Chapter 6.

The rest of the week was normal, or as normal as it could be, everything came back to its place, and my visits to Randi's house became more common, but my dreams were still about him.

Friday, last day of the week I had to work, I was calmed and on a good mood, I drove with my window down and listening music after a long time, everything was going perfect until I got to the store and saw them there, Nathan was holding this guy's hand and he was kissing Nathan's cheek, I felt sick immediately, I almost threw up, I stepped out of the car and ran to the store hoping they won't see me, I took the decision without even thinking it, I went straight to the manager's office and gave him my vest, I also told him about my decision.

"I quit" I spat hardly.
"Excuse me, Mr. Porter?" he asked.
"You heard me, I quit" I said.
"Well, I regret to hear that" he said moving his head and taking off his glasses.
"I have to go" I mumbled, not knowing what to do.
"Please, come on Monday to pick up your last pay check" he said.
"Ok" I said and leave.

I went straight to my car, I didn't see if Nathan or that other guy saw me, but I didn't care anyway.

I drove off with no direction for a while, until I decided to go to Randi's house, she was cooking, as always, and the smell caught me right when I got inside the house.

"Something smells good" I said to her.
"Oh my God, Michael!" she yelled and ran to hug me, "what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at work"
"Yeah, about that…" I mumbled "I quitted"
"What?" she spat surprised.
"I'm sorry" I apologized.
"Oh, honey, what happened?" she asked pulling me to the couch.
"I couldn't stand been there anymore" I said, "I saw him with another guy"
"And you quitted" she finished my sentence.
"About that, can you get me a job at the cafeteria?" I asked.
"Sure" she said "we need a new waiter"
"Thanks" I said.
"No problem" she said softly "you can stay here if you want"

We spent the rest of the day together and I slept there the whole weekend. We went to the cafeteria early on Monday to spoke to the manager, he was glad hiring me, and I needed the job so I began to work that day.

My days were calmed and normal, but nights were all nightmares about him, actually it was only one nightmare repeating over and over again, night after night. It repeated for so long that it lost its sense after a while, until I stopped having it.

Now my life was in order again, it was like I've never met him, like he never existed, it's a typical Tuesday night, we're about to close when this red-hair girl comes into the cafeteria, wet from head to toes, because it was raining, and sits on a table.

"Your turn" Randi said to me.
"Hello, my name's Michael, can I take your order?" I said.
"Am I ugly, Michael?" she asked suddenly.
"Excuse me?" she took me by surprise.
"Am I not pretty? Do I smell bad? Am I ugly?" she seemed to be talking with herself.
"No you're not" I answered anyway "You're very pretty" I said.
"Then, why does every guy I'm with ends up leaving me?" she cried.
"Maybe because every guy you've been with is a complete asshole" I said and she smiled.
"Take this example" she said "I just saw my 'boyfriend' making out with his 'ex'" she said.
"Been there, done that" I said sitting in front of her.
"Really?" she asked giving me a curious look.
"Yes, I said the guy liked with his boyfriend" she thought I was joking so she laughed and I laughed too.
"I'm sorry, I'm Amanda" she laughed again.

We began to talk and she told me how she found out that the guy she was dating has a girlfriend, and I told her about Nathan and how he almost ruined my life, after the cafeteria closed I invited her to my place and she agreed knowing that I was gay, and we spent the rest of the night watching TV and telling jokes, Amanda was a really sweet girl, and I felt a weird connection with her, we fall asleep on the couch, me hugging her, but neither of us minded.

The next day she showed up again on the cafeteria at the same hour she did the night before, but this time she was happy, and she was looking for me, we repeated what happened the night before, and we repeated for two weeks, it was so relaxing to be with her, she was really growing into me.

One of those nights we decided to get drunk, actually we decided to drink a couple of beers, but two became four, and four became eight, and eight became twelve, and after that I lost the count.

"Oh my god, I'm so drunk" she said laughing.
"Me too" I agreed.
"I think I'm about to pass out" she laughed again.
"As long as you don't puke on the carpet, I'm ok" I managed to mumble.
"I was thinking on doing something worse than that" she said giving me a weird look.
"And, what is it?" I asked.

She didn't respond, she crawled to where I was, I was too drunk to see it coming, and she kissed me, at first I didn't know what to do, but then I got carried away and I kissed her back, or maybe I was imagining she was him, she pulled away hardly and we were both gasping for breath, she stood up and run to the bathroom, and I followed her, she threw up in a bucket I gave her while I was holding back her hair, after that we went to sleep, she slept on the bedroom and I did on the couch.

I woke up with the worst headache I've ever had, and when I went to woke Amanda up she was gone.