Mako's Message: Oh boy did I ever jump the gun. Yeah, so eager to get this to you I forgot about our little pre-chapter chat. Not much to say about this chapter, really. Just that I'll be trying to keep the pace of things moving and not let four chapters cover just ONE WEEKEND.
When i realized what I'd done I cried a little inside.
Also, I'll be responding the the reviews received for the last two chapters now...and the two I already got for this chapter. Now, enjoy this chapter, and remember that my favorite types of reviews have three parts: what you liked, what you didn't, and why.
So, I was a raging bitch this week. I can admit it.
Todd and Marty pretty much avoided me after lunch on Monday. Angela and Jessi were sympathetic but gave me space. Katie just asked if I "needed anything" but otherwise stuck with Erika most of the time. I don't know if Katie had that talk with Marty yet. It should be fun to watch if I didn't miss it.
Dave however decided to weather the storm. I don't know if it was sweet or stupid of him, but it was nice to know he'd put up with me either way. When he called to ask if I still wanted to go out I said, "What the fuck do you think?"
He said, "I didn't know. That's why I called."
I kind of felt stupid after that.
We did go out, and I was feeling…punchy, so we just went straight for sparing practice. I was pretty rough on him. Maybe too rough. I know now I didn't hurt him, but when I woke up the next morning, before I saw him at school and when I wasn't ready to kill people for breathing… I was kinda worried about what I'd done to him.
I don't remember most of that night, I just remember knocking Dave on his ass a lot and cussing at him to get back up and fight.
Dave didn't seem to hold a grudge though…even though he was pretty bruised under his clothes.
I didn't mind him showing me. Kind of enjoyed it actually, but it certainly didn't help with all the slightly naughty to damn raunchy thoughts I've been having about him. It was kind of awkward talking to him when I couldn't look at him without picturing him topless. And the fact that just being around him started getting me all… hot just pissed me off all over again.
I wonder if Dave ever thinks of me like that…
Probably not. He's got Katie after all, and while she may not have much in the way of tits, at least she actually has them.
Marcus' reaction to all of this was the most interesting of all. I'd wonder how he figured it out, but all the bloody underwear was probably a big fucking clue, even if I hadn't told him to take his movie night and go fuck himself.
Anyway, he came to my room… I think it was Wednesday, and started to say something, but stopped. Started again, and stopped again. Started, stopped, and then on his fourth try said, "Here. You're a smart girl I'm sure you can figure it out," and handed me a package of pads.
Thanks for the help Marcus. I really appreciate it.
