"Man on the Side" part 3
Author's Note: I hope everyone is having an awesome summer. Mine has been great but really busy. I am so so sorry it has taken so long to update this. One of my biggest flaws as a writer is not updating. I really do want to apologize cuz it irritates me when other writers do not update. I feel like such a hypocrite doing the same thing. Please please please forgive me, and leave lots of reviews. Any suggestions or if something irritates you...please tell me. I really want to know what y'all think. Now on to the story...
"One of the many One of the few To stand back And wait for you."
Ring. Ring.
I wait as there is a pause between rings. Why won't she pick up her damn phone? Usually I can be a pretty patient guy but not tonight.
Ring.
Finally after the fourth ring and right before I am almost ready to hang up, I hear a sleepy voice answer with an irritated hello.
"Hey, Theresa," I say dragging it out like I am trying to drag out the life of my cigarette.
"Ry?" she asks surprised, and I can picture her sitting up in her bed. I imagine her turning her light on, concerned. "Is everything ok?"
"Ya everything is fine. I just miss you," I tell her.
"Ryan, I miss you too, but I don't call you in the middle of the night when we have school the next day. Ryan, are you sure you're ok?"
No. "Yes, I am fine."
"If there's something wrong, I can come out there right now. Do I need to get you. You can stay here with my Ma and me. It will be ok."
Shit, Theresa. Can a friend not check up on another friend without the end of the world coming. "No, it's nothing like that. I just want to see you."
"Well are you drunk then?"
"What the hell? No. I just want to talk to you."
Our conversation continues just like this before she begins to believe me. Then it becomes real, and I relax. I am reminded why I like Theresa so much, why she was my foundation in the messed up life I lived. We agree to meet after school tomorrow somewhere centrally located between here and Chino. I am happy because hopefully that will help me get over Summer.
Summer. Shit. She's in my room. Damn it, I can't sleep in there. I decide to grab a pillow and blanket and go camp out on the couch in the main house. That's the only safe option. Well that and having sex with Theresa.
Do I want waffles or pancakes? Normally I wouldn't have such a big breakfast especially on a school day, but I am hungry today. Besides breakfast is my favorite meal of the day, and I am trying to avoid Summer who is currently camped out in my room. I'll probably have two minutes to get ready for school due to her taking over. Damn women. What takes them so long?
Seth walks just as I decide I want pancakes. It takes longer to make them, which will keep me occupied longer.
"Hey, Ryan. What's up?" Seth asks as he grabs a bagel off of the counter. He then notices I am making pancake batter. "Pancakes even better," he calls as he puts the bagel back in the basket.
I try not to grimace as I stir the batter. Instead I nod a greeting.
"Dude last night sucked. I got in the worst fight with Summer. She's probably never gonna talk to me again."
I shake my head no. "She'll talk to you. She's actually here right now." I don't go into detail about how we watched tv together and about how she is in my room right now. What doesn't know can't hurt him. Besides it is none of his business.
"Really? She must really care about me to be here now!" Seth says cheerfully.
Poor boy is so self absorbed. I can't even hate him for it. Infact I like to use it to my advantage when there' something I don't want to talk about.
"When are the pancakes gonna be ready?" he asks.
Patience is not one of his strong traits either.
"Soon. Five minutes or so."
"Cool. I'll eat them after I go find Summer. Where did you say she was, Ryan?"
I didn't. "In my room. She's putting makeup on or something," I tell him as I watch him chase after the woman I love, the woman who ran to me for consoling.
After breakfast, Summer drives us to school. I don't ask what they discussed and from the looks of it, they are ok. Seth teases her about her choice of music and she sticks her tongue out at him. I can't help but wish that tongue was aimed in my direction or in my mouth. I then mentally slap myself for thinking such thoughts. I glance at my watch: 9 hours until I meet Theresa. That's only 9 hours of Summer/Seth torture before I am cured of all feelings for Summer. They are not even feelings after. It is mere lust. After all she is pretty girl. What guy wouldn't lust after her? I am contemplating this just as we pull into the parking lot. Not wanting to walk to class or spend any more time with the reunited love birds, I quickly say my goodbyes. Thinking I am off the hook, I walk away happy or semi happy.
"Ryan." Oh shit. What does she want? I turn around and see Summer smiling shyly at me. What the hell? Since when has Summer been shy?
"Ya?" I ask only slightly annoyed. I don't want to be late for class or have to talk to her anymore, but that is besides the point.
"Thanks," she says tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She is looking at her perfectly manicured toes instead of at me.
"For what?" I asked, confused.
She looks at me strangely as if she is trying to see if I really don't know what she is thanking me for. Deciding I really don't, which is a good choice because I am perfectly clueless, she continues.
"For putting up with me last night."
Oh. That. "No big deal." I shrug.
She touches my shoulder lightly before removing her hand.
"Well thanks anyway."
I nod. She nods. We go our separate ways. Coast clear to go to class. Now all I have to do is avoid both of them the next few hours which shouldn't be too bad. The warning bell rings, and I quickly hurry to class to dream about my upcoming afternoon. I need anything to think of to get my mind off of Summer, and why not start with Theresa...
TBC...
Author's Note: I hope everyone is having an awesome summer. Mine has been great but really busy. I am so so sorry it has taken so long to update this. One of my biggest flaws as a writer is not updating. I really do want to apologize cuz it irritates me when other writers do not update. I feel like such a hypocrite doing the same thing. Please please please forgive me, and leave lots of reviews. Any suggestions or if something irritates you...please tell me. I really want to know what y'all think. Now on to the story...
"One of the many One of the few To stand back And wait for you."
Ring. Ring.
I wait as there is a pause between rings. Why won't she pick up her damn phone? Usually I can be a pretty patient guy but not tonight.
Ring.
Finally after the fourth ring and right before I am almost ready to hang up, I hear a sleepy voice answer with an irritated hello.
"Hey, Theresa," I say dragging it out like I am trying to drag out the life of my cigarette.
"Ry?" she asks surprised, and I can picture her sitting up in her bed. I imagine her turning her light on, concerned. "Is everything ok?"
"Ya everything is fine. I just miss you," I tell her.
"Ryan, I miss you too, but I don't call you in the middle of the night when we have school the next day. Ryan, are you sure you're ok?"
No. "Yes, I am fine."
"If there's something wrong, I can come out there right now. Do I need to get you. You can stay here with my Ma and me. It will be ok."
Shit, Theresa. Can a friend not check up on another friend without the end of the world coming. "No, it's nothing like that. I just want to see you."
"Well are you drunk then?"
"What the hell? No. I just want to talk to you."
Our conversation continues just like this before she begins to believe me. Then it becomes real, and I relax. I am reminded why I like Theresa so much, why she was my foundation in the messed up life I lived. We agree to meet after school tomorrow somewhere centrally located between here and Chino. I am happy because hopefully that will help me get over Summer.
Summer. Shit. She's in my room. Damn it, I can't sleep in there. I decide to grab a pillow and blanket and go camp out on the couch in the main house. That's the only safe option. Well that and having sex with Theresa.
Do I want waffles or pancakes? Normally I wouldn't have such a big breakfast especially on a school day, but I am hungry today. Besides breakfast is my favorite meal of the day, and I am trying to avoid Summer who is currently camped out in my room. I'll probably have two minutes to get ready for school due to her taking over. Damn women. What takes them so long?
Seth walks just as I decide I want pancakes. It takes longer to make them, which will keep me occupied longer.
"Hey, Ryan. What's up?" Seth asks as he grabs a bagel off of the counter. He then notices I am making pancake batter. "Pancakes even better," he calls as he puts the bagel back in the basket.
I try not to grimace as I stir the batter. Instead I nod a greeting.
"Dude last night sucked. I got in the worst fight with Summer. She's probably never gonna talk to me again."
I shake my head no. "She'll talk to you. She's actually here right now." I don't go into detail about how we watched tv together and about how she is in my room right now. What doesn't know can't hurt him. Besides it is none of his business.
"Really? She must really care about me to be here now!" Seth says cheerfully.
Poor boy is so self absorbed. I can't even hate him for it. Infact I like to use it to my advantage when there' something I don't want to talk about.
"When are the pancakes gonna be ready?" he asks.
Patience is not one of his strong traits either.
"Soon. Five minutes or so."
"Cool. I'll eat them after I go find Summer. Where did you say she was, Ryan?"
I didn't. "In my room. She's putting makeup on or something," I tell him as I watch him chase after the woman I love, the woman who ran to me for consoling.
After breakfast, Summer drives us to school. I don't ask what they discussed and from the looks of it, they are ok. Seth teases her about her choice of music and she sticks her tongue out at him. I can't help but wish that tongue was aimed in my direction or in my mouth. I then mentally slap myself for thinking such thoughts. I glance at my watch: 9 hours until I meet Theresa. That's only 9 hours of Summer/Seth torture before I am cured of all feelings for Summer. They are not even feelings after. It is mere lust. After all she is pretty girl. What guy wouldn't lust after her? I am contemplating this just as we pull into the parking lot. Not wanting to walk to class or spend any more time with the reunited love birds, I quickly say my goodbyes. Thinking I am off the hook, I walk away happy or semi happy.
"Ryan." Oh shit. What does she want? I turn around and see Summer smiling shyly at me. What the hell? Since when has Summer been shy?
"Ya?" I ask only slightly annoyed. I don't want to be late for class or have to talk to her anymore, but that is besides the point.
"Thanks," she says tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She is looking at her perfectly manicured toes instead of at me.
"For what?" I asked, confused.
She looks at me strangely as if she is trying to see if I really don't know what she is thanking me for. Deciding I really don't, which is a good choice because I am perfectly clueless, she continues.
"For putting up with me last night."
Oh. That. "No big deal." I shrug.
She touches my shoulder lightly before removing her hand.
"Well thanks anyway."
I nod. She nods. We go our separate ways. Coast clear to go to class. Now all I have to do is avoid both of them the next few hours which shouldn't be too bad. The warning bell rings, and I quickly hurry to class to dream about my upcoming afternoon. I need anything to think of to get my mind off of Summer, and why not start with Theresa...
TBC...