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Finding out that Bianca was with Toby Tucker hurt my plans. The thought of Bianca being with Tucker sickened me. I couldn't imagine him comforting Bianca and making her feel relieved, safe and okay whenever she needed to escape but I could and I'm not just talking about sex. The first time I saw her cry, I wanted to hold her in my arms and just keep her there, away from what harm the world could do to her. Despite the fact that she acts all tough and badass, she needed me to be there for her just like I needed her to be there for me. No one ever dared to call me out on my bullshit and talked to me about my family but she did and in that, I found comfort and I felt like we belonged together. We were each other's opposites and we matched perfectly. I could never see Tucker like that with Bianca but who was I to tell her that? I knew Bianca liked him and for the life of me, I can't see why she does but I needed to respect her decision but it doesn't mean that I should stop pursuing her. She was happy with Tucker but I knew I could make her happier. There was something between us that we couldn't explain and I was going to chuck it up to the idea that we were in love but with what happened recently made me think otherwise. Nonetheless, I will still pursue Bianca Piper.
A week after finding out that Tucker was taking Bianca to prom, Jessica approached me out of nowhere, a ball of energy bouncing towards me.
"Hey, Wesley!" she called out, "I have to tell you something."
"Hi, Jessica." It felt weird talking to her since she was the reason why I wanted to befriend Bianca, "what is it?"
"Bianca isn't happy with Toby."
"That's none of my business," I turned to my locker to hide my grin.
"But she is with you. Look, I don't know but there's a spark between you two," she hit my arm and I looked at her in confusion, "but with her and Toby, it's like a busted light bulb, there's no spark, nothing."
"Why are you telling me this?" I felt myself becoming happier and excited by the second with this news that I had to close my eyes to calm myself.
"Just wanted you to know that's what I think," she smiled then walked away, what a weird girl but I was thankful she told me those things. It gave me the confidence to continue pursuing Bianca.
That afternoon, on our way to Grandma Rush's house, I told Amy about Bianca and Tucker. Then, I told her about my plans to pursue Bianca and her advice was like a bomb to my ideas, wiping away all my thoughts and plans of being with Bianca.
"It isn't right, Wessie," she said softly, she looked out the window trying to avoid my gaze, I looked at her puzzled, "it's not your place to go after Bianca when she's already with Toby."
"But, Amy, I want to be with her," my nails were digging into the steering wheel, I was confused, she was all for me before but now she wasn't supporting me at all, "you said that I should tell her how I feel, open up to her."
"That was before she was with Toby, Wesley," she was looking at me now and I had to avoid eye contact so I focused on the road instead, "Wesley, I love you and I support this new change that Bianca triggered in you and I am totally all for you falling in love with her but don't be that guy."
"What guy?" I knew what she meant.
"Don't ruin a relationship because the girl you're in love with is with someone else."
"What if she loves me too?"
"Still, don't," she placed a hand on my shoulder and I couldn't help but glance at her, her eyes were sad, "Wessie, if you really are in love with Bianca, you will respect her relationship with Toby. Give her time to work things out."
I just nodded in agreement. What can you really say to your sister when you know she's right? I had to let the conversation end because I didn't like where it was going. The whole ride to Grandma Rush was quiet but it wasn't awkward. Amy was giving me some peace and quiet to think about what she just said and I was thankful for that. When I parked at the driveway, Grandma Rush was already there with her arms folded looking at me like I was the biggest disappointment in the Rush family. What else is new? Amy immediately hopped off my car, gave grandma a kiss on her cheek and went inside. Grandma walked towards my side and placed a hand on my car.
"Don't drag Amy into your scandalous lifestyle," she was at it again with this issue.
"Hi Grandma Rush."
"You hear me, Wesley? Don't introduce your whores to Amy, she doesn't need that kind of people like her." This was the last straw, she already called Bianca a whore, I wasn't letting her call her that again. I got out the car door so fast, I felt like I was The Flash.
"Look, grandma, the girl you saw in my car, the one that you called a whore? Her name is Bianca and she isn't a whore! I don't care if you criticize me but don't ever criticize my…"
"You lifestyle has made you disrespectful to me!"
"Grandma, stop!" Amy interrupted, she was on the porch. I looked at her signalling not to join in, I didn't to get her in trouble, "Grandma, Wesley isn't a bad person. His lifestyle isn't what you find ideal but I am okay with that and stop painting him out to be a horrible brother because he isn't!"
"See!" Grandma glared at me, "look how you've influenced your sister! Even she's being poisoned by you!"
"Grandma, stop!" Amy was now beside me and she placed a hand on my shoulder, "Wesley is a great brother and I don't think any less of him. You need to understand that even though he did those things, he was still a great brother."
"Grandma," I went closer to her, she backed away, "grandma, you may not have approved my lifestyle and I get that, but do know that I am changing for the better," I took her hand in mine and she looked straight in my eyes, "that girl you called a whore? Bianca?" she looked down, embarrassed, "she's changing me in ways that are making me realize that I can be a better person not just to her but also to my family and everyone else, I can be a better person, grandma," she looked at me again and held my face just like when I was a little boy.
"Welsey, you love her." It wasn't a question because she knew very well that it was true, I gave her a hug and to my surprise she hugged me in return, "I'm so sorry, Wesley."
"I'm sorry too, grandma. I really am."
The hug lasted for a few more seconds and after we let each other go, I felt like a huge boulder was off my shoulder. In that moment, I knew that my relationship with my grandmother had changed and it felt good to be able to give her a hug without her feeling disgusted with me. I said my goodbyes to grandma and Amy and I promised that one of these days I would hang out with them. As I pulled out of the driveway, I knew that I was starting to make changes in my life and they were good changes. I had Bianca to thank for that but also I had to thank myself. I finally had the strength to stand up for myself and for the people that I care about. On my way home, I was once again reminded by what Amy said.
If you really are in love with Bianca, you will respect her relationship with Toby. Give her time to work things out.
I contemplated the idea of staying away from Bianca and truthfully, I'd rather walk on burning coals and my feet doused with gasoline. But I knew Amy was right. I guess the saying "if you love someone, let them go" stays true. As cheesy as it sounds, I knew that's what I had to do. No matter how much pain it would bring me, I was more concerned for Bianca and I needed to do what makes her happy and that was let her be with Tucker. I wasn't giving up, I was giving her time to do what she wants and to love who she wants. We've shared deep and intimate moments physically and emotionally and I will definitely treasure them but I knew deep down, those weren't the last moments we would have. I still have a chance to be with her. If I had to wait till we grow old, I will.
I heard how silly people get when in love, how they would do anything, and I mean anything, to make the love of their life happy. Here I was promising to wait for Bianca till she was ready to be with me. Even if the wait was long, I'd do it. Love really does weird things to you, things you've never thought that you would do. Me? Wait for a girl? A few months ago I couldn't wait to get a girl's, any girl's actually, panties off her but hey, things change. I would wait for Bianca.
I tried to keep my distance with her and although it was hard, I was able to do it. Plus, there was Amy who was supportive throughout. It definitely helped having her there. From time to time, I would call Bianca to check on her, even though I was keeping my distance, there was no harm in checking in on her. After all, I still cared about her. However, she still didn't answer which annoyed me, which made me call her over and over again.
"Damn it, Bianca. Answer your phone!" I yelled at my phone after another beep came up.
I convinced myself that it was okay to stop by her house to check if her dad had his head screwed on straight. I could also give him an earful of how shitty he was with Bianca and that would definitely help me ease my worries. I knew I was lying to myself, using her dad as an excuse, but whatever; I needed to see Bianca so I will go see her. Simple as that.
I cursed under my breath when I saw a Taurus right beside Bianca's car. Tucker was definitely there but I didn't care. They were probably studying or something of that kind. Tucker had no game and that was what I was sure of. I had to remind myself that this wasn't a competition and I was only there to check if Bianca was okay. I needed to see it with my own two eyes that she was well. I prepared myself before I hopped out of the car. I needed to be calm and reserved when talking to her and I needed to remind myself that I wouldn't try to make a move on her. She has made her choice and all I needed to be was her friend.
I knocked a few times and called out her name but there was no answer. I began to panic when I turned the knob and it was unlocked. What if something happened to Bianca? What if her dad had another episode and left her there? What if she was hurt or worse? It was quiet and it seemed like everything was normal. There were no broken bottles or any sign of struggle so I relaxed. But where was Bianca? Where was Tucker? An image came into my mind, something that I never want to see again so I decided to push it out, out of my head and never let that image come back again. I went up to her room to check.
"Bianca?" I knocked on her door then opened it.
