p class="MsoNormal"emMy eyes are green cause I eat a lot of vegetables. It don't have nothing to do with your new friend. My eyes are green cause I eat a lot of vegetables. It don't have nothing to do with your new friend./em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"strongSpencer/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"We unfortunately get the table behind Trina and the cop. The plus side is that Trina is in my line of sight. She smiles at something that he says then laughs. She has expressive eyes that speak to me without words. They tell her moods, paint the picture of her day, but today she doesn't look my way. She's too engrossed in whatever boring conversation that he is attempting. I can't help but roll my eyes./p
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p class="MsoNormal""Spence do you want to join them?" Crazy redirects my attention to her. She crosses her arms over her chest as she stares at me through beady eyes. I want to tell her the truth. That I want to go over there and bust up that date, but I don't. I lie instead./p
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p class="MsoNormal""Now why would I want to do that when you are here and the only thing, I can think about is ordering so that we can enjoy dinner then get to dessert." It takes everything in me not to dry heave./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"This is torture. Every kiss is torture. Every time she cuddles up to me. When she touches me, smiles at me or calls me Spence… It is pure torture, but I can't break now. I hold her gaze then smile sincerely. I'm good at that. It's part of the Cassadine charm. I take her hand in mine./p
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p class="MsoNormal""I've ordered us a nice bottle of Bordeaux. Some raw oysters to start." She beams, see, I have spared no expense and Esme, she loves the finer things./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Oh Spence." I grin slyly./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I didn't forget how to spoil my girl. I felt horrible when I couldn't." I frown slightly in thought. Trina knew me before she knew that I was a Cassadine heir. She doesn't care about these things, only how I use them to better the world./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"emDamn, I am gone./em/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Esme is said to have a trust fund and I do believe her. I know of her family, but I carried most of the weight when it came to our outings and trips. We lived lavishly on my trust fund./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""You know I don't care about the money." I smile beneath my lashes./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"emLook at you lying to my face ever so smoothly./em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"The thing about Esme is that she feeds the darkness. She doesn't offer any contrast, nor does she bring any light. She just pulls me into the darkness that feeds her, fed us both for a while. I never noticed until recently./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I know." I appease her but I must wonder if her family history is as twisted as mine./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"emYes, the key to Esme is definitely her past./em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"strongTrina/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"emI don't care I swear/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emI'm too through with you, I am/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emAnd you don't mean nothing to me/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emSo go ahead and be/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emWith your friend/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emMy eyes are green/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em'Cause I eats a lot of vegetables/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emI'm insecure/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emBut I can't help it/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emMy mind says "move on"/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emMy heart lags behind/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"I can't believe this! I've done everything! The exaggerated laugh. I've leaned in. Rory is being attentive but Spencer! Spencer is consumed by Esme./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"emOf course, he is, idiot. She's, his girlfriend. She's who he loves. She's who he chose./em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emShe's the one he chose./em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"emShe's…/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"em /em/p
p class="MsoNormal"I can't fight the blur in my eyes. I refuse to do this in front of them./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Excuse me Rory." I abruptly stand then rush to the bathroom./p
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p class="MsoNormal"In the bathroom I splash my face with cold water then take deep breaths. I am on a date with a handsome young man who is into me. One who treats me well. I need to forget about Spencer and stick to the plan./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I wipe my face. "What the hell did that guy do to you?" Spencer's voice booms. The nerve of him!/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""This is the ladies room Spencer. You can't be in here." I cannot look at him, so I wrap my arms around myself as a shield./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""As if that will stop me." He gently takes my elbow in his hand turning me toward him./p
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p class="MsoNormal""Trina, look at me." I can't. Because those eyes…I get lost in them./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Spencer, Rory has been an amazing date. I am perfectly fine." He lifts my chin so that I meet his gaze./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Say that again." He commands and I'm both oddly turned on and pissed at the same time. span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanI narrow my eyes, arms drop fist, clench at my sides. I want to tell him off, but something comes over me. I am no longer myself in this moment. I rise to his challenge. I stare into his eyes./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""That isn't what you want to hear is it?" I coo. "Because you just can't believe it." I bat my eyelashes as I smile up at him. I can read the confusion on his face as he tries to process what I am saying to him. I am not done./p
p class="MsoNormal"I grab him by his collar pulling him down toward me. I stand on my tiptoes letting my lips brush pass his just so as I move to whisper in his ear, but he turns my face back toward his so that our lips meet. It's just a breath because his GIRLFRIEND has perfect timing./p
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p class="MsoNormal""Spence?" She calls and I snap to my senses jerking away from him. I walk away because I can't deal with her and be reasonable right now. I hear the click of her heels as she walks in./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm sure Trina is being dramatic. See, she doesn't even want to talk to you." Her voice, it…grates./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Trina." Spencer calls. "Are you sure that you are, ok?" span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanTired, I reel around on them./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""What do you think, Spence? Hmm? What do you honestly think when you ask that?" There is a sad look in his eyes that makes me feel a twisting in my gut. Something is off. We stare at each other openly. I forget about Esme. I am trying to read his expression. He looks exhausted, like he has something to say but is holding back. He runs his hand through his hair. A move that I note because he often does it in frustration./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Spence you said that you couldn't wait to get to dessert. We haven't even finished the bottle or received the salads." She looks at me and I ignore her./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Trina said herself, you aren't friends anymore." He frowns at that, and I'm stuck on the innuendo, she loved doing that. It's like she knows. She knows that there is this thing between us that is unspoken. We don't speak of it because the dam will break./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Trina decided not to be my friend but I'm always going to be hers. If you need me, you know where to find me." span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanThat makes me angry and sad but even though I know the next words out of my mouth are wrong. I don't care because right now I want him to hurt. I want him to hurt because I do./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I don't need you. Why would I need the person who ruined my life?" His expression is schooled, it's cold and he nods curtly. Esme hangs on to his arm and he turns to leave with her./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I want to scream. My plan of using him to get to her has failed because my stupid heart gets in the way. How many times am I going to let it break? I text Rory that I want to leave and will meet him outside./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"*/p
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p class="MsoNormal"Rory and I decide to go for a walk on the pier. It doesn't matter where I go, memories of that cocky jerk are everywhere./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""You still have a thing with Cassadine?" I look at Rory./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""It's complicated but no. I just… I find it hard not to care about him and I guess sometimes it's hard because he didn't care enough about me to stand by me." I can't help the tears that escape./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm sorry. I just need to get out of here." I furiously swipe at the tears./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""We can go wherever you want." He offers sincerely. I shake my head./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Out of Port Charles." I sigh knowing that I can't go far./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Trina, there's an active investigation." I have no clue why I told him that bit of information. I need a friend not a cop./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Are you going to stop me Officer? Rat me out?" I cross my arms as I stare at him. He chews on his lip as he considers my question. I know that he will choose the law first. He's by the book./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Forget I asked." I laugh nervously. "I'm just upset. I should get home."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Walking or driving?" He asks. Rory is the perfect gentlemen. I wish I could see him more instead of my mind drifting./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I don't mind the drive." He smiles then offers his arm./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Drive it is milady." I take his arm,/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""To think that they say chivalry is dead." I remark as we start in the direction that leads to his car. It's a clear night, the stars gleam in the sky. It gives me an idea./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Change of plan." I say grabbing his hand and pulling him along./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Oookkk." He chuckles behind me./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"It was time to create new memories. I'm not good at games and manipulation. I'd have to do this my way. I can't let feelings get in the way. It was time to move on./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"We go to the park span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanand just talk on the way there and just sit on the bench in silence but it isn't the same. He drives me home then walks me to my door./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"At my door we have the classic will they won't they moment./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Trina, I know that you said that you wouldn't but please don't leave town—" I make the first move mainly to distract him. Mainly to forget the lips that touched mine earlier. It's a sweet kiss, almost as though he is holding back a little./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""That was unexpected. If I didn't know any better…"/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""But you do know better. Take the cop hat off, Officer. You are off duty." I smile at him./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Good night. Rory." I turn to unlock the door./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Good night, Trina." He waits until I'm inside. It's been one hell of a night./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"strongSpencer/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Torture, just remembering all the ways I thought that pretending with Esme was torture but nothing…/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"And I do mean nothing has prepared me for this./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"A/N: So the characters are writing themselves and it is getting a little angsty. Thank you all for the love. Feedback is love. The song in italics is Green eyes by Erykah Badu./p
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