and didn’t tell me!” I was seething, but until that minute didn’t realize how upset I was about that fact.
“You told me I should do it!” He shot back, gripping the edge of the table. “I asked you if there was any reason I shouldn’t and you said there wasn’t! Regretting that now?”
“She’s a fucking hag, that should be reason enough to run away. But, no. You decided to marry her. Then, you tell her why my marriage is falling apart and agree to stay away from my drama? Do you know how fucking laughable that is? My drama? Coming from the woman that threw a fit because you didn’t remember her shoe size? Why in the fuck would you tell her that shit? I told you because I trusted you!”
“Taylor and I never had that conversation, but you’d know that if you had stayed another five minutes. You ran away before I could explain.” I took a deep breath, still angry but not sure what to say. I felt like an ass because I knew he was telling me the truth. And it was just like Taylor to twist that around.
“That’s the woman you’re going to marry? One that blatantly lies? I doubt it’s the first time, but somehow you overlooked it and proposed anyway!”
“Is that really why you don’t want me to marry her, Jo? Because she lied?” He was seething now; I’d never seen him so angry with me. I knew what he was hinting at and realized that Taylor meant that both she and Matty knew how I felt.
“No! I don’t want you to marry her because I knew this would happen! She hates me,” I glared at him again, “and there is no way she is going to be happy until I’m out of your life forever. I’ve always told you everything, that’s what we do, and now I can’t tell you anything because you’ll run right back to her.”
“Bullshit. She talks to Billy, did you know that? I didn’t tell her anything about you or him. I told her I came home late last night because he was a fucking asshole and I couldn’t stand him. Which led to her defending him; we had a giant blow out.” He leaned back a little, sighing. “I didn’t propose to her, Jo. She went through my shit while I was with you and she found the ring.”
I didn’t know that the two of them talked. I felt like Will had crossed another line. But, Taylor’s search of Matty’s things was worse than that. “Seriously? What was she looking for?”
He shook his head. “I dunno. But she found the ring. I told her I wasn’t ready for her to have it yet, but that I’d ask her soon. She wore it to work today and when I got home, I asked her to not wear it in front of you. She isn’t like this all the time,” he defended. “You just bring out the worst in her.” He held up his hands at my hateful stare. “Ok. She’s a bitch. And fucking awful around you. I think she planned tonight.” He sighed.
“What do you mean?”
“After you left, I was going to grab my keys and follow you. But, both sets were gone. My bike keys were there, but the garage door opener had miraculously disappeared.” He shrugged, smirking. “I guess she didn’t realize that the side door is wide enough for a wheel-chair, so my bike can fit through. She knows now.” He gave a small laugh. “I almost, almost, wish I could have seen her face when I drove the bike out the door and took off. She’s gonna be rip shit that her plan didn’t work.” I laughed with him, wondering why he’d stay with someone like that. He reached forward, grabbing my hand. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for.” I squeeze his hand back. “I’m sorry your celebration was ruined.”
The lopsided grin appeared. “It wasn’t Jo. It’s been better than expected, actually.” I smiled back at him, the anger leaving me. The best thing about Matty was that he could be mad at me one second, and then laughing the next.
“Ok. We’ve talked about it. Can you tell me more about Rocker now?” He laughed, nodding.
*********
I don’t know how long we sat there,
“You told me I should do it!” He shot back, gripping the edge of the table. “I asked you if there was any reason I shouldn’t and you said there wasn’t! Regretting that now?”
“She’s a fucking hag, that should be reason enough to run away. But, no. You decided to marry her. Then, you tell her why my marriage is falling apart and agree to stay away from my drama? Do you know how fucking laughable that is? My drama? Coming from the woman that threw a fit because you didn’t remember her shoe size? Why in the fuck would you tell her that shit? I told you because I trusted you!”
“Taylor and I never had that conversation, but you’d know that if you had stayed another five minutes. You ran away before I could explain.” I took a deep breath, still angry but not sure what to say. I felt like an ass because I knew he was telling me the truth. And it was just like Taylor to twist that around.
“That’s the woman you’re going to marry? One that blatantly lies? I doubt it’s the first time, but somehow you overlooked it and proposed anyway!”
“Is that really why you don’t want me to marry her, Jo? Because she lied?” He was seething now; I’d never seen him so angry with me. I knew what he was hinting at and realized that Taylor meant that both she and Matty knew how I felt.
“No! I don’t want you to marry her because I knew this would happen! She hates me,” I glared at him again, “and there is no way she is going to be happy until I’m out of your life forever. I’ve always told you everything, that’s what we do, and now I can’t tell you anything because you’ll run right back to her.”
“Bullshit. She talks to Billy, did you know that? I didn’t tell her anything about you or him. I told her I came home late last night because he was a fucking asshole and I couldn’t stand him. Which led to her defending him; we had a giant blow out.” He leaned back a little, sighing. “I didn’t propose to her, Jo. She went through my shit while I was with you and she found the ring.”
I didn’t know that the two of them talked. I felt like Will had crossed another line. But, Taylor’s search of Matty’s things was worse than that. “Seriously? What was she looking for?”
He shook his head. “I dunno. But she found the ring. I told her I wasn’t ready for her to have it yet, but that I’d ask her soon. She wore it to work today and when I got home, I asked her to not wear it in front of you. She isn’t like this all the time,” he defended. “You just bring out the worst in her.” He held up his hands at my hateful stare. “Ok. She’s a bitch. And fucking awful around you. I think she planned tonight.” He sighed.
“What do you mean?”
“After you left, I was going to grab my keys and follow you. But, both sets were gone. My bike keys were there, but the garage door opener had miraculously disappeared.” He shrugged, smirking. “I guess she didn’t realize that the side door is wide enough for a wheel-chair, so my bike can fit through. She knows now.” He gave a small laugh. “I almost, almost, wish I could have seen her face when I drove the bike out the door and took off. She’s gonna be rip shit that her plan didn’t work.” I laughed with him, wondering why he’d stay with someone like that. He reached forward, grabbing my hand. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for.” I squeeze his hand back. “I’m sorry your celebration was ruined.”
The lopsided grin appeared. “It wasn’t Jo. It’s been better than expected, actually.” I smiled back at him, the anger leaving me. The best thing about Matty was that he could be mad at me one second, and then laughing the next.
“Ok. We’ve talked about it. Can you tell me more about Rocker now?” He laughed, nodding.
*********
I don’t know how long we sat there,
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