Where Is Your Boy Tonight?, chapter 1
"So don't forget I know you better than anyone else ever will." Pete said firmly.
"No you don't!" I screamed. "You don't know me at all!"
He chuckled a little and said, "I can't believe you'd do this to me. After everything." He shook his head.
"It's what YOU did that's hurting you, Peter." I said, blaming him... But partly knowing it wasn't his fault.
"I don't know why you are saying this to me. I didn't do anything to hurt you.
I never have and I never will. And I'm sorry you don't want to believe that.
Any man who would want to hurt you is a moron."
Now I felt really bad. But I couldn't let him know that.
I had to use some excuse so I could be with Billie Joe. Who, at the time, I thought I was in love with. Or maybe that's just who I WANTED to be in love with.
"Maybe I should just go." he said finally.
"Yeah maybe you should." I said back.
He gave me one last look and was out the door.
I so badly wanted to call after him and say I was sorry and that Billie Joe meant nothing to me. But I was too ignorant and stupid. I wanted Billie Joe to be the one.
But in the end I wasn't sure who I was in love with. Or who was really in love with me.
I dropped to the floor and cried.
What was I supposed to do now? Just call Billie Joe and tell him we could be together now? No... I was too ashamed of the mistake I had just made by telling Pete I didn't love him... Because truly I did. But now it was too late to go back and say sorry... To late to tell him.
I would just have to start my new life with Billie Joe. But somehow this didn't sound like a good idea. If I stayed with Billie Joe, everything would be perfect.
Pete however, was another story. He was a pervert and he was always messy and never called when I told him to. What did I ever see in him? He wasn't someone I needed. Was he?
Well, he is funny... And he is attractive. And what he said was true... He did know me better than anyone else. He was my best friend. But what about all the negative sides I just listed?
Maybe that was why I loved him.
Because of his flaws.
Sure, when he wouldn't call I'd get upset, but I almost loved that about him.
I liked the challenge of worrying about him. Where he was, who he was with, if he still liked me.
Those traits were kinda charming.
But why? Billie Joe was faithful and never made me worry. So I guess I'll have to force myself to love him. I mean after all, he is absolutely everything that I wanted. Just one problem...
It's not all that easy to force yourself to love somebody.
"No you don't!" I screamed. "You don't know me at all!"
He chuckled a little and said, "I can't believe you'd do this to me. After everything." He shook his head.
"It's what YOU did that's hurting you, Peter." I said, blaming him... But partly knowing it wasn't his fault.
"I don't know why you are saying this to me. I didn't do anything to hurt you.
I never have and I never will. And I'm sorry you don't want to believe that.
Any man who would want to hurt you is a moron."
Now I felt really bad. But I couldn't let him know that.
I had to use some excuse so I could be with Billie Joe. Who, at the time, I thought I was in love with. Or maybe that's just who I WANTED to be in love with.
"Maybe I should just go." he said finally.
"Yeah maybe you should." I said back.
He gave me one last look and was out the door.
I so badly wanted to call after him and say I was sorry and that Billie Joe meant nothing to me. But I was too ignorant and stupid. I wanted Billie Joe to be the one.
But in the end I wasn't sure who I was in love with. Or who was really in love with me.
I dropped to the floor and cried.
What was I supposed to do now? Just call Billie Joe and tell him we could be together now? No... I was too ashamed of the mistake I had just made by telling Pete I didn't love him... Because truly I did. But now it was too late to go back and say sorry... To late to tell him.
I would just have to start my new life with Billie Joe. But somehow this didn't sound like a good idea. If I stayed with Billie Joe, everything would be perfect.
Pete however, was another story. He was a pervert and he was always messy and never called when I told him to. What did I ever see in him? He wasn't someone I needed. Was he?
Well, he is funny... And he is attractive. And what he said was true... He did know me better than anyone else. He was my best friend. But what about all the negative sides I just listed?
Maybe that was why I loved him.
Because of his flaws.
Sure, when he wouldn't call I'd get upset, but I almost loved that about him.
I liked the challenge of worrying about him. Where he was, who he was with, if he still liked me.
Those traits were kinda charming.
But why? Billie Joe was faithful and never made me worry. So I guess I'll have to force myself to love him. I mean after all, he is absolutely everything that I wanted. Just one problem...
It's not all that easy to force yourself to love somebody.
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