CHAPTER 26
Morning came way too soon and it took me a minute to figure out where I was. It’s always weird for me to wake up somewhere different from where I’m normally used to waking up, because I didn’t have a fan going, I didn’t have enough blankets on the bed, the stereo wasn’t on, nor was there a nature machine going. I turned over to find that Kelli wasn’t there. Hmmm. Where could she be? I started looking for my phone hoping that Jared had texted me, but I couldn’t find it. I also knew that he probably hadn’t so I didn’t need to get my hopes up. I found my phone! I was right, he didn’t text or call. Tears filled my eyes again, but I wasn’t going to let them effect my day today. I walked out of the guest room and into my room to my bathroom and turned the shower on. Nothing can calm me down better and make me feel better about myself than a nice shower!
After getting dried off, I was thinking about what I wanted to wear, but then remembered what the fuck Dawson did last night and wanted to torment him a little bit. I knew that he was a sucker for nice smelling cologne, so I sprayed some of my Tommy Baja cologne on and picked up a pair of pajama pants. I would go commando for the time being, and no shirt! This should make him stare for a while!
When I got to the top of the stairs, I could smell breakfast in the kitchen. It was 11:30 a.m., the PERFECT time to make breakfast! As I appeared in the kitchen, Kelli met me with another hug, this time, I think she was grinding into me a little more than normal. Then I saw Dawson. Yep, he had been staring at me! Since Christmas, I had been hitting the gym about 3 to 6 times a week and it was DEFINITELY showing. All of that hard work was paid off the minute I caught Dawson staring at me with his jaw dropped.
“What’s on the menu, Kelli?” I asked.
“Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, biscuits and gravy, and grape juice!” She announced.
YUM!
The three of us sat down at the kitchen bar, ate our breakfast, went back for seconds, and moaned at how miserable we were. When putting my plate in the sink, I noticed the snow for the first time. HOLY SHIT! There was a 7-foot snow drift outside the kitchen window and you couldn’t even see Kelli’s sports car in the circle drive. In fact, you could barely see Dawson’s Volvo SUV behind hers too. This was incredible. I had never seen the snow that bad, and instantly knew that there was no way that we would have school for at least a week! I guess I had been standing at the sink a little longer than I had anticipated, because when I turned around, Dawson was the only one left in the kitchen. Kelli had left. Grrr…
I didn’t really want to talk to Dawson, but I knew that I had to just get it out of the way. It was like ripping a Band Aid off of a hair leg, it hurts to do, but you don’t want the pain to last a long time, so ripping it off faster is the only option.
“Man,” he started. “I really have no idea what to say, or to even think. I am so sorry that I am the one that has caused this to happen between you. I can’t imagine how mad you are at me right now. Hell, you probably might even hate me a little. I wish that there was something that I could do to fix all of this, but that’s the part that kills me the most. I know that there is nothing I can do, Lane. I am so sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?”
I stared at him for a minute and his eyes began watering up.
“Don’t cry,” I said sternly.
He kind of jerked his head about not sure how to take that. He wasn’t sure if I was kidding with him or really meant to sound that pissed. I meant it!
“You’re right, you shouldn’t say anything in this matter, and in fact, you shouldn’t even say anything at all right at the moment. You’re right, I am INCREDIBLY pissed the fuck off at you right now, like, I want to fucking punch you in the damn jaw. You also know how I feel about the word hate and that I don’t hate hardly anybody, but trust me, this is the CLOSEST I have EVER come to hating somebody that really has meant so much to me for so long.” I said.
Dawson continued looking directly at me. I was proud of him for not breaking eye contact.
“And let me say this,” I continued. “If you ever thought that anything could have ever happened between us in the future, that fucking airplane has left the runway and won’t be returning. Ever.”
“If you want to punch me you can. I deserve it.” He said.
“You’re right, you deserve it, but I’m not going to punch somebody after they’ve given me permission to, that’s just fucked,” I replied.
I walked towards him and he was taking baby steps backward, I wasn’t sure if he was afraid that I might recant that last statement and hit him or what, but I got closer to him and just hugged him. He was my best fucking friend in the world and there was no way that I could ever stay mad at him for a long period of time. Yes, I was still upset that this was going on, but knew that Dawson had always been there for me and would remain there for me in the future and I did love him. Like a brother, not like a boyfriend. Yet
Morning came way too soon and it took me a minute to figure out where I was. It’s always weird for me to wake up somewhere different from where I’m normally used to waking up, because I didn’t have a fan going, I didn’t have enough blankets on the bed, the stereo wasn’t on, nor was there a nature machine going. I turned over to find that Kelli wasn’t there. Hmmm. Where could she be? I started looking for my phone hoping that Jared had texted me, but I couldn’t find it. I also knew that he probably hadn’t so I didn’t need to get my hopes up. I found my phone! I was right, he didn’t text or call. Tears filled my eyes again, but I wasn’t going to let them effect my day today. I walked out of the guest room and into my room to my bathroom and turned the shower on. Nothing can calm me down better and make me feel better about myself than a nice shower!
After getting dried off, I was thinking about what I wanted to wear, but then remembered what the fuck Dawson did last night and wanted to torment him a little bit. I knew that he was a sucker for nice smelling cologne, so I sprayed some of my Tommy Baja cologne on and picked up a pair of pajama pants. I would go commando for the time being, and no shirt! This should make him stare for a while!
When I got to the top of the stairs, I could smell breakfast in the kitchen. It was 11:30 a.m., the PERFECT time to make breakfast! As I appeared in the kitchen, Kelli met me with another hug, this time, I think she was grinding into me a little more than normal. Then I saw Dawson. Yep, he had been staring at me! Since Christmas, I had been hitting the gym about 3 to 6 times a week and it was DEFINITELY showing. All of that hard work was paid off the minute I caught Dawson staring at me with his jaw dropped.
“What’s on the menu, Kelli?” I asked.
“Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, biscuits and gravy, and grape juice!” She announced.
YUM!
The three of us sat down at the kitchen bar, ate our breakfast, went back for seconds, and moaned at how miserable we were. When putting my plate in the sink, I noticed the snow for the first time. HOLY SHIT! There was a 7-foot snow drift outside the kitchen window and you couldn’t even see Kelli’s sports car in the circle drive. In fact, you could barely see Dawson’s Volvo SUV behind hers too. This was incredible. I had never seen the snow that bad, and instantly knew that there was no way that we would have school for at least a week! I guess I had been standing at the sink a little longer than I had anticipated, because when I turned around, Dawson was the only one left in the kitchen. Kelli had left. Grrr…
I didn’t really want to talk to Dawson, but I knew that I had to just get it out of the way. It was like ripping a Band Aid off of a hair leg, it hurts to do, but you don’t want the pain to last a long time, so ripping it off faster is the only option.
“Man,” he started. “I really have no idea what to say, or to even think. I am so sorry that I am the one that has caused this to happen between you. I can’t imagine how mad you are at me right now. Hell, you probably might even hate me a little. I wish that there was something that I could do to fix all of this, but that’s the part that kills me the most. I know that there is nothing I can do, Lane. I am so sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?”
I stared at him for a minute and his eyes began watering up.
“Don’t cry,” I said sternly.
He kind of jerked his head about not sure how to take that. He wasn’t sure if I was kidding with him or really meant to sound that pissed. I meant it!
“You’re right, you shouldn’t say anything in this matter, and in fact, you shouldn’t even say anything at all right at the moment. You’re right, I am INCREDIBLY pissed the fuck off at you right now, like, I want to fucking punch you in the damn jaw. You also know how I feel about the word hate and that I don’t hate hardly anybody, but trust me, this is the CLOSEST I have EVER come to hating somebody that really has meant so much to me for so long.” I said.
Dawson continued looking directly at me. I was proud of him for not breaking eye contact.
“And let me say this,” I continued. “If you ever thought that anything could have ever happened between us in the future, that fucking airplane has left the runway and won’t be returning. Ever.”
“If you want to punch me you can. I deserve it.” He said.
“You’re right, you deserve it, but I’m not going to punch somebody after they’ve given me permission to, that’s just fucked,” I replied.
I walked towards him and he was taking baby steps backward, I wasn’t sure if he was afraid that I might recant that last statement and hit him or what, but I got closer to him and just hugged him. He was my best fucking friend in the world and there was no way that I could ever stay mad at him for a long period of time. Yes, I was still upset that this was going on, but knew that Dawson had always been there for me and would remain there for me in the future and I did love him. Like a brother, not like a boyfriend. Yet
That young doctor? 
can't wait to see what happens next !!