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fear that I squash.
I sit across from him at lunch, not next to him though, and keep the conversation strictly on school. He keeps dropping hints that we could maybe go see a movie after, have a drink later. I finally have to tell him straight out that I have too much studying to do.
"So when you have the next paper done, just send it over. It is no trouble, I will look it over for you," he says once we're standing by my car and I'm about to leave two hours later. For all my earlier apprehension over meeting him, the time just flew by. And I don't know whether to be glad about that or cry.
"You're too nice," I say. "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."
Maybe those are the words I should've said to Scott, back in the beginning. Then he wouldn't feel like I was just using him all the time. Though maybe that wasn't ever the real problem between us. Maybe he just didn’t love me all that much.
"You are not," Leo says and I wish Scott were the one saying it.
I need to get home and take a nap. No, I need to stop thinking about Scott all the time.
"OK, I'd love your help then," I say. "I'll call you."
"Please do," he says, and kisses both my cheeks again. And this time I let myself enjoy it.
A hot and really smart guy is interested in me, and I can be happy about that. On paper Leo is perfect, even if the brush of his lips on my skin leaves me quite cold.
I couldn't sleep at the new apartment either. Too much light maybe, or just too many thoughts and memories. Mostly it was the idea that Gail was waiting for me at my mom’s apartment, and the urge to go there and check that kept me awake. But she would've called, and she wasn't.
I went up to the roof at four AM, tripped the fire alarm, then stood right at the edge, the wind gusting in my face, the street lights pin points in the street. The guard finally found me made me go down to some dingy room in the basement where I spent the next hour explaining I was actually supposed to be in the building.
I did finally fall asleep at dawn. I usually can, once it's light out.
But now it's like two in the afternoon and I have no idea what to do for the rest of the day. I'm actually a little happy when Mike calls at six, but I try hard to stifle it.
"Get ready," he says. "I'm picking you up at seven."
"Why?"
"Vlado wants to see you," Mike says and my heart skips a beat, or ten. I haven't actually seen Vlado since the day I met him, and I was seriously beginning to hope I never would. "And wear something other than your washed out jeans. Try to look presentable."
"What does he want from me?"
"Just be ready at seven," Mike says, and I can hear him smiling.
"Just tell me," I counter.
"You'll find out soon enough," he says and hangs up.
I don't call him back, because with the sick way he's all attached to me, I'm probably gonna be OK. Or not, whatever.
My other phone is ringing again while I'm in the shower and I get out, all soapy, because it might be Gail. It's a strange number though. I almost don't pick up, since it might be Derek, and I'm not ready to talk to him yet. Might never be. If any member of my family had listened to me when I was telling them what a sick bastard Mike was, none of this would be happening right now. And I'm not sure I'll ever forgive them. I pick up anyway, since I can always just hang up if it is Derek. Besides, he hasn't called since I visited him in the hospital, and neither has my dad. Which leads me to believe they don't even know Mike's out.
"Scott? This is Dr. Kraus, your brother's doctor at the—" a woman's voice says, and I can just see her squinting.
"Yeah, I remember you. What do you want?" I interrupt.
"I've been trying to reach you," she says, which maybe she has. I haven't been picking up any calls on this phone. "I wanted to warn you, now that your brother is out."
"He's been out for weeks, what took you so long?" I interrupt her again.
"Me calling falls outside the sphere of regulations and normal
I sit across from him at lunch, not next to him though, and keep the conversation strictly on school. He keeps dropping hints that we could maybe go see a movie after, have a drink later. I finally have to tell him straight out that I have too much studying to do.
"So when you have the next paper done, just send it over. It is no trouble, I will look it over for you," he says once we're standing by my car and I'm about to leave two hours later. For all my earlier apprehension over meeting him, the time just flew by. And I don't know whether to be glad about that or cry.
"You're too nice," I say. "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."
Maybe those are the words I should've said to Scott, back in the beginning. Then he wouldn't feel like I was just using him all the time. Though maybe that wasn't ever the real problem between us. Maybe he just didn’t love me all that much.
"You are not," Leo says and I wish Scott were the one saying it.
I need to get home and take a nap. No, I need to stop thinking about Scott all the time.
"OK, I'd love your help then," I say. "I'll call you."
"Please do," he says, and kisses both my cheeks again. And this time I let myself enjoy it.
A hot and really smart guy is interested in me, and I can be happy about that. On paper Leo is perfect, even if the brush of his lips on my skin leaves me quite cold.
I couldn't sleep at the new apartment either. Too much light maybe, or just too many thoughts and memories. Mostly it was the idea that Gail was waiting for me at my mom’s apartment, and the urge to go there and check that kept me awake. But she would've called, and she wasn't.
I went up to the roof at four AM, tripped the fire alarm, then stood right at the edge, the wind gusting in my face, the street lights pin points in the street. The guard finally found me made me go down to some dingy room in the basement where I spent the next hour explaining I was actually supposed to be in the building.
I did finally fall asleep at dawn. I usually can, once it's light out.
But now it's like two in the afternoon and I have no idea what to do for the rest of the day. I'm actually a little happy when Mike calls at six, but I try hard to stifle it.
"Get ready," he says. "I'm picking you up at seven."
"Why?"
"Vlado wants to see you," Mike says and my heart skips a beat, or ten. I haven't actually seen Vlado since the day I met him, and I was seriously beginning to hope I never would. "And wear something other than your washed out jeans. Try to look presentable."
"What does he want from me?"
"Just be ready at seven," Mike says, and I can hear him smiling.
"Just tell me," I counter.
"You'll find out soon enough," he says and hangs up.
I don't call him back, because with the sick way he's all attached to me, I'm probably gonna be OK. Or not, whatever.
My other phone is ringing again while I'm in the shower and I get out, all soapy, because it might be Gail. It's a strange number though. I almost don't pick up, since it might be Derek, and I'm not ready to talk to him yet. Might never be. If any member of my family had listened to me when I was telling them what a sick bastard Mike was, none of this would be happening right now. And I'm not sure I'll ever forgive them. I pick up anyway, since I can always just hang up if it is Derek. Besides, he hasn't called since I visited him in the hospital, and neither has my dad. Which leads me to believe they don't even know Mike's out.
"Scott? This is Dr. Kraus, your brother's doctor at the—" a woman's voice says, and I can just see her squinting.
"Yeah, I remember you. What do you want?" I interrupt.
"I've been trying to reach you," she says, which maybe she has. I haven't been picking up any calls on this phone. "I wanted to warn you, now that your brother is out."
"He's been out for weeks, what took you so long?" I interrupt her again.
"Me calling falls outside the sphere of regulations and normal
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