FruitKabob

FruitFiles
2001-11-25 05:06:50 (UTC)

Mirages

One thing I have learned about coming home to see
everyone again for the holidays is that things aren't
always what they seem.
Take Mary for example - I thought that we'd be raw still
from our last encounter that didn't turn out so well. I
admit, we still really haven't talked about it, but we
still got along a lot better than I expected, which was
nice.
Now take Greg. I was nervous about seeing him, mostly
because I was afraid things would be weird. They weren't.
We hung out like no time had passed, and both agreed that
it really didn't feel like it had. Things were wonderful.
Until tonight.
Not that I can say that something like this was
unpredicted - I knew I was reading far too into our reunion
and that it really didn't make the difference that I
thought it did. But I really still trusted him, you know?
Trusted that he still thought of my feelings as important,
trusted that he'd still realize that I was tender.
Maybe it was the hard lemonade talking. Maybe it was the
atmosphere, or maybe it was just her. I don't know. But
whatever happened between them, it left me sitting at the
other end of the room, watching one of *our movies all by
myself, as if two days ago didn't matter.
I couldn't stay there any longer. I grabbed my keys and
Kristi and left, mumbling something like, "if you want your
stuff come get it," to Greg, who by now had his arm around
her on the couch.
He followed, confused, I'm sure, out to my car. I
couldn't wait. I took his video camera out of my backseat,
placed it on the blacktop, and took off, leaving him in the
road to watch me peel out of the driveway.
My car phone rang a few moments later - my mom,
wondering what had happened seeing as how she thought I was
with Greg and he had just called her. So he did realize
that something was wrong. Heh, imagine that.
I won't get to resolve anything until tomorrow, I have a
feeling. He's probably still over there, or maybe she spent
the night at his house like she was planning, like she had
done before. I know there's no attraction there but he
still should have known I'm still sore, still tender in my
heart in that place he used to be.
Especially after Wednesday, I just can't fathom that he
thought this was okay, and in front of me too. I don't know
what I'm going to say to him after tonight. I'm totally
speechless.
Ha, I guess everything isn't what it seems after all.




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