Continued from “Zero Gravity” (A to Z Challenge)
Hold Up, Wait A Minute (Tyler)
Her red-bottomed shoe whizzed past my head and I barely had time to duck.
Britney had great aim but her Louboutin bounced off the mirror behind me, leaving 7 years of bad luck in the room.
This wasn’t going to end well but I had to do it.
“What did she do to make you love her Tyler?”
I didn’t give a fuck that her neighbors could hear us. Over the past year, our loud arguments and her throwing shit…well, it was nothing new to them.
“Delaney didn’t do anything. You and I were never really “anything” for a long time now. You have to admit that.”
“Excuse me? You were crawling out of my bed last week! Since when does that qualify as “a long time”?
“Look, I’m sorry but…”
“You were just using me! You’re not fucking sorry about anything!”
“You and I were never exclusive, remember? That was the deal and you knew it. If you would just calm down and…”
I watched as Britney’s eyes grew wide. She started to nod as if she’d just discovered a secret.
Britney was 100% right but hell would freeze over before I admitted it out loud.
“I’m not afraid because I won’t be hiding anything from her,” I lied.
Of course, if I could sweep it all under the rug, that’s exactly what I would have done. But with Britney’s nastiness, I’d have no choice but to beat her to the punch and come clean the minute Delaney got back.
Through her anger, Britney started to howl with laughter. For a minute, I thought that she had gone insane.
“What a fucking idiot you are! I can’t stand the bitch but she isn’t stupid enough to think that a dog like you could actually change his ways.”
I had changed for the better.
Okay, no… I was in the process of changing for the better and it was all because of Delaney. With her gone, I’d quickly realized that she wasn’t just “The One” for me, she was that one person* in my life who saw the best in me, even when I didn’t deserve it.
Britney was wrong but there was no use in arguing with her.
“What makes you think that she doesn’t already know?” Britney continued laughing.
“She doesn’t but I will tell her. She’ll understand and forgive me – eventually,” I said, trying to convince myself.
“Well, good luck with that but you’ll be wasting your time. Believe me when I say that she already knows Tyler.” Britney smirked.
I replayed the last in-person conversation I had with Delaney before she’d left. It had been a little awkward on my part. But over the past weeks, I had noticed a change in the tone of her text responses and that I’d have to call her a few times before she’d pick up. Even then, she wouldn’t talk for long, saying that she was busy or on her way out.
“What did you do Britney?”
Britney smiled and kicked off her other shoe.
“I did what I had to. And if she really wanted you, she would have stayed to fight me for you.”
Now, I was seeing red.
“What. Did. You. Do?”
“Ask her yourself, that’s if she’ll talk to you. I’m done. Get out!”
“BRITNEY…” I exploded.
“Get the fuck OUT!”
Britney quickly picked up the other shoe and threw it at me with the agility of a ninja. This time, her aim was on point. Before I could duck, my forehead was branded with her red-bottomed rage.
I rushed to my car in a panic but then sat there for the longest time. Not knowing what Britney had done, there was only one thing to do.
I took a deep breath and dialed Delaney’s cell, half-hoping that she wouldn’t pick up. But instead of hearing her voice, I was greeted with an automated recording telling me that her line was no longer in service.
Next #TeaserTuesday June 28, 2016: Just Because (Alejandro)
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