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Beautiful Lie 02
"Why are you so nervous about giving that speech at the library?" dad asked mom as she was cleaning the kitchen.
"I just am. I've never been good at speaking in front of a huge crowd." she said, scrubbing hard on a cookie sheet.
"Are you afraid of how you look?"
"What's wrong with the way I look?" she asked, stopping her scrubbing and looking at him curiously.
"Nothing, it was just a question." dad said, trying to dig himself out of a hole.
"Why was that the first question you asked?"
"All right here's another first question. Are you so attractive and thin you're afraid to go up there?"
"So, what are you saying I'm fat and ugly?"
"I'm not going to win am I?" dad said in more of a statement than a question really.
"It's not looking good." she laughed in a victorious tone.
I walked in the room after hearing that their little scrap had died down. About an hour ago I got off the phone with Tommy. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and then bam; fast asleep.
"Mom, dad," I started, "can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure, sweetie," mom said, sitting down at the dining room table. I could see the concern on her face.
"Well, that boy called me and-"
Dad interrupted me, "Boy? What boy?"
"That adorable waiter that served us tonight." mom said.
"Um, he wants to hang out tomorrow-"
"Hang out? Hang out where?" dad interrupted me again.
"Would you shut up, Shawn?" mom said.
"At the mall tomorrow, but tomorrow is Saturday and it is going to be so busy."
"Is that all you're worried about?" mom asked tenderly.
"No," I said, "I feel like I'm cheating on Hunter."
"Oh, I see," she said. "Well, you're not."
"But mom it feels so wrong to be talking to him even." I whined.
"Hunter would want you to be happy, okay? He may not be here with you anymore, but I'm sure that if he was here and you weren't dating each other he'd tell you to make sure that you're happy." mom said. My eyes suddenly got watery and I blinked my eyes hard to stop myself from crying.
"He would say that," I sighed. "Thanks for reminding me mom." I stood up and hugged her.
"Zac listen to me. Everyone wants you to be happy. It would make Hunter happy if you found someone to love you as much as he did." mom gently said, squeezing me harder. That's all it took for the dam to burst; I had to cry.
"All right, I'll try to be happy." I said quietly.
She pulled away from me and walked back in the kitchen. Dad squeezed my shoulders and gave me a reassuring look. "Go get your shoes on and I'll take you to get some ice cream."
"No thanks, dad." I said. "I'm still full from dinner." That was a lie. A stupid one at that. I'm always hungry. They know that when I turn down food something is wrong.
I went back upstairs to my room and laid in bed. My mind said sleep, but my body wasn't agreeing. Hunter came to my thoughts again. I guess technically I'm not cheating on him, but if I've somewhat convinced myself of that then why do I still feel horrible? I decided to go to bed instead of lying down and feeling depressed.
I sat on a bench outside the mall entrance waiting for Tommy to arrive. My mom suggested that since I'm so nervous about meeting him I should arrive early so that I wouldn't have to walk up to him. Those "butterflies" in my stomach are working overtime right now. Just what in the hell am I doing here? Saturdays are usually filled with me watching movies and eating and more movies...
"Hi,"
His voice brought me back into the real world. I turned my head around and looked him in the eye. He looked even better without his uniform on. His hazel eyes really stand out in the sunlight. The curly brown hair even seemed to have more of a shine to it.
"Hey,"
"Tommy," he said, extending his hand.
I shook his hand. "Zac," Wow, we are hitting it off great!
"Want to grab some Chinese food? I am starving." he said.
"Sure," I replied.
We stood up and walked to the doors. He stepped in front of me and opened the door showing a cute smile. I suddenly stopped. That smile. Him opening the door. It reminded me of Hunter. Hunter would always do things for me like that. But for now I have to push Hunter out of my mind and focus on Tommy.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm just a bit tired is all sorry." I said.
"Nah, it's cool."
The Chinese place wasn't to busy for being a Saturday. After we finished ordering I offered to pay, but Tommy said that he'd be more than happy to pay. This brightened my mood knowing that he has a sense of honor so far. As we waited for our food neither of us were very talkative. But once we got our food to a table, well, that's when the talking began. Nothing to exciting about our chat. We just started to get to know each other. He learned about my favorite ice cream and movie while I learned about his hobbies and favorite TV show. Within an hour he fit a lot of my search criteria. I'm hoping that I fit a lot of his too.
"Tommy today has been so much fun, but I actually have to go. My mom said she'd pick me up at six." It's true, we have been sitting in the food court for sic hours eating and talking. Time flew by so fast.
"Oh, all right." he said sadly. "Want to hang out again sometime?"
A smile beamed on my face. "Yeah, I'd love to hang out again!"
He giggled at my excitement. He grabbed our food trays and threw away the trash. I stood up and followed him to the doors. Again, he opened the door for me which made me blush. We sat on the same bench we met at. Mom should be here any minute, but I'm kind of hoping she'll come late. I really like Tommy so far and I don't really want to leave.
"Do you need to use a phone?" Tommy asked.
"Nah," He had apparently forgotten that I already have one. Just then I saw my mom park in one of the empty spaces. She had shut the engine off and I noticed she started reading one of her books. "Well, my moms here. I should go."
"Okay, want me to call you tonight?" he asked modestly.
"Yeah, that'd be nice." I replied. He looked as though he wanted to do or say something. And of course he did, but this was something I really wasn't prepared for. When I felt his lips on mine my first thought was "wow." But then when reality sank in and I realized that this boy's lips were touching mine I felt mortified. I yanked myself away and ran to mom's Murano, jumping in and slamming the door.
"Honey what's wrong?" she asked worriedly.
"Did you not just see what happened?" I asked hysterically.
"No, I was reading my book. What-"
"Just take me home."
When I got home I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. I felt around in my pockets, but I couldn't find my cell phone.
"Damn it, I must have left it in the car." I said out loud. I hate when I talk to myself, but it feels good to do it sometimes. It's like I'm not really talking to myself, but I'm talking to Hunter too. I decided to just lie down and go to sleep figuring it could at least calm me down. "I'm sorry, Hunter. I'd never cheat on you." Tears started to fall from my eyes as I slowly drifted off into a deep sleep with the sound of raindrops on my window and the wind howling.
That night I had a very comforting dream. It was one I have never had before, and it was one I won't ever forget.
"Zac,"
"Hunter?"
"Yeah, it's me."
"But h-how?"
"You're dreaming, but I am very much real."
"I'm...I'm sorry about today. I won't ever let that happen again."
"No Zac, you don't have to be sorry. You aren't cheating on me. We can't be together anymore."
"How can you say that?"
"Come on, Zac, you know we can't for...obvious reasons."
"It wouldn't have to be like this if I would have just turned-"
"Stop right there. There was no way you could have avoided this. Please don't blame yourself for the accident. I don't blame you, but I do forgive you."
"You do?"
"Absolutely, and the kiss? Don't blame yourself for that either. You need to move on and look what you got right in front of you."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying Tommy,"
"But it hurts to let you go,"
"You don't have to let me go, but you have to let Tommy in. He is a great guy and I wouldn't want to see you with anyone else. Well, anyone else but me, but obviously that can't be." he chuckled.
"All right, I'll try, but can you help me?" I smiled at him.
"I'm sorry Zac, but this is something you must do on your own."
"Okay, I guess,"
"I love you, Zac, know that. Goodbye."
"I love you too."
Suddenly, I sat straight up and felt something inside of me. A warm sensation raged through my body. And I felt something else; nothing. There was no guilt. I no longer feel guilty after that dream. Or vision or whatever that was. Whatever it was I'm glad it happened and I'm glad Hunter forgives me. Now, there is only one thing left to do.
Nothing is forever. And the time comes when we all must say goodbye to the world we knew. Goodbye to everything we had taken for granted. Goodbye to those we thought would never abandon us. And when these changes finally do occur, when the familiar has departed, and the unfamiliar has taken its place, all any of us can really do is to say hello. And welcome.
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