Chapter Four: The Added PressureA Chapter by The old meChapter Four: The Added Pressure I’m alone lying in bed. It’s just a typical Thursday night. I have nothing to do tonight. My phone goes off. Call from Alice. I read it and feel a sense of dread, but I answer anyways. “Hi” “What’s up? Charlie” “Nothing much, I’m just laying down relaxing, you?” “I have amazing news to tell you” There is that dread feeling again. “What is it?” “I really don’t know if I should tell you, I don’t want to upset you” “You can’t, its fine.” I beautifully lie through my straight white teeth. “So you know that guy I was telling you about earlier?” “Yeah” Of course I remember that a*****e, how could I forget the guy who is going to be with my best friend and love of my life. “Well tomorrow I’m going over to his house and we are going to smoke some Jays.” “Sounds nice” I lie again. “Yeah, and he kind of told me, he liked me. So tomorrow maybe that day I have been waiting for.” “That’s great” I lie once again. “You’re lying” Damn. She finally caught on, she knows me too well sometimes. “Well it’s not like I’m jumping for joy, but I do support your decision. But in the end it doesn’t matter what I think anyways.” “But I really do care what you think” “Doesn’t matter what I think, it’s your life and your happiness. So the only thoughts that matter are yours.” “Don’t be like that.” “I’m not being like that. I just don’t want you to be hurt” “I know what I’m doing.” “As long as you do, it’s fine then. I trust your judgment. I just hope you know that it will really make you happy.” “Hey, you should just be happy for me, all my other friends were like ‘You go girl’” “Fine, I’ll be supportive. You bang him; you bang the living hell out of him.” “I love your humor; I’m not going to f**k him.” “I know.” “He is not the guy I would want to lose my virginity too.” “Then why go with him?” “I need to release all of these sexual feelings, and then I’ll have a clear mind. I’ll be able to choose someone to settle down with.” “I guess that works then.” More dread hits my mind. What if she’s talking about me? That if she gets rid of all her sexual drive, she will be able to be with someone she’s not physically attracted too. It’s a horrible thought, but a small smile does arise. “Well I just hope something sexual happens.” “For your sake, I hope it does.” I’m not lying this time. “Well are we still on for tomorrow, I’ll come over before I meet with him.” “That’s fine.” The thing that bugs me the most is that she does know how I feel about her. I’m kind of painfully obvious. I’m just not sure of her angle anymore. © 2011 The old meReviews
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7 Reviews Added on May 13, 2011 Last Updated on June 17, 2011 AuthorThe old meLos Angeles, CAAboutIf you notice some of my work is gone, that is because it is. I trimed down to put only a few on the site. Message me if you want to know anything about me. I'm an open book more..Writing
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