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orientation. He deserves to hear it, and he certainly deserves to look down at those shoes with the most pathetic face I’ve ever seen a man make.
Part of it is my fault. I led this poor guy on, and I’ll fully fess up to that. It was months ago when we went out just the two of us. Eva, after meeting him at one of the department outings, decided she would spend all night listing off reasons why I should try giving this guy a shot. I, of course, wanted nothing to do with it. But six shots later and I was in the passenger seat of his Mustang as it cruised down to the beach.
I could have stopped it there, but I didn’t have the nerve to do it. This guy was supposed to be my coworker, and I didn’t want to rock the boat. He went in for a kiss as soon as we were in park. And by the time the headlights were turned off, his hand was properly shoved down my shirt, grabbing for whatever it could find.
And still, I didn’t say no. Blame it on the alcohol or just the full-on desire for a warm body post- massive break up, but I let him have it right there in the backseat of his car. It was fast -- over in less than five minutes, and he sure didn’t bother asking me what I liked or wanted. As soon as my panties were off, he was in, out, done, and over. As for me, I laid there completely disgusted at myself for just letting that go.
The months after, I would still be paying for letting him get into my pants like that. Word about us sleeping together got around quick, and it became this thing I couldn’t avoid anymore. It was Jamie and Dani now, the lovebirds of the department’s training. When Nate started calling us “JDamn.” I had had enough. I walked over to Jamie as he headed back to his car and told him to knock the shit off. There was nothing between us, and what had happened was a one-time mistake. Emphasis on the mistake part.
But standing here in this parking lot, watching him shiver away back towards the hospital clearly told me that this isn’t over for him. He is still jonesing for me like the day we went all the way in his car. Still, if today weren’t the perfect day to put him in his place and knock him down from his alternative view of reality, I don’t know what would be. When he got in with my mom and played home nurse with his patient? Heck no. This ends now.
He walks slowly back towards the roundabout of the hospital and slips into the back of a waiting yellow tax. Behind me, my mom, mortified at the scene I just caused, clutches her necklace as she calls out to me, “Danielle! Don’t talk to Jamie that way. That man has been nothing but kind to you and to me throughout this whole ordeal!”
“He’s been kind? He’s done nothing but get you coffee and pastries so he could practically stalk me, Mom! Don’t you see that? I turned him down once and he didn’t get it. He has no right to be trying to get in now while I’m vulnerable.”
She walks towards me with a voice as low as moving thunder. “I don’t understand you, Danielle. Anyone else would be appreciative, even if that person weren’t exactly our motorcycle hero dressed in all black. Did I treat you to be this cruel?”
“No, Mom. You didn’t raise me anyway. I just picked this up on my own.” There I go again. I am just jonesing to have it out with just about everyone today.
“Danielle Marie Stansville…I will not have it. I will NOT. I am your mother, and I am offering you a place to stay. If you don’t want to take it, you can drive yourself to the Piedmont Hotel. That’s where your insurance is giving you a voucher to stay.”
I don’t flinch when she finished. I don’t even make a sound. I just stand there waiting for her to give me the rest of the information. Eventually, she pulls out a piece of paper and scrolls down a few names and numbers from her phone.
Her hand shakes as she hands it to me. At the top is the address to the hotel. I commit it to memory before
Part of it is my fault. I led this poor guy on, and I’ll fully fess up to that. It was months ago when we went out just the two of us. Eva, after meeting him at one of the department outings, decided she would spend all night listing off reasons why I should try giving this guy a shot. I, of course, wanted nothing to do with it. But six shots later and I was in the passenger seat of his Mustang as it cruised down to the beach.
I could have stopped it there, but I didn’t have the nerve to do it. This guy was supposed to be my coworker, and I didn’t want to rock the boat. He went in for a kiss as soon as we were in park. And by the time the headlights were turned off, his hand was properly shoved down my shirt, grabbing for whatever it could find.
And still, I didn’t say no. Blame it on the alcohol or just the full-on desire for a warm body post- massive break up, but I let him have it right there in the backseat of his car. It was fast -- over in less than five minutes, and he sure didn’t bother asking me what I liked or wanted. As soon as my panties were off, he was in, out, done, and over. As for me, I laid there completely disgusted at myself for just letting that go.
The months after, I would still be paying for letting him get into my pants like that. Word about us sleeping together got around quick, and it became this thing I couldn’t avoid anymore. It was Jamie and Dani now, the lovebirds of the department’s training. When Nate started calling us “JDamn.” I had had enough. I walked over to Jamie as he headed back to his car and told him to knock the shit off. There was nothing between us, and what had happened was a one-time mistake. Emphasis on the mistake part.
But standing here in this parking lot, watching him shiver away back towards the hospital clearly told me that this isn’t over for him. He is still jonesing for me like the day we went all the way in his car. Still, if today weren’t the perfect day to put him in his place and knock him down from his alternative view of reality, I don’t know what would be. When he got in with my mom and played home nurse with his patient? Heck no. This ends now.
He walks slowly back towards the roundabout of the hospital and slips into the back of a waiting yellow tax. Behind me, my mom, mortified at the scene I just caused, clutches her necklace as she calls out to me, “Danielle! Don’t talk to Jamie that way. That man has been nothing but kind to you and to me throughout this whole ordeal!”
“He’s been kind? He’s done nothing but get you coffee and pastries so he could practically stalk me, Mom! Don’t you see that? I turned him down once and he didn’t get it. He has no right to be trying to get in now while I’m vulnerable.”
She walks towards me with a voice as low as moving thunder. “I don’t understand you, Danielle. Anyone else would be appreciative, even if that person weren’t exactly our motorcycle hero dressed in all black. Did I treat you to be this cruel?”
“No, Mom. You didn’t raise me anyway. I just picked this up on my own.” There I go again. I am just jonesing to have it out with just about everyone today.
“Danielle Marie Stansville…I will not have it. I will NOT. I am your mother, and I am offering you a place to stay. If you don’t want to take it, you can drive yourself to the Piedmont Hotel. That’s where your insurance is giving you a voucher to stay.”
I don’t flinch when she finished. I don’t even make a sound. I just stand there waiting for her to give me the rest of the information. Eventually, she pulls out a piece of paper and scrolls down a few names and numbers from her phone.
Her hand shakes as she hands it to me. At the top is the address to the hotel. I commit it to memory before
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