okay? And it's not everyday I go around loving people, alright? And the whole darn truth is that I really don't like it that you're hitching rides and dropping by for crullers with guys, especially those I don't know and all. So could you please spare the life outta me and actually tell me the next time you're gonna be doing something like this?" He paused for a minute, looking away from my shocked-but-playing-it-cool face, and continued, "If it's about trust, then you're sure as hell to know that I trust you fully, but come on, two guys at once, with you all alone in the car with them? How already so risky is that? They could just bring you to the cornfield and rape you or something and I don't wanna lose you... don't think I would be able to take that fact."
This would be stupid and corny and maybe even lame to know on how I'd reacted to what he said, but let's just say that I was –unfortunately- at that moment, clouded by emotions and couldn't help but to walk straight to him...
... and kiss him.
I knew his first reaction was shocked, though God knows why. I mean, how can you not give the guy a sweet, passionate kiss when he had just confessed his almost entire feelings to you? Especially you see, knowing him to be the kind of person who always acts all ego and strong, that was a hard thing to do. Very hard indeed.
Which I guess, is also why we ended up making out on my bed, kind of rolling around, playing tongue and stuff, with his left hand at the small of my back and his other right hand gliding smoothly through my hair, which isn't very long since I'd always cut mine to be the usual boy's hairstyle for so long that now it's only shoulder length... I'm trying to grow it longer again, but personally, I can't stand having long hairs, there's so much things to care of with them...
And yeah, skip my hair part and back to what we were doing ,which was, I repeat, making out on my bed, happily and passionately in each other's arms when my room door flung open, with Mikey going all, "Excuse meeeeee!" and closing the door, only to open it back again two seconds later and screaming murder.
"What the hell are you doing?! Get off the bed, both of you! Jess, what did mum told you?! Don't do this kinda stuff!"
By this time, both of us had sprang apart from each other, so quickly, both by surprise and I think Rob was also embarrassed. I was more on feeling mad at Mike for acting all "protective" when who exactly was the one who was doing second base in the kitchen with his girlfriend in the first place?
"Who are you to comment on "don't do this kinda stuff!", huh?"
"Jess, I am your brother. You guys looked as though you were having sex, you know that? What, do you think I'm just gonna stand by the door and go all "just continue with what you're doing" dialogue?!"
"Well, at least have the courtsey to knock, Mikey. Now please, leave. We were not having sex or any of that crap, got it? And no, don't you try blackmailing me, I'll tell Mum you "dirtied" her kitchen before you can even breath a word on this," I replied him, completely forgetting the fact that Rob was just sitting next to me, silently praying, I'm sure, that Mike won't start playing 101 questions with him instead.
I could see that his face turned red, because of my remark. Grinning stupidly, I quickly told him to cut the whole crap and just leave. He didn't seem to budge from the door, though.
Man, this is gonna be harder than I thought to just chase him out of my room... Brothers. Ugh.
"Come on, Matt, leave us alone. I guarantee you that we won't do that ...stuff we were doing just now and hell, if it makes you happy, just leave the door wide open," I said to him, exasperatedly and half angrily.
"Fine," he replied curtly, before continuing, "but I'll be back, in like, 15 minutes from now."
"Yeah, do that, why don't you? And you'll find us sitting here like this, exactly at the same position and place, Mikey," I replied sarcastically as he made his way out, leaving the door, as he had said, wide open... no, as wide as it can, actually.
"Jesus! Does he thinks I'm still 12 or what?! I am not that dumb," I half yelled to Rob, rolling my eyes at the same time.
"He's just trying show some responsibility, relax Mastriani," he replied me, grinning mischeviously as he slipped both his hands around my waist... "A short kiss?"
A smile crept up my face, and I leaned forward to him so that our lips met.
And so we kissed, continuing what we did before Mike strolled in...
So much for "you'll see us sitting at this exact position" crap.
"JESS!! What did I say ju-"
"Yeah, yeah, okay, I'm sorry," I cut him off. "Guess I got too carried away..."
"Carried away? As if! Now get off the bed, both of you and start acting as mature teens!" He practically screamed, slamming the door shut behind him, clearly fed up.
Jeez.
"Sorry," I called back after him, well, to the closed door, anyway. To Rob, I said, in a cool tone that I can manage, as to not swoon all over him and repeat the whole making out scene again, "serious talk now. I almost got crashed this eveni- "
"Where? And why did you not tell me when I picked you up after school just now?"
"I didn't think it was that serious, not like I actually got crashed or anything..." I was cut off again.
"Hello? It wasn't anything? What if it actually hit you, huh? You would be in the hospital, you realize that Mastriani?"
"Jeez, relax... You wanna know the whole scoop up? I'll tell you if you would just promise me and you yourself to stop cutting what I'm trying to say."
"Fine, fine." He replied timidly.
"... ... And that was all, got it? It wasn't so bad. Just that I kind of, wait, no, I think it was another sign... a vision," I finished my little story, telling him all about that incident and ending it up with a little hint of that 'sign'.
"What sort of sign? You mean like that time on Claire Lippman? The sweater thing?"
"Yeah... and while we're at it, I should tell you that I'm quite sure I know where the hell the saw is, you know, what Mr. Anonymous used to saw that unicorn leg and all..."
"Mastriani, are you actually trying to suggest that we go to wherever it is that the darn stuff is... By that I mean, me driving you there."
"Yeah, that was actually my original plan before you started giving me all those kisses which was totally great and all, but it also threw away a full hour to go and do some investigating," I said, a sheepish smile on my face.
'Yeah, well, I'm not going to bring you there... It's almost ten- "
"Just ten!" I protested. "Come on, Rob! That time we went to the quary to check out on Heather... and that was 2 a.m.!"
"That was different, sort of an emergency, and you were really getting drained from any colour and so I had no choice but to bring you there... This isn't exactly an emergency, Mastriani." He replied me back, coolly of course.
"Oh God, Rob you are so old-fashioned! Fine, if you're not gonna bring me, it looks like I'll just have to bring myself then." Oh yes, I am pissed.
"And how are you gonna do that? Drive your mum's car?" He sighed.
"Come on. Let's go. Tell me where it is, though," was all he said in the end, pulling the door open, me following closely behind.
"Jess, Rob ,where are you two going now? It's almost ten, Jess, and it's a school night," my mum stated, the moment we got downstairs.
"I'll be back by 11.30 p.m., promise," I smiled sweetly and made a dash way out with Rob tailing after, guaranteeing my mum that I'll be back in one piece.
A/N: I am BACK!!!! =D ... with a filler chapter =P I'm sooooooo sorry for the late delay... been very very busy, what with school and life =I But yeah, I'm back!! =D
Sorry though, cos this really is a filler chapter, nothing [much] happened in this chapter.. thing is, whenever rob is in the picture, i tend to either :
a) exaggerate
OR
b) take a heck lot of pages with him
... which means that i go on [kind of] rambling on what Jess and Rob's gonna say so that rob will be around for that scene for as long as i can make him to =P BUT i can guarantee you that chapter 9 will be action-packed (or so i hope =P)
Hope you enjoy reading this chapter... review! [It doesn't hurt ;)]
love, nahjan :)