Bab's Uvula Who?, chapter 5

How is it that you can love someone yet dislike them so much? Then have another person that you love in a different way, but dislike in a different way? Right then, I liked Tre so much, yet didn't like him for not explanation. At the same time, I loved Vivian as a sister and best friend but wanted to rip her guts out. I was also confused to why she was out of her mind for being with Andrew. It was like a loss in trust, a loss in sanity, and being felt like being cheated. So there was love, hate, confusion, less trust, insanity, and feeling cheated, piled on my shoulders. There was emotional scars and physical scars all over. I was ready to go home. I wanted to leave.

I woke up the next morning, still curled up, with an impatient knock on the hotel door. I cursed as I tried to stand up. She must have kicked me a few times because my sides and legs were hurting too. The side of my face felt sticky, probably from dried blood or tears. Not to mention my eye was extremely tender.

I slowly stumbled towards the door and swung it open to find Carrie standing there. I sighed and turned around to walk back in as she started to panic at the state I was in. I tuned her out, almost feeling completely numb and trying to go deaf. I did catch a few "What the heck?" s and "Why?" s or "Talk to me, damn it"s. I just closed my eyes and sunk down on the couch as she put a cold wet paper towel on the side of my face, helping me feel more refreshed.

I started to slip into unconsciousness, still tired, and tried to say something but I would mumble out something else instead.

'She clobbered me' I muttered.

'Who? Who did? '

'She went to you'

'No one came to me. Who did this? Gosh where the hell is Vivian? '

'It was her' I said, falling over onto my side. I was trying to say everything, but my mouth wouldn't give it out.

'She wouldn't do this'

'Andrew'

'What about him? '

'He came back' I tried to open my sore eyes. The light seemed to stab at them.

'He did this? '

'NO VIVIAN DID IT, DAMN IT' I got that much out.

'Why? '

'She's with him' I said right before I shut down completely. I could hear everything she was saying, but my eyes were closed and all my body would let me do is grunt at her when she tried to get me to talk.

I woke up later to see Vivian sitting across from me on the hotel bed, looking as if she felt like a million bucks while I felt like I was in debt a million dollars. I saw Carrie sitting next to her with her legs crossed.

'What's she doing back? ' I asked, groaning at the same time.

'She's staying here too remember? Carrie said, trying to sound perky.

'Yes, but she should be at your house where she said she was going before she beat the shit out of me' I said, not knowing if it even made sense to them.

'Carrie why am I even here? ' Vivian asked.

'Just go' She sighed. I heard the door shut almost immediately after that.

'Do you feel like explaining your side of it to me now? '

I sat up and explained everything. How I was feeling, why I was feeling like that, and everything that happened. I was confused mostly about Tre though. Why do I not like him again but why am I falling in love with him faster than anyone in the world has fallen in love? It had to be a record of some sort. But I was hoping Vivian came to her senses about Andrew. It was scary. Very very scary.

'Tre already called' She informed me.

'Did he want me to call back? '

'Of course he did. And you're leaving tomorrow so you should call him'

'Maybe I should talk to him in person'

'Why? '

'The date was terrible last night. There was waking up next to him the night before that and I had us leave extremely early and I told him my past with Andrew'

'Go to him' Was all she said. I sighed and headed for the bathroom to get ready to leave. I put a ton of concealer on to cover my eye which wasn't black but was pretty red and the gash on the side of my face that had to be from one of her nails or her ring. I tried to make it look like I wasn't trying to hide it as much as possible. When I got finished, I went out and pulled some Doc Martins on, leaving Carrie sitting in the room.

I pulled up to his hotel to see his rental car was still there and parked next to 4 other really nice looking cars. It hurt to walk so I took the elevator created by the Gods. I got a couple looks, considering I looked like crap.

I headed down the hallway where his room was, watching my feet. I knew it was towards the end so I didn't bother looking up. Until a man ran into me, causing me to fall and him stumble backwards without hitting the floor.

'Ow, fuck' I swore, when I hit the ground, slightly curling up into a ball since I was still in pain.

'Shit, r'you okay? ' He hurried over. I shook my head, clutching my side. She had to have kicked me with my side hurting like that.

'You must be after Tre, huh? ' He asked. I looked up to see his blonde friend, this time not in a suit or tux but in street clothes. A white work shirt and jeans. I shook my head again as he helped me up off the ground.

'I heard about what happened. Sorry'

'Don't worry about it' I put a fake, nervous smile on.

'Here. He's in Billie's room, I'll walk you there' He started to help me.

'Thanks but I can do it myself. What room number? ' I said. His expressions changed with my response, which I was guessing he wasn't expecting.

'Uhh. 831. Sorry'

'No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so rude. Thanks for helping me though' I said, turning around and limping towards his door and Mike slowly walked towards the elevator. I knocked on the door and heard a few grumbles and footsteps coming. Followed by that, the door swung open to see James Bond boy, Billie Joe.

'Hey. Come in' He stepped aside and I walked in. When I walked in, Tre stood up off his position on the floor. It was a very nice motel room. I haven't seen a motel room like that before but I had no time to coo over the room.

'Hey Kristy. How you feeling? ' He asked, followed by Billie Joe's wife making an appearance in the kitchen and two little boys that were playing in their bedroom, ran out to see who was there. That's right. Bedroom. Told you the room was huge.

'I'm good. I needed to talk to you, but now I guess it can wait'

'You sure? '

'Positive'

'Okay. Well, you know I am Billie Joe. This is my wife Adrienne, and those are my two boys, Joey and Jakob. That big one is mine too. He's Jason. Had him when I was two. I am so proud of him' He said, pretending to cry.

'He was such a great dad growing up. But he FUCK YOU for never helping me with my homework, even when we were in the same class' The one called Jason said, rolling his eyes.

'Use that tone of voice with me again, mister and you're grounded'

'Yes Dad'

'Freaks' I laughed, as well as Adrienne.

'I live with this' She said.

I stayed there for a while, all of us just talking about random stuff. I seemed to talk to Adrienne the most, us being the only two women in the room while the guys talked about their stuff. No one mentioned my experience and the state I was in either. I was thankful for that.

'So, what was the first thing he said to you? ' Adrienne asked, as we started to talk about the man sitting across from us, without them hearing one word of what we were saying.

'He liked my dress'

'What did he say the morning after? '

'Something about him being sorry. We both felt disgusting'

'You know? That happened to Billie and I the first time we met. Look at us now'

'Yeah. Must be nice' I muttered.

'What? '

'Being so much in love with someone for so long even after those circumstances of feeling awkward after you just met'

'You don't think anything but "How is this even possible?" ' She said.

'I envy you for so much' I said, trying not to laugh. Too bad I did.

'What? ' She said, laughing too.

'I'm so corny'

'Oh no. Billie and I are the corny ones. His pick up line was something like "I love your hair", and I fell for it' She laughed. Damn. She was cool.

We had a good time talking to each other. I stayed there for a few more hours even. But then the time came that I needed to talk to Tre. When we all seemed to run out of things to talk about, Tre broke the silence and invited me to go get something to eat. We said our good byes and headed out to dinner.

We ended up just going to some local steak house. It was very packed in there, so he put a hood over his head to try to stay hidden, slightly, while I automatically pulled one on to hide my cut. When our food was ordered, I decided to jump straight to what I needed to say.

'I'm sorry for everything. It sucks that I'm leaving home tomorrow'

'Oh. Umm. We are going home a day after that. And nothing is anyone's fault' He took a sip of his drink.

'Well, Andrew-'

'Andrew is nothing to worry about' He cut me off. 'It's a thing of the past'

'Thank you' I sighed, playing with the straw in my daquirie, by just swirling it around. I was feeling. Actually. I wasn't sure what I was feeling. I looked up at him, and felt my stomach tie into a knot. Damn, he was fine. It was hard not to get a knot looking at him. I started to zone out on him, and felt embarressed when he noticed.

'I know. I'm sexy' He smiled. How many times do I have to say, DON'T SMILE?!

'I.. Shit. You caught me' I felt my face turn red in embarressment. I felt like a moron. But it made me smile. That's good.

After dinner, he dropped me off at my hotel and walked me to my room. How sweet. I was jumped on the elevator when he slipped his hand into mine as we stood there waiting for it to arrive to my floor.

'Thank you for dinner' I said, fidgiting with my card lock. According to the movie "Hitch" it means I want a kiss. I hoped he saw that movie.

'No problem' He smiled. Apparently he had seen the movie. He slowly moved towards me, both of us stuck a few inches away from each other. He stepped closer too, making me want to grab him and kiss me A. S. A. P. He paused at about a centimeter away. Both of our eyes were partly open and when our lips touched, our eyes closed shut. That was great. His lips were warm and when his tongue grazed past my lips to brush against my bottom lip, I felt like exploding. My lips slowly parted, welcoming it. His arms trailed around my waist, as well as mine. We slowly pulled apart and looked down at me.

'Call me tomorrow' He smiled.

'Okay' I had a huge, goofy grin. 'Bye'

I smiled the entire time I opened the door, and when I got into my room and sank down against the closed door.

Wow.