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She tells me, and I drive to a Micro-Tel on the edge of town.
I help her to the door, walking inside with her. There is stuff everywhere. It looks like she just took things out of her bag and threw them all over the room. She trips over something I can’t see underneath all the clothes, and I catch her, falling onto the bed with her.
I stand up and take her boots off.
“You’re a good guy, baby,” she says, half asleep. “You’ve always been closed off. I’ve always known I wasn’t the girl for you.”
“What,” I pause surprised, “you’ve never told me that.”
“I know,” she mumbles as she reaches out for my hand, and I give it to her. “Honestly, I’m not really good for anyone right now, Travis. Not even myself. You’ve never been all in with me, or you would have wanted me to better myself.”
“I’m sorry, Sydney, I’ve not been fair to you.” I apologize.
“You’re a good guy.” She smiles. “I’ve not been fair to you either, you can stay if you want.” With those words, she’s asleep. I sit holding her hand for a little while longer, trying to reconcile the fact that I didn’t want her to get better. I enjoyed the drama and the fact that we were never going to be serious.
Since I can’t go home and face Nina, I take her up on staying and go to take a shower. Once I’m clean, I slide into the other bed across the room and fall asleep. I’ll figure out what to do tomorrow. Right now, I’m exhausted.
NINA
Feeling a little sad Travis didn’t come home last night so we could figure things out, I wake up in a funk. I decide some good old coffee and surfing the internet is what my soul needs. Heading to The Frenzied Bean, I rehash everything that happened from the sex to the fight. I can’t for the life of me figure out what happened.
As I reach the front of the shop, I see her. Sydney is seated inside the café, looking as hot as ever. I thought Travis said she’d left town?
She has on a black sweater with a deep v showing off perfectly round cleavage and another short skirt with red fishnets and tall boots. Man, she makes that look good. I’d look like a freak. Yeah, I’m not going in there. I don’t want to see her or have her see me.
I’m about to leave when Sydney perks up as a guy approaches her table with two coffees. My mouth drops open, seeing Travis. He is smiling at her as he hands her a coffee and takes a seat across from her.
That’s where he was last night?
“Am I fucked in the head?” I say the words out loud without meaning to. Realizing I look insane, talking to myself in front of the coffee shop, I rush down the sidewalk. I find a bench between two buildings, and I sit there as I try to figure out how I should feel about this.
Looking down, I notice a small caterpillar crawling on the arm of the bench.
“I guess you’re the only one to talk to right now. Here I was trying to find something to do that would prove I wanted him. While he’s just out with his fallback plan. Or am I the fallback plan?”
The caterpillar doesn’t offer any advice, not that I expected it to.
“I need Sloan.” I sigh, feeling helpless. I call her, but she doesn’t pick up. Not leaving a message, I hang up.
The thoughts just swirl more and more. I was worried, and he was out screwing. I mean, those oats have already been sown. Believe me, worm, I’ve pictured it. He’s re-sowing. Making himself a big old sweater.
My phone rings, saving the bug, who is now out of sight, from having to listen to me anymore.
“Sloan, I have a problem,” I speak into the phone, bypassing the typical hello.
“What’s up, sugar tits?”
“Travis and I slept together,” I need to get that out of the way, “again.”
“Yes,” she cheers. “Not the advice I gave you, but at least you got laid… again.”
“Not the reason I called,” I hiss.
“Okay, but I’m not going to stop being happy for your vag.”
I scrub a hand down my face at my best friend’s constant snark.
“You remember the sex-pot who showed up and tried to molest him in the living room?”
