"Man on the Side" part 2
Author's Note: I am so sorry I did not get this out earlier. I planned on having this updated over a week ago, and then life happened. This week has been crazy (in a good way), but that is still no excuse. I am sorry. Hope you like this update(
Dinner. Dinner is hell-pure and simple. I can't leave the table too early or I'd be suspicious and susceptible to another one of Sandy's talks. Besides I am determined to be happy, if I know how. I have spent so long being miserable and confined to a shitty life that I am not sure if I know how to accept and take advantage of a good one. From the outside people probably think I am the damn luckiest kid on the face of the earth. Not only did I get a second chance, but I am a real life Prince and Pauper. I am a rag to riches story. I'm the poster boy for charity cases. I am a bad boy who isn't really bad. I am labeled and seen as all of those things, but really I am just a guy trying to get by. I am constantly reminded I am the man on the side. At school people are wary of me especially after the Oliver incident, and I can't attend a Newport social scene without getting my ass kicked or kicking someone else's. Sometimes I stay up at night unable to sleep, with a cigarette in my hand, and think about how maybe I am better off in Chino. At least I had friends in Chino and girls lusting after me. At least I fit in there. Here I have nothing. The only thing that keeps me from fleeing is knowing Eddie really would kill me. Sure he'd regret it afterwards and probably have his ass kicked by Arturo, but he'd still do it. That's how much he loves Theresa. At first I didn't really believe his threat, but now that I have these feelings for Summer, I am beginning to understand, and that scares me.
I glance across the dinner table at Seth who is deep in conversation with Summer about some action figure. Not wanting to listen, I push my peas around on my plate occupying my time. I still can't leave the table without being suspicious so I try to hide the fact that I am glancing at my watch every two minutes.
"Isn't that right, Ryan?" Kirsten asks me gently.
I glance up completely stunned. I didn't even think they noticed I was here.
"Excuse me?" I asked her hoping she would repeat it so I could answer it and then go back to my peas.
"I was talking about how you agreed to come to the office with me on Good Friday so you could see what architecture is all about."
I nod. "Ya, that's right." I even smile when really I have no clue what is going on. I don't remember agreeing to that, and a day with just her and Caleb is not exactly how I want to spend my day off. I want to make her happy though so I smile again. "I'm looking forward to it."
"Dude, that's like crazy. Who works on days they don't go to school?" Seth asks stunned.
He then jumps into a conversation with Summer about how learning is evil. I try not to listen because I don't want to be reminded I can't have her, but I can't help it. Her voice sounds so soothing and hot. I wiggle in my chair uncomfortably afraid there is a tent in my lap from the nasty thoughts that are now going through my head. Finally after what seems like eons, dinner is over and I am safe to walk back to the pool house.
* * *
It's 10:30 pm and I am sitting on a chair next to the pool. Occasionally I glance out at the ocean, but for the most part it's just my ashtray, my cigarettes, and me. I've noticed that I have started smoking more since I have developed feelings for Summer. I contemplate that it's a sign of how wrong this is as I take a drag. I am drawn from my thoughts by two familiar voices.
"Seth?! You talked you her!" Summer squeals.
"Summer, she's my friend. Anna is just my friend. She wanted to tell me she is coming to Newport to visit her parents for Easter," Seth tries to explain.
"I don't care," she whines as she places her hands on her hips. "I don't want to lose you," Summer adds in a quieter voice though I am still able to hear her. "Plus she lives far away. I would die before losing a dork to a long distance relationship."
Seth is taken back. You can tell by his voice when he replies to her. "Well maybe you won't get the chance. Maybe you're losing a dork not because of another girl, but because he is tired of your bullshit!"
With that he walks off, and I am proud of him. I am sure they'll be back to normal tomorrow so I can once again be secure in my misery, but he stood up to her. I smile before taking another drag.
I twist around in my chair to see if Summer is still standing there, and sure enough she is in the same stance she was minutes ago. She seems shocked and though I like her I have to admit, the bitch had it coming.
I stand up to head back to the pool house, and she notices me.
"Ryan?" she asks meekly.
I then suddenly notice how much their verbal spat really did bother her.
"I talk to much," she adds as she attempts to wipe tears off of her cheek. "But he knows I care. Right?" she adds as she weakly makes her way over to me.
I nod. I don't know what else to tell her.
"I know I fucked up, but can I sit with you for awhile?" she asks innocently as she follows me to the pool house.
I don't answer, but she doesn't care. She takes her shoes off and plops herself down on my bed. She's making herself at home, and while doing so she is making me very nervous.
TBC...
Author's Note: I am so sorry I did not get this out earlier. I planned on having this updated over a week ago, and then life happened. This week has been crazy (in a good way), but that is still no excuse. I am sorry. Hope you like this update(
Dinner. Dinner is hell-pure and simple. I can't leave the table too early or I'd be suspicious and susceptible to another one of Sandy's talks. Besides I am determined to be happy, if I know how. I have spent so long being miserable and confined to a shitty life that I am not sure if I know how to accept and take advantage of a good one. From the outside people probably think I am the damn luckiest kid on the face of the earth. Not only did I get a second chance, but I am a real life Prince and Pauper. I am a rag to riches story. I'm the poster boy for charity cases. I am a bad boy who isn't really bad. I am labeled and seen as all of those things, but really I am just a guy trying to get by. I am constantly reminded I am the man on the side. At school people are wary of me especially after the Oliver incident, and I can't attend a Newport social scene without getting my ass kicked or kicking someone else's. Sometimes I stay up at night unable to sleep, with a cigarette in my hand, and think about how maybe I am better off in Chino. At least I had friends in Chino and girls lusting after me. At least I fit in there. Here I have nothing. The only thing that keeps me from fleeing is knowing Eddie really would kill me. Sure he'd regret it afterwards and probably have his ass kicked by Arturo, but he'd still do it. That's how much he loves Theresa. At first I didn't really believe his threat, but now that I have these feelings for Summer, I am beginning to understand, and that scares me.
I glance across the dinner table at Seth who is deep in conversation with Summer about some action figure. Not wanting to listen, I push my peas around on my plate occupying my time. I still can't leave the table without being suspicious so I try to hide the fact that I am glancing at my watch every two minutes.
"Isn't that right, Ryan?" Kirsten asks me gently.
I glance up completely stunned. I didn't even think they noticed I was here.
"Excuse me?" I asked her hoping she would repeat it so I could answer it and then go back to my peas.
"I was talking about how you agreed to come to the office with me on Good Friday so you could see what architecture is all about."
I nod. "Ya, that's right." I even smile when really I have no clue what is going on. I don't remember agreeing to that, and a day with just her and Caleb is not exactly how I want to spend my day off. I want to make her happy though so I smile again. "I'm looking forward to it."
"Dude, that's like crazy. Who works on days they don't go to school?" Seth asks stunned.
He then jumps into a conversation with Summer about how learning is evil. I try not to listen because I don't want to be reminded I can't have her, but I can't help it. Her voice sounds so soothing and hot. I wiggle in my chair uncomfortably afraid there is a tent in my lap from the nasty thoughts that are now going through my head. Finally after what seems like eons, dinner is over and I am safe to walk back to the pool house.
* * *
It's 10:30 pm and I am sitting on a chair next to the pool. Occasionally I glance out at the ocean, but for the most part it's just my ashtray, my cigarettes, and me. I've noticed that I have started smoking more since I have developed feelings for Summer. I contemplate that it's a sign of how wrong this is as I take a drag. I am drawn from my thoughts by two familiar voices.
"Seth?! You talked you her!" Summer squeals.
"Summer, she's my friend. Anna is just my friend. She wanted to tell me she is coming to Newport to visit her parents for Easter," Seth tries to explain.
"I don't care," she whines as she places her hands on her hips. "I don't want to lose you," Summer adds in a quieter voice though I am still able to hear her. "Plus she lives far away. I would die before losing a dork to a long distance relationship."
Seth is taken back. You can tell by his voice when he replies to her. "Well maybe you won't get the chance. Maybe you're losing a dork not because of another girl, but because he is tired of your bullshit!"
With that he walks off, and I am proud of him. I am sure they'll be back to normal tomorrow so I can once again be secure in my misery, but he stood up to her. I smile before taking another drag.
I twist around in my chair to see if Summer is still standing there, and sure enough she is in the same stance she was minutes ago. She seems shocked and though I like her I have to admit, the bitch had it coming.
I stand up to head back to the pool house, and she notices me.
"Ryan?" she asks meekly.
I then suddenly notice how much their verbal spat really did bother her.
"I talk to much," she adds as she attempts to wipe tears off of her cheek. "But he knows I care. Right?" she adds as she weakly makes her way over to me.
I nod. I don't know what else to tell her.
"I know I fucked up, but can I sit with you for awhile?" she asks innocently as she follows me to the pool house.
I don't answer, but she doesn't care. She takes her shoes off and plops herself down on my bed. She's making herself at home, and while doing so she is making me very nervous.
TBC...