Bab's Uvula Who?, chapter 4
For two hours, I was bumming about my room waiting for the time to come when Tre came. I didn't let anyone get in my way either. I was on vacation and determined to have a good one. Being sat next to Green Day made me feel like it was going to be crappy, but in the end, being sat next to them was turning into a good thing. I was trying not to remember the night before, from the state I woke up in. Naked, and hung over in Tre Cool's hotel room.
Finally the time came, and I heard the knock on the door. On my way to the door, I stopped to check my reflection in the mirror, and opened the door. He stood there in the door way with a leather jacket and a familiar red shirt, which is where I first saw the band back in 1995 on MTV. It was the very worn in red Billy Goat shirt. He had some beat up converse on, just like my own, and a pair of jeans. No eye liner but a ton of gel. Okay Kristy, quit thinking about his great looks.
'You ready to go? We aren't hanging around with the guys because Mike took his girlfriend Laurel somewhere and Adie and Billie went somewhere too, so we're alone' He said, right when the door opened.
'Okay. Sounds good to me' I stepped out of the room and slid the key into my bag. We walked down to his rental car, which was very nice. It was better than my car I had at home. I slid into the seat and put my bag on the floor as he started the car.
'So where are we going?' I asked.
'I was thinking dinner, then do whatever you want'
'You sure you want to do what I have in mind?' I asked with a devious grin on my face.
'Depends'
'Dancing?' I asked, hesitantly. He took a few seconds to answer as we pulled out onto the street.
'I'm such a shitty dancer'
'It's okay. I am too. You're probably better than I am' I laughed. It was probably true. I once took a class and I was the worst one there too. It was terrible for me.
* * *
When we pulled into the restaurant, I realized that I had been there before. It was a local restaurant that had a common theme of, "classy food but no one should dress up for it" type thing going on.
After we had been seated and the waitress came with the menus I looked up at her to find she had huge eyes at the sight of Tre. Obviously she recognized him. That's when I noticed that she had a Green Day wrist band on and a heart grenade tattooed on her arm just above it. Of course she knew who he was.
'Uhhh. Can I get you anything to start with?' She said, before we even had time to open the menu.
'Umm. Pepsi would be okay' I smiled, being nice. Knowing me, I would have said something like "What's with you? I need to see what you have" or something slightly rude to the poor nervous girl.
'Same here. Thanks' He nodded, opening the menu, looking like he didn't want to talk to her. I didn't blame him. If I were him, I wouldn't want to be bothered on a date either. When she walked away, I decided to speak up.
'You get that often?' I asked. It was an obvious yes. He just nodded is head, and kept searching for something to order. I mirrored him and also searched for something.
During the course of the dinner, it was very peaceful. People kept their eyes on their own table party, and the waitress seemed to regain sanity. We got to know each other even more, like who we live with, what area of the city we are at, past stories, and family history. I got to know him pretty well and he got a lot out of me also.
Later, we headed to the night club I was dying to go to. Yes, they play pretty bad music there, but it still fun. When we walked in, we seemed to turn quite a few heads but no one actually worked the guts up to talk to us. We walked in and the DJ was playing his remix of "P. I. M. P. " by 50 Cent. I rolled my eyes and led us over to the bar, both of us ordering a drink. When "Tipsy" by J-Kwon came on, he looked over at me and smiled.
'You know, I know you can't stand rap, or in this case hip-hop, but you wanted to come and dance. We should go out there' He motioned towards the crowd of sweaty people that were dancing dangerously close. Accepting the offer and chance to get out there, I put my drink down and stood up and immediately started dancing with both of us starting off doing the robot.
'Most people don't realize how cool the robot is' I said.
'That means we are just cooler than most people'
We ended up dancing like dorks out on the dance floor for quite a few songs. He was a little closer than I had liked, but I couldn't say anything. How could you say something like that to such a hot man? After a few songs though, we both tired out, we sat down for another drink. I left him to go to the bathroom quickly, but when I came back, I spotted something behind Tre. Right there, a few stools away from him, was Vivian and someone whom I thought I would never see again, and never wanted to see again in my life. This is what is in all the over dramatic paperback novels, and all the lame soap operas. The best friend and the ex boyfriend together while you are on a date with someone new. After the best friend comforts you and telling you he is a jerk and he doesn't deserve anyone.
'Umm. Tre? I am having a ton of fun but can we please get out of here?'
'Yeah. Is everything okay?' He said, his face looking worried. I didn't want to see my ex boyfriend, and I didn't want to start anything about Vivian even being near him.
'I'll explain later if we could go' I said, trying to stay hidden by crouching down in front of him so he could block any possible view of me. He turned his head behind him and noticed Vivian and recognized her from the night of the Grammys.
'Isn't that your friend?'
'Exactly. Let's go' I urged. He flagged the bartender over as he pulled his wallet out, to pay for the drinks. Once what seemed like forever had passed, he stood up, trying to understand and shielded me from their views even if he didn't know what was going on. There was a ton of people to weave in and out of but we did make it out without being noticed.
When we got into the car, he immediately got on me.
'Are you okay? Did something happen? Did I miss something?' He said with confusion and worry.
'Okay. That was Vivian and I know you recognized her. But she was with someone. We had dated before and he had a terrible temper. I know I do too at times, but I am terrified of him. His name is Andrew'
'Can you tell me what happened?'
'Well, I found out that he went and slept with someone behind my back and I ended up breaking up with him, like most people would. But then he got violent after that' I almost started crying right there, but I tried to swallow it down. 'He's sick. He came back and actually hit me until I couldn't even remember where I was and woke up the next morning with no clothes and in a huge amount of pain' A tear started to fall down my face, and I looked away. I left him speechless. He sat back in his seat, processing what he had done while I tried my hardest not to cry. It was a side of me most hadn't seen, except for a few people.
'Did anything happen after that?' He broke the silence.
'He went to jail for a few months when I reported him. Then I got a restraining order'
'Only a few months? Does she know?'
'Oh yes. She was the one that stayed with me for days while I cried myself to sleep and cried my way through the day. I was scared and hurt and it was the worst feeling in the world'
'So why was she with him?'
'I don't know! I don't know what she is doing with him after seeing what he can be like' I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I felt enough was said. Obviously he did too, since he started the car. We rode in silence back to my hotel.
'I'm so sorry' I said, while we stood at the bottom of the elevator. He pulled me into a hug and held me close. I felt protected right then. I liked it and never wanted to come out of it. After remembering Andrew, crying in front of him, thinking about how I was going to ever talk to Vivian, all combined together, it made me feel like shit.
'For what?'
'That date didn't go all that great'
'There is always next time' He said, as he slightly rocked us back and forth, trying to be comforting. His statement made me smile. "There is always next time". This was a very good thing. We stood there for about a minute in silence until the elevator doors opened up with a few older women walking out in their swim suits, causing us to pull away from each other.
'Thank you for everything' I smiled.
'Call me tomorrow, okay? If you don't call, I will'
'I'll call' I smiled. I hesitated a moment before I reached up and placed a kiss on his lips, and stepped into the elevator, and pressed level 5. I watched the doors close, shutting off his smiling face and letting him lose view of my equal smile.
* * *
For a few hours after that, I ended up sitting in front of the TV with a buttload of chocolate I had gotten from the vending machine down the hall from my room. Chocolate seems to cure everything, right?
No.
When Vivian walked in, she was completely sober, which made me mad. I was hoping maybe she was drunk so she didn't know she was talking to Andrew. But no. She was fine. Oh, I could've strangled her.
'Hey. What's wrong? You look positively terrible'
'What ever do you mean Miss Priss?' I asked, in an annoying voice.
'Are you okay?'
'NO! Obviously not. What the FUCK were you doing with Andrew?' I lit into her, with my face starting to get warm. Her eyes looked as if they were going to bulge out of her head.
'How'd you know?' She asked, sounding nervous.
'I was there. I had us LEAVE so I didn't have to look at that bastard hang all over you' I raised my voice more. I could tell she was thinking of something to rip back, and waited for it to come.
'Why were you there?'
'I was on a date' I said, with a terrible voice, standing up.
'With?'
'Tre'
'WHY WERE YOU WITH HIM?' She yelled.
'WHY WERE YOU WITH ANDREW! YOU KNOW THAT HE'S TERRIBLE. YOU SAW WHAT HE HAD DONE TO ME'
'He's changed'
'BULLSHIT!'
'HOW DO YOU KNOW TRE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING! YOU CAN'T STAND HIM! WHY WERE YOU WITH HIM?' She yelled at me.
'I like him. So, I don't know if he has done anything like Andrew. I doubt he has. But YOU KNOW what Andrew did. You saw the after math of it. I am STILL terrified of him. By law, he cannot come with in 100 feet of me. That is how terrified I am of him' My voice was getting shaky, making me feel more vulnerable.
'Fuck this, I am staying Carrie's house' She said, turning to leave.
'FUCK THIS? HOW ABOUT FUCK YOU FOR DATING SOMEONE YOU KNOW HAS THE POTENTIAL OF KILLING YOUR BEST FRIEND OR YOU' I swung at her, hitting her in the face, making her lunge towards me. I rolled over until I was on top of her, allowing me to get at her a few more times until she put more force in and had me pinned to the floor. Oh, that girl hit hard. I saw blood on her face as well as felt my own blood on my face. My body was aching already, and I knew tomorrow was going to suck.
'JUST GO! YOU WIN' I screamed. She stood up and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I just rolled over on the floor and curled up, starting to sob. Not only was I feeling like crap emotionally but now physically too.
Again.
Finally the time came, and I heard the knock on the door. On my way to the door, I stopped to check my reflection in the mirror, and opened the door. He stood there in the door way with a leather jacket and a familiar red shirt, which is where I first saw the band back in 1995 on MTV. It was the very worn in red Billy Goat shirt. He had some beat up converse on, just like my own, and a pair of jeans. No eye liner but a ton of gel. Okay Kristy, quit thinking about his great looks.
'You ready to go? We aren't hanging around with the guys because Mike took his girlfriend Laurel somewhere and Adie and Billie went somewhere too, so we're alone' He said, right when the door opened.
'Okay. Sounds good to me' I stepped out of the room and slid the key into my bag. We walked down to his rental car, which was very nice. It was better than my car I had at home. I slid into the seat and put my bag on the floor as he started the car.
'So where are we going?' I asked.
'I was thinking dinner, then do whatever you want'
'You sure you want to do what I have in mind?' I asked with a devious grin on my face.
'Depends'
'Dancing?' I asked, hesitantly. He took a few seconds to answer as we pulled out onto the street.
'I'm such a shitty dancer'
'It's okay. I am too. You're probably better than I am' I laughed. It was probably true. I once took a class and I was the worst one there too. It was terrible for me.
* * *
When we pulled into the restaurant, I realized that I had been there before. It was a local restaurant that had a common theme of, "classy food but no one should dress up for it" type thing going on.
After we had been seated and the waitress came with the menus I looked up at her to find she had huge eyes at the sight of Tre. Obviously she recognized him. That's when I noticed that she had a Green Day wrist band on and a heart grenade tattooed on her arm just above it. Of course she knew who he was.
'Uhhh. Can I get you anything to start with?' She said, before we even had time to open the menu.
'Umm. Pepsi would be okay' I smiled, being nice. Knowing me, I would have said something like "What's with you? I need to see what you have" or something slightly rude to the poor nervous girl.
'Same here. Thanks' He nodded, opening the menu, looking like he didn't want to talk to her. I didn't blame him. If I were him, I wouldn't want to be bothered on a date either. When she walked away, I decided to speak up.
'You get that often?' I asked. It was an obvious yes. He just nodded is head, and kept searching for something to order. I mirrored him and also searched for something.
During the course of the dinner, it was very peaceful. People kept their eyes on their own table party, and the waitress seemed to regain sanity. We got to know each other even more, like who we live with, what area of the city we are at, past stories, and family history. I got to know him pretty well and he got a lot out of me also.
Later, we headed to the night club I was dying to go to. Yes, they play pretty bad music there, but it still fun. When we walked in, we seemed to turn quite a few heads but no one actually worked the guts up to talk to us. We walked in and the DJ was playing his remix of "P. I. M. P. " by 50 Cent. I rolled my eyes and led us over to the bar, both of us ordering a drink. When "Tipsy" by J-Kwon came on, he looked over at me and smiled.
'You know, I know you can't stand rap, or in this case hip-hop, but you wanted to come and dance. We should go out there' He motioned towards the crowd of sweaty people that were dancing dangerously close. Accepting the offer and chance to get out there, I put my drink down and stood up and immediately started dancing with both of us starting off doing the robot.
'Most people don't realize how cool the robot is' I said.
'That means we are just cooler than most people'
We ended up dancing like dorks out on the dance floor for quite a few songs. He was a little closer than I had liked, but I couldn't say anything. How could you say something like that to such a hot man? After a few songs though, we both tired out, we sat down for another drink. I left him to go to the bathroom quickly, but when I came back, I spotted something behind Tre. Right there, a few stools away from him, was Vivian and someone whom I thought I would never see again, and never wanted to see again in my life. This is what is in all the over dramatic paperback novels, and all the lame soap operas. The best friend and the ex boyfriend together while you are on a date with someone new. After the best friend comforts you and telling you he is a jerk and he doesn't deserve anyone.
'Umm. Tre? I am having a ton of fun but can we please get out of here?'
'Yeah. Is everything okay?' He said, his face looking worried. I didn't want to see my ex boyfriend, and I didn't want to start anything about Vivian even being near him.
'I'll explain later if we could go' I said, trying to stay hidden by crouching down in front of him so he could block any possible view of me. He turned his head behind him and noticed Vivian and recognized her from the night of the Grammys.
'Isn't that your friend?'
'Exactly. Let's go' I urged. He flagged the bartender over as he pulled his wallet out, to pay for the drinks. Once what seemed like forever had passed, he stood up, trying to understand and shielded me from their views even if he didn't know what was going on. There was a ton of people to weave in and out of but we did make it out without being noticed.
When we got into the car, he immediately got on me.
'Are you okay? Did something happen? Did I miss something?' He said with confusion and worry.
'Okay. That was Vivian and I know you recognized her. But she was with someone. We had dated before and he had a terrible temper. I know I do too at times, but I am terrified of him. His name is Andrew'
'Can you tell me what happened?'
'Well, I found out that he went and slept with someone behind my back and I ended up breaking up with him, like most people would. But then he got violent after that' I almost started crying right there, but I tried to swallow it down. 'He's sick. He came back and actually hit me until I couldn't even remember where I was and woke up the next morning with no clothes and in a huge amount of pain' A tear started to fall down my face, and I looked away. I left him speechless. He sat back in his seat, processing what he had done while I tried my hardest not to cry. It was a side of me most hadn't seen, except for a few people.
'Did anything happen after that?' He broke the silence.
'He went to jail for a few months when I reported him. Then I got a restraining order'
'Only a few months? Does she know?'
'Oh yes. She was the one that stayed with me for days while I cried myself to sleep and cried my way through the day. I was scared and hurt and it was the worst feeling in the world'
'So why was she with him?'
'I don't know! I don't know what she is doing with him after seeing what he can be like' I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I felt enough was said. Obviously he did too, since he started the car. We rode in silence back to my hotel.
'I'm so sorry' I said, while we stood at the bottom of the elevator. He pulled me into a hug and held me close. I felt protected right then. I liked it and never wanted to come out of it. After remembering Andrew, crying in front of him, thinking about how I was going to ever talk to Vivian, all combined together, it made me feel like shit.
'For what?'
'That date didn't go all that great'
'There is always next time' He said, as he slightly rocked us back and forth, trying to be comforting. His statement made me smile. "There is always next time". This was a very good thing. We stood there for about a minute in silence until the elevator doors opened up with a few older women walking out in their swim suits, causing us to pull away from each other.
'Thank you for everything' I smiled.
'Call me tomorrow, okay? If you don't call, I will'
'I'll call' I smiled. I hesitated a moment before I reached up and placed a kiss on his lips, and stepped into the elevator, and pressed level 5. I watched the doors close, shutting off his smiling face and letting him lose view of my equal smile.
* * *
For a few hours after that, I ended up sitting in front of the TV with a buttload of chocolate I had gotten from the vending machine down the hall from my room. Chocolate seems to cure everything, right?
No.
When Vivian walked in, she was completely sober, which made me mad. I was hoping maybe she was drunk so she didn't know she was talking to Andrew. But no. She was fine. Oh, I could've strangled her.
'Hey. What's wrong? You look positively terrible'
'What ever do you mean Miss Priss?' I asked, in an annoying voice.
'Are you okay?'
'NO! Obviously not. What the FUCK were you doing with Andrew?' I lit into her, with my face starting to get warm. Her eyes looked as if they were going to bulge out of her head.
'How'd you know?' She asked, sounding nervous.
'I was there. I had us LEAVE so I didn't have to look at that bastard hang all over you' I raised my voice more. I could tell she was thinking of something to rip back, and waited for it to come.
'Why were you there?'
'I was on a date' I said, with a terrible voice, standing up.
'With?'
'Tre'
'WHY WERE YOU WITH HIM?' She yelled.
'WHY WERE YOU WITH ANDREW! YOU KNOW THAT HE'S TERRIBLE. YOU SAW WHAT HE HAD DONE TO ME'
'He's changed'
'BULLSHIT!'
'HOW DO YOU KNOW TRE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING! YOU CAN'T STAND HIM! WHY WERE YOU WITH HIM?' She yelled at me.
'I like him. So, I don't know if he has done anything like Andrew. I doubt he has. But YOU KNOW what Andrew did. You saw the after math of it. I am STILL terrified of him. By law, he cannot come with in 100 feet of me. That is how terrified I am of him' My voice was getting shaky, making me feel more vulnerable.
'Fuck this, I am staying Carrie's house' She said, turning to leave.
'FUCK THIS? HOW ABOUT FUCK YOU FOR DATING SOMEONE YOU KNOW HAS THE POTENTIAL OF KILLING YOUR BEST FRIEND OR YOU' I swung at her, hitting her in the face, making her lunge towards me. I rolled over until I was on top of her, allowing me to get at her a few more times until she put more force in and had me pinned to the floor. Oh, that girl hit hard. I saw blood on her face as well as felt my own blood on my face. My body was aching already, and I knew tomorrow was going to suck.
'JUST GO! YOU WIN' I screamed. She stood up and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I just rolled over on the floor and curled up, starting to sob. Not only was I feeling like crap emotionally but now physically too.
Again.
