Chapter 4: An Insufficient Gift
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"What's this for?" Emily says, as I hand her an oversized gift bag.
"Last week you said you still had the same beach bag from high school, so I thought it was time for a new one."
"Oh, it's an L.L. Bean! And what did you put in here?"
"What's a beach bag without towels and sunblock?"
"You got me a bathing suit, too?" she says, pulling a black bikini out of the bag.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
She twirls her long, black hair with two fingers, then slides it smoothly behind her ear. Her big eyes turn up to me with a flicker, and my knees go weak. She beams at me with the warm smile of a happy girl who knows she is truly loved, and I know right away that this was all I had to do; I just had to give her the attention she deserved. It's different now, I can feel it. Could it really have been this easy?
"I suppose you want me to model this for you," she says, holding the bikini against her torso.
"I thought you'd never ask."
I haven't checked her IMs in a couple of days. I don't much care what they say, anyhow.
I have forgiven Emily for whatever she did with Doug, if she did anything at all. I screwed up, but from now on I am going to give her so much love that she couldn't possibly want it from anyone else. Isn't that what monogamy is all about? Being with the person who treats you the best?
The phone rings, and my blood goes cold.
It's 7:30 at night. The only person who could be calling me at this hour is Emily, and she never calls for idle chit-chat. Maybe she's going out with him this weekend, and she's calling to make up an excuse for why she won't be able to see me. Maybe everything I did for her was not enough. Maybe Doug's expensive car and fancy clothes excite her in a way I never could. Maybe he makes her laugh louder than I do, impresses her more than I do, makes her lip quiver harder than I do when they are in bed together.
At last, I force myself to pick up the phone. "Did you call that landlord yet?" Mom says.
I burst out laughing. I've never been so glad to get bitched out in my life.
I fall asleep in front of the TV and awaken to the phone ringing at 9:30.
"I'm going to Renee's house. We're having girls' movie night," Emily says.
"I--"
"You've been calling to say goodnight lately, so I just wanted to let you know I was going over there."
"I'll just call your cell," I say, more to hear her reponse than anything else.
"We're gonna be watching a movie," she says. "Plus Renee's having some problems and she's probably gonna be pretty chatty. So..."
"I can't even call you to say goodnight?"
"What's the big deal?" she snaps.
Her tone sets my anger ablaze; my fist closes tightly around the receiver and my ears burn with rage. I know I shouldn't do this, but...
"The big deal is that you are pretty unfair to me sometimes. I bend over backwards for you and you don't even appreciate it!"
"I thanked you for the beach bag!" she shouts.
"This is about more than a stupid beach bag, Emily!"
"Whatever. I'm hanging up. I'll call you tomorrow."
This was a huge mistake. I should not have let my anger get in the way; now, things are more complicated than before.
"I'm sorry I yelled. I love you, Emily."
Click.
RedFoxx85: why does he want you to shave?
SugarKookie: he hates hair down there. I dunno why but it freaks him out, he won't go near it unless i shave
RedFoxx85: so hes holding out on you? maybe he found out about your crabs :-D
SugarKookie: stfu lol
RedFoxx85: maybe he likes the preteen look. if he starts talking like elmo, run
SugarKookie: seriously i dunno what to do, eric asked me to shave one time and i said no
RedFoxx85: ohhhh, so now hes gonna wonder why you did it
SugarKookie: well ya...
RedFoxx85: didn't he just get you a bikini
SugarKookie: o yea!!! ill just tell him i shaved so i could wear the bikini
SugarKookie: i already put it on for him but it wasnt on long ;-)
RedFoxx85: u r so evil lol
Next...Chapter 5: A Dyslexic Love Story
"What's this for?" Emily says, as I hand her an oversized gift bag.
"Last week you said you still had the same beach bag from high school, so I thought it was time for a new one."
"Oh, it's an L.L. Bean! And what did you put in here?"
"What's a beach bag without towels and sunblock?"
"You got me a bathing suit, too?" she says, pulling a black bikini out of the bag.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
She twirls her long, black hair with two fingers, then slides it smoothly behind her ear. Her big eyes turn up to me with a flicker, and my knees go weak. She beams at me with the warm smile of a happy girl who knows she is truly loved, and I know right away that this was all I had to do; I just had to give her the attention she deserved. It's different now, I can feel it. Could it really have been this easy?
"I suppose you want me to model this for you," she says, holding the bikini against her torso.
"I thought you'd never ask."
* * *
I haven't checked her IMs in a couple of days. I don't much care what they say, anyhow.
I have forgiven Emily for whatever she did with Doug, if she did anything at all. I screwed up, but from now on I am going to give her so much love that she couldn't possibly want it from anyone else. Isn't that what monogamy is all about? Being with the person who treats you the best?
The phone rings, and my blood goes cold.
It's 7:30 at night. The only person who could be calling me at this hour is Emily, and she never calls for idle chit-chat. Maybe she's going out with him this weekend, and she's calling to make up an excuse for why she won't be able to see me. Maybe everything I did for her was not enough. Maybe Doug's expensive car and fancy clothes excite her in a way I never could. Maybe he makes her laugh louder than I do, impresses her more than I do, makes her lip quiver harder than I do when they are in bed together.
At last, I force myself to pick up the phone. "Did you call that landlord yet?" Mom says.
I burst out laughing. I've never been so glad to get bitched out in my life.
I fall asleep in front of the TV and awaken to the phone ringing at 9:30.
"I'm going to Renee's house. We're having girls' movie night," Emily says.
"I--"
"You've been calling to say goodnight lately, so I just wanted to let you know I was going over there."
"I'll just call your cell," I say, more to hear her reponse than anything else.
"We're gonna be watching a movie," she says. "Plus Renee's having some problems and she's probably gonna be pretty chatty. So..."
"I can't even call you to say goodnight?"
"What's the big deal?" she snaps.
Her tone sets my anger ablaze; my fist closes tightly around the receiver and my ears burn with rage. I know I shouldn't do this, but...
"The big deal is that you are pretty unfair to me sometimes. I bend over backwards for you and you don't even appreciate it!"
"I thanked you for the beach bag!" she shouts.
"This is about more than a stupid beach bag, Emily!"
"Whatever. I'm hanging up. I'll call you tomorrow."
This was a huge mistake. I should not have let my anger get in the way; now, things are more complicated than before.
"I'm sorry I yelled. I love you, Emily."
Click.
* * *
RedFoxx85: why does he want you to shave?
SugarKookie: he hates hair down there. I dunno why but it freaks him out, he won't go near it unless i shave
RedFoxx85: so hes holding out on you? maybe he found out about your crabs :-D
SugarKookie: stfu lol
RedFoxx85: maybe he likes the preteen look. if he starts talking like elmo, run
SugarKookie: seriously i dunno what to do, eric asked me to shave one time and i said no
RedFoxx85: ohhhh, so now hes gonna wonder why you did it
SugarKookie: well ya...
RedFoxx85: didn't he just get you a bikini
SugarKookie: o yea!!! ill just tell him i shaved so i could wear the bikini
SugarKookie: i already put it on for him but it wasnt on long ;-)
RedFoxx85: u r so evil lol
Next...Chapter 5: A Dyslexic Love Story
