Sex! At Tre's House, chapter 7
Lyddy heads back into the scene and takes a deep breath. "I found the fucking memory, anyway, so hi, what's up?" Lyddy asks. "Yeah, so the story? Yeah, over the summer Claudia and me got some stuff straight and Randy was so busy with work that I was never caught. Good thing too. So school started and everything was great, Tre was starting to get a bit frustrated with me not coming out and telling Randy. He asked if I was afraid. I said no fucking way in hell! I'm afraid of nothing and nobody. The truth was I was fucking terrified out of my mind. I didn't know what would happen, what if Randy just went over the edge and like killed Tre. That would not be good. So I didn't know when I was going to do it but I need to do it soon. I wasn't sure and Tre kept trying to persuade me, but I'm not that easy to persuade. Around November of 2007 things really started falling apart. Randy was becoming very suspicious, he was going through my mail and he was looking at the calls on my phone. I changed Tre's name to Tracy. I told Randy that it was a friend from work. Surprisingly enough Randy believed me. Randy and me kind of stopped having sex. We still did but just not as much. I felt like I was cheating on Tre not the other way around. I know it's pretty fucked up but well, that's how I thought it was. Anyway, Randy and me have been fighting more than ever lately. He argues about everything with me. Everything I say he says the opposite. I guess cause he's not getting any he's pissy. I wasn't sure. Here, I'll take you back to our worst fight ever at that current time..." Lyddy said and she dissolves.
*November 29th 2007*
"What the fuck Randy? I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit!" I screamed.
"I'm sick of you coming home late from work all the time and me having to do everything around here!" Randy replied.
"I have a lot of fucking work to do!" I yelled. This wasn't true, I'd been seeing Tre an awful lot lately and I have been coming home late lately.
"Fuck Lyddy! It's like you don't even care anymore!" Randy replied.
"I do fucking care! I'm just really very busy right now!" I said.
"Bullshit! You're probably just sleeping around!" Randy said.
"No I'm not!" I replied.
"Bullshit!" Randy said.
"FUCK YOU!" I screamed and I grabbed my car keys and I walked out of the house. And where did I drive? Tre house of fucking course. It was nearly ten at night and I walked up to the door and I knocked.
Tre answered the door minutes later.
"Babe? What the hell are you doing here this time a night?" Tre asked.
Tre looked very good looking, he was in misfit boxers and a lollapalooza shirt. His hair looked a mess. He must have fell asleep on the couch; he looked like he just woke up.
"Randy and me just had a huge fight," I said. "Do you mind if I stay over here for the night?" I asked. "If it's too much trouble then I can go to my sisters," I said.
"No, no, no, it's fine. Really it's no problem come in and we can talk about it," Tre replied.
He welcomed me and he started up a pot of coffee he told me I could borrow some of his clothes to sleep in. I put on one of Tre's Green Day shirts and some boxers over my panties. They were a bit big, but it was all good. Tre got us some coffee and then we sat down on the couch. Tre had a blanket out so I guess he did fall asleep on the couch. He asked me what we fought about and I told him.
"He's a fucking dickhead," I said.
"Lyddy," Tre said.
"Yeah Tre?' I asked.
"Lyddy, I think you need to stop the lies. You need to tell him," Tre said.
"Tre, you know I can't," I said.
"Why? You said you're not afraid of anything," Tre said looking at me sternly. I knew I couldn't lie to Tre anymore.
"Tre, can I tell you something?" I asked.
"Anything as long as you're being honest."
"Tre, I'm fucking terrified to tell him," I said.
"I knew you were. Continue."
I told him how scared I was about telling Randy and that he might never forgive all the lies I told and my kids may never talk to me again. I was scared of everything. Tre understood and I was crying by the time I'm finished.
He held me in his arms and he rubbed my back. Telling me that it would be okay and that everything would clear up if I just tell him. Tre was such a sweet guy; I have no idea how he put up with a girl like me. I finally stopped crying. I said eventually that I would tell Randy. I didn't know when but I knew I had to do it soon or the shit's really going to hit the fan.
I fell asleep in Tre's arms that night.
The scene dissolves and current Lyddy returns yet again.
"Well, well, well, the dookie's gonna hit the fan now. Things just kept getting worse at home. Randy yelling the kid freaking out, Christmas was HELL. I spent like 4 days at Tre's saying that I needed to get away, and I said I took a brief vacation. I got to meet his family and everything it was great..." Lyddy says to you and ponders. "Well, I'll even show you, but. . . you'll have to wait till the next part," Lyddy says and smiles.
*November 29th 2007*
"What the fuck Randy? I'm so fucking sick of your bullshit!" I screamed.
"I'm sick of you coming home late from work all the time and me having to do everything around here!" Randy replied.
"I have a lot of fucking work to do!" I yelled. This wasn't true, I'd been seeing Tre an awful lot lately and I have been coming home late lately.
"Fuck Lyddy! It's like you don't even care anymore!" Randy replied.
"I do fucking care! I'm just really very busy right now!" I said.
"Bullshit! You're probably just sleeping around!" Randy said.
"No I'm not!" I replied.
"Bullshit!" Randy said.
"FUCK YOU!" I screamed and I grabbed my car keys and I walked out of the house. And where did I drive? Tre house of fucking course. It was nearly ten at night and I walked up to the door and I knocked.
Tre answered the door minutes later.
"Babe? What the hell are you doing here this time a night?" Tre asked.
Tre looked very good looking, he was in misfit boxers and a lollapalooza shirt. His hair looked a mess. He must have fell asleep on the couch; he looked like he just woke up.
"Randy and me just had a huge fight," I said. "Do you mind if I stay over here for the night?" I asked. "If it's too much trouble then I can go to my sisters," I said.
"No, no, no, it's fine. Really it's no problem come in and we can talk about it," Tre replied.
He welcomed me and he started up a pot of coffee he told me I could borrow some of his clothes to sleep in. I put on one of Tre's Green Day shirts and some boxers over my panties. They were a bit big, but it was all good. Tre got us some coffee and then we sat down on the couch. Tre had a blanket out so I guess he did fall asleep on the couch. He asked me what we fought about and I told him.
"He's a fucking dickhead," I said.
"Lyddy," Tre said.
"Yeah Tre?' I asked.
"Lyddy, I think you need to stop the lies. You need to tell him," Tre said.
"Tre, you know I can't," I said.
"Why? You said you're not afraid of anything," Tre said looking at me sternly. I knew I couldn't lie to Tre anymore.
"Tre, can I tell you something?" I asked.
"Anything as long as you're being honest."
"Tre, I'm fucking terrified to tell him," I said.
"I knew you were. Continue."
I told him how scared I was about telling Randy and that he might never forgive all the lies I told and my kids may never talk to me again. I was scared of everything. Tre understood and I was crying by the time I'm finished.
He held me in his arms and he rubbed my back. Telling me that it would be okay and that everything would clear up if I just tell him. Tre was such a sweet guy; I have no idea how he put up with a girl like me. I finally stopped crying. I said eventually that I would tell Randy. I didn't know when but I knew I had to do it soon or the shit's really going to hit the fan.
I fell asleep in Tre's arms that night.
The scene dissolves and current Lyddy returns yet again.
"Well, well, well, the dookie's gonna hit the fan now. Things just kept getting worse at home. Randy yelling the kid freaking out, Christmas was HELL. I spent like 4 days at Tre's saying that I needed to get away, and I said I took a brief vacation. I got to meet his family and everything it was great..." Lyddy says to you and ponders. "Well, I'll even show you, but. . . you'll have to wait till the next part," Lyddy says and smiles.
