“Funny How Things Work Out”
I have done a great job of avoiding John because I am still pretty pissed off at him for tricking me like he did. It should have been my decision as to whether I wanted to watch him fight and he took that trust away from me. He has called me every day for a week straight and I finally just turned my cell phone off hoping he takes a hint. When I am ready I will talk to him but not before then.
As I pull into the parking lot of my apartment complex I see Johns truck. Well I guess I am not going to get out of seeing him so I better put on my big girl panties and deal with it now. I walk past his truck and it is empty so maybe he and Tom are out somewhere. The door opens before I put my key in the lock and John is standing there looking me. His face is still swollen from his fight and somehow he’s still handsome. His right eye is puffy and a little greenish yellow now from the healing bruise. There is a bump on his nose from where he was punched. I am torn now and know that this is why I didn’t take his calls or want to see him because I would get all these confusing feelings. He gives me a big grin and leans in and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
“Hi Annie.” I start to open my mouth but he stops me before I can lay into him. “What I did was wrong I know I should have asked you first. I’m a guy you know and I wanted you to see how much I love this sport. It was a stupid thing to do.” We are still standing in the doorway and he pulls me inside and closes the door. Siting on the dining room table is a big bouquet of white Gerber daisies my favorite flower. Well this just got harder.
I walk over and run my fingers over the soft petals and he follows me waiting for me to respond. I sit down and he kneels in front of me taking me by the hands. This feels familiar. “Annie please say something.” I open my mouth and close it again. What am I supposed to say? Stop beating people up for fun and sport! He is looking at me with those big blue eyes and I feel my resolve melting away. I reach out and gently touch his bruises caressing each swollen area. He holds still while I explore his wounds.
“Is this what usually happens when you fight?” He shakes his hand. “Did you get distracted by me being there?” He smiles at me. “Yeah. I have never been distracted like that before.” I don’t know what to say now. I feel a tug in my stomach a good one this time and I feel that I have to give him another chance. I touch his face again and smile. “John, if you ever pull a stunt like that again I will beat the shit out of you myself. I cannot I repeat cannot watch you fight. Ever. Again. If you can deal with that I will go out with you again.”
He grins at me and I smile back at him. He leans in and kisses me deeply. Yup I feel it in my toes. He can definitely kiss. “I was hoping you would give me another chance so I made reservations at The Park for us tonight at 7 so what do you think?” I raise my eyebrows at him. “So you were pretty confident that I would give you another chance?” He laughs, “I was hopeful that’s all. Now we have about an hour before we need to be there so freshen up and I will wait here.”
I get up and walk towards my bedroom and then it hits me. “How did you get in here?” “Tom let me in and said I could wait here for you. I’ve only been waiting for an hour or so.” I find this kind of odd but say nothing. When I get to my bedroom I close my door and call Tom. He picks up on the second ring. “Hey Annie, what’s up?” I give him a little bit of attitude. “Hey yourself. Did you let John in here by himself to wait for me?” “Oh umm yeah are you mad at me? He just seemed really upset and wanted to tell you he was sorry. He is a good guy Annie. What he did was stupid and he knows that. You should at least give him one more chance.”
I laugh. “Ok, ok Tom. I have already told him one more chance and we are actually headed to dinner as soon as I change. I just wanted to call and make sure you had let him in.” I hang up and start getting ready. The Park is a really nice restaurant right on the river so I pick a purple flowing shirt and a cute jean skirt to match with a pair of my best heels. I throw my curly hair up into a messy bun and freshen up my makeup. The results look good. I smile and walk back out into the living room. “Wow! Annie you look incredible.” I blush and smile shyly. “Thanks John.”
Dinner is nice and everything seems to be going well. The conversation is flowing and he talks about everything and anything and I am finally relaxing with him. I don’t feel as mad at him as I did before. The waiter brings the check and John looks over the bill. I offer to split the bill and he just gives me this look that says no way so I excuse myself to use the restroom.
I am only in the restroom for a minute when I hear yelling and what sounds like a crash. My first thought goes to John. I run out to our table and John and the waiter are actually throwing punches. What the hell is going on? “John!! Stop it! What are you doing?” He ignores me. I try to step in and pull them apart and they crash into me sending me to the ground where I land on my bottom. I am now officially pissed off. I get up and grab a pitcher of water and throw the water on him. That seems to get his attention. He is dripping water and looking at me like he is seeing me for the first time. “Annie. Let me explain.”
He starts to come toward me and I put my hand out. “Don’t! Don’t you dare come near me!” I grab my purse and run out of the restaurant hot tears streaming down my face. I can hear him calling after me but I don’t stop. I call Sara and she meets me 10 minutes later. I open the door and she stares at me with her mouth hanging open. “Annie what happened in there? John called Tom and said you made this big scene and ran out of the restaurant.” Now it is my turn to gap her with my mouth open. “You’ve got to be kidding me. He got into a fist fight with the damn waiter! I must have an idiot magnet to be attracting these jackasses! It cannot be this hard to meet a decent guy can it?” I can feel the tears again and angrily rub them away. I am not crying over a man ever again.
Sara grabs me and gives me a big hug. “I know sweetie I’m sorry.” She pushes me back and holds me by the shoulders giving me a big crocodile smile. Oh boy I know that look. “I have a wonderful idea. Let’s get away this weekend. There is a new club opening in South Florida called Boca Beach and it is supposed to be crazy! Just us girls no boys allowed. What do you think? We can stay at my aunt’s condo right on the beach.” I smile at her and nod my head. She always knows how to make me feel better. “Is it Friday yet?” We both laugh and head home. I now have something fun to look forward to. No pressure, no dates, just the girls hanging out and having fun.
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