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anxiety worse. We talked about the show the previous night and he tried to talk
about my parents again. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of that, I told
him I wasn’t feeling good and that I’d been thinking about leaving and going to
use all night.
“So, are you going to be okay tonight, when you
leave for the show?” He looked concerned.
“I doubt it,” I told him, honestly. “I really don’t
want to start this shit all over again, but given the opportunity today; I
think I’d take it.”
“So what should we do?” he asked me.
“I think I should skip the show tonight. If I leave
here, I’m going to find something, and I’m probably not going to care what it
as.”
He nodded and said, “I’ll call them and let them
know you’re not going to make it tonight. I’m proud of you for coming to me
with this, Tristan; it shows real progress.”
I walked away from that meeting wanting to be as
apathetic about it as I was everything else. The hard truth was that it had
been so long since anyone had been proud of me for anything, I let it make me
feel good that he said it….just a little bit.
CHAPTER
TWELVE
ELLY
The first thing I realized when I got out of bed was
that I no longer had to look at the stupid picture of my dead boyfriend. I’d
taken it and put it in the drawer the night before when I got home, and I had
no desire to look at it again. One thing that I’d learned since being with
Tristan is that anyone can get off drugs if they want it badly enough.
Tristan was the most stubborn man I’d ever met. He
also came from an environment where drugs were the norm. He didn’t have any
support other than me, and to be honest, he really didn’t even know me well
enough yet to know if I was going to stick around. He was doing it, though.
He’d gone into rehab and he was following their rules and, I wouldn’t tell him
because it would probably just have pissed him off, but I was proud of him.
I also couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. Every
time I did, I got warm and tingly all over and my belly filled with
butterflies. It was just so…sweet. I laughed out loud when I had that thought.
If I told him that, a blood vessel would probably burst in his head. I wouldn’t
tell him, but that’s what it was.
I opened the door to the bathroom and was surprised
to see Susie standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I should’ve knocked.”
“Oh stop, you’ve seen me in my underwear before. I
got up late; I’m supposed to be at work in half an hour.”
“I’m not late, so you go ahead,” I told her. I sat
down on the side of the tub and said, “Did you see the show last night?”
Susie’s face brightened and she turned around
towards me and said, “I’m so glad you brought it up! I was afraid to say
anything. Oh my god, Elly ! You were fantastic! But
how….?”
I couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. “Thank
you. As far as the how…we just did it. I might not have a job after I get there
today.”
“Oh my god! You little rebel!”
I laughed, “I’m not a rebel, and you know that. I’ve
been agonizing over it all night. I know I shouldn’t have done it, but Tristan
said that he needed me….”
Susie sat down next to me and said, “I saw that kiss,
too.”
“Yeah….”
“It was so romantic. Did you guys plan that?”
“Oh heck no! Romance and Tristan are….polar
opposites, usually. It came out of nowhere and it’s another thing I’m turning
over and over in my brain. I’m wondering what it meant.”
“What did it feel like it meant?” She asked.
“It felt like…passion. Real, honest passion from the
heart.”
She raised her eyebrow. “It doesn’t usually feel
like that?”
I smiled, “No, it usually feels like lust…it was
definitely different.”
“Then you should talk to him about it.” She patted
my hand and then went back to the mirror.
“I was going to, last night. But he had to get
back….he had
anxiety worse. We talked about the show the previous night and he tried to talk
about my parents again. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of that, I told
him I wasn’t feeling good and that I’d been thinking about leaving and going to
use all night.
“So, are you going to be okay tonight, when you
leave for the show?” He looked concerned.
“I doubt it,” I told him, honestly. “I really don’t
want to start this shit all over again, but given the opportunity today; I
think I’d take it.”
“So what should we do?” he asked me.
“I think I should skip the show tonight. If I leave
here, I’m going to find something, and I’m probably not going to care what it
as.”
He nodded and said, “I’ll call them and let them
know you’re not going to make it tonight. I’m proud of you for coming to me
with this, Tristan; it shows real progress.”
I walked away from that meeting wanting to be as
apathetic about it as I was everything else. The hard truth was that it had
been so long since anyone had been proud of me for anything, I let it make me
feel good that he said it….just a little bit.
CHAPTER
TWELVE
ELLY
The first thing I realized when I got out of bed was
that I no longer had to look at the stupid picture of my dead boyfriend. I’d
taken it and put it in the drawer the night before when I got home, and I had
no desire to look at it again. One thing that I’d learned since being with
Tristan is that anyone can get off drugs if they want it badly enough.
Tristan was the most stubborn man I’d ever met. He
also came from an environment where drugs were the norm. He didn’t have any
support other than me, and to be honest, he really didn’t even know me well
enough yet to know if I was going to stick around. He was doing it, though.
He’d gone into rehab and he was following their rules and, I wouldn’t tell him
because it would probably just have pissed him off, but I was proud of him.
I also couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. Every
time I did, I got warm and tingly all over and my belly filled with
butterflies. It was just so…sweet. I laughed out loud when I had that thought.
If I told him that, a blood vessel would probably burst in his head. I wouldn’t
tell him, but that’s what it was.
I opened the door to the bathroom and was surprised
to see Susie standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I should’ve knocked.”
“Oh stop, you’ve seen me in my underwear before. I
got up late; I’m supposed to be at work in half an hour.”
“I’m not late, so you go ahead,” I told her. I sat
down on the side of the tub and said, “Did you see the show last night?”
Susie’s face brightened and she turned around
towards me and said, “I’m so glad you brought it up! I was afraid to say
anything. Oh my god, Elly ! You were fantastic! But
how….?”
I couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. “Thank
you. As far as the how…we just did it. I might not have a job after I get there
today.”
“Oh my god! You little rebel!”
I laughed, “I’m not a rebel, and you know that. I’ve
been agonizing over it all night. I know I shouldn’t have done it, but Tristan
said that he needed me….”
Susie sat down next to me and said, “I saw that kiss,
too.”
“Yeah….”
“It was so romantic. Did you guys plan that?”
“Oh heck no! Romance and Tristan are….polar
opposites, usually. It came out of nowhere and it’s another thing I’m turning
over and over in my brain. I’m wondering what it meant.”
“What did it feel like it meant?” She asked.
“It felt like…passion. Real, honest passion from the
heart.”
She raised her eyebrow. “It doesn’t usually feel
like that?”
I smiled, “No, it usually feels like lust…it was
definitely different.”
“Then you should talk to him about it.” She patted
my hand and then went back to the mirror.
“I was going to, last night. But he had to get
back….he had
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