“No, he loves you, he wouldn’t cheat on you. You’re missing something,” she says defending him.
“Nora, he was here waiting for me when I got off work last night. He got drunk, doesn’t remember much, but he did it,” I say, trying to stop the tears.
“I am so sorry,” she says as she hugs me, allowing me to cry on her shoulders.
“I’ll be okay,” I assure her after a few minutes of crying.
“I don’t think you should work tonight,” she tells me truthfully.
“Work, yeah, that’s not going happen. I’ll call Eddie then.”
“So we’ll hang out the rest of the weekend, just you and me,” she says, surprising me.
“You don’t have to change your plans,” I tell her sympathetically.
“You need me, so I’ll be here. That’s what sisters do,” she says shocking me yet again. Sometimes she’s the perfect sister, other times not so much.
“Thanks Nor,” I tell her with a weak smile.
I take a nice long hot shower and feel a little better when I come out of my bedroom dressed in comfortable, lazy clothes.
The rest of the day goes by with us watching movies, both comedy and horror films, followed by pigging out on all the snacks we have in the house. Around 7:00 p.m. I called Eddie to let him know I won’t be in tonight.
Parker
Do I know I messed up with Nat, yes! Yet here I sit at PowerTrips hoping to see her tonight to try to get her to understand.
I thought about going back to her apartment, but I don’t because I don’t want Nora, if she’s there, to flip out on me.
So, instead here I sit waiting, hoping to get a few minutes to talk to her, make sure she’s okay, and to know how sorry I am that this happened.
It’s going on 8:15 p.m., I surprised she’s not here yet. Nat’s not one to call off, so I’m sure she’ll be in. Maybe she doesn’t start until 9:00 p.m. tonight.
“She’s not working tonight,” Harper says, pulling me out of my trance.
“What? She was scheduled off?” I ask surprised. She usually works Saturday nights.
“No, she called off a little while ago,” Harper tells me.
“Shit.”
“Care to fill me in on what happened between you two?” she asks with a slightly irritated tone.
“I fucked up, that’s what,” I tell her truthfully.
“How?” she asks.
For the next ten minutes I fill Harp in on what happened with Claudia, the girl who is supposedly pregnant with my child. I also fill her in on the conversation I had with Nat last night.
“So why are you here then Parker?” she asks confused.
“I’m not giving up on her. I swear I don’t remember doing anything. I would never set out to hurt her. I just need her to be on my side,” I say with a frustrated sigh.
“She’s never going to take you back. You know as well as I do what she went through as a child with her father. She won’t live that same way.”
“Damn it, I didn’t even think of that. But I’m nothing like her father,” he snaps.
“You’re right you aren’t, but her father cheated numerous times on her mom, and you cheated on her, whether you meant to or not, you did. She won’t take you back,” she says piercing me with her words.
“There’s got to be something I can do to make this right,” I say hopeful.
“I think you should go back on your tour and finish it up and then see where things take you,” she says, like it’s a simple resolution.
“I’m on tour for nine more fucking months Harp. I need to figure this shit out now,” I say with venom in my voice. I don’t care, I’m angry. I want my life back, I want my girlfriend back. Not some girl who’s saying she slept with me and is pregnant, ruining my life.
“Sorry Parker, but you should have thought about that before making a stupid life changing decision,” she snaps.
“Are you talking about going on tour?” I ask surprised.
“NO! I’m talking about sleeping with some trashy bimbo.”
“I know Harp, you don’t need to remind me,” I say feeling defeated.
“What doesn’t she need to remind you of?” Tuck says as he approaches the table I’m sitting at.
“Him, cheating on Nat and knocking some bitch up,” Harper says like its old news.
“So you talked to Nat I take it,” Tuck says, looking intently at me.
“Yeah, last night,” I mutter, and then grab my drink taking a long sip.
“Don’t you think you should give that up, considering that’s what caused this problem in the first place?” Harper says looking at my drink.
“Babe, don’t you need to get back to work?” Tuck says to Harper, reminding her she does have a job to do.
“Yeah I do. See you later,” she says and then she’s gone.
“It didn’t go well did it?” Tuck asks.
“Nope, not at all. She never wants to see me again,” I say, ready to drown myself in my drink.
“She’s hurt right now. She loves you though, she will come around,” Tuck says optimistically.
“You don’t really know Nat, man. She’s not going to come around. If she comes around, it’s to cut off my balls and choke me with them,” I tell him truthfully.
“She wouldn’t do that,” Tuck says with a laugh.
I look at him with a serious expression, “You think Harp wouldn’t do that to you if you messed up?”
“Shit, you’re right. Damn women are crazy,” Tuck says nervously.
“Told you.”
“Well, I will keep an eye out for Nat and keep you posted. You need to get back on tour, the guys are going to be pissed,” Tuck says.
“I know, I leave tonight. I was just hoping to catch Nat before I left,” I say feeling defeated.
“You can’t do anything right now. Just give her space, hopefully she’ll come around,” he says sounding hopeful again.
“We’ll see,” I say as I finish my beer, “Have you told Harp what’s going on with you?”
“No.”
“You need to tell her.”
“I know, it’s just not a good time yet.”
“When is it ever a good time?”
“I don’t know.”
“She knows about Bianca helping you?”
“No, she doesn’t know anything.”
“Fuck. You need to tell her. The longer you wait the worse it’s going to get.”
“I know. I don’t know how to tell her though.”
“You need to come right out and say it. She’ll help you.”
“I know, but she has enough going on. I can’t add more to her plate.”
“You think she wouldn’t want to know? Shit that girl loves you, she’d do anything for you,” I tell him truthfully.
“I know.”
“When do you go in for more tests?”
“Tuesday.”
“Tell her before then so she can go along.”
“We’ll see,” he says solemnly.
“I gotta go. If I can do anything let me know.”
“I will. Thanks.”
“See ya,” I tell Tuck as I stand up and head out of the bar.
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The next few weeks get back to normal. I go to school, work and take care of my sister. Harper keeps bugging me to hang out, and see how I’m feeling, but what do you say to someone who asks that?
That I’m devastated, Parker broke my heart. All I want to do is lie around and cry my eyes out. NO, I can’t say that. So instead, I put on my best fake look telling her things are alright, and will get better in time.
She doesn’t push it and I’m thankful for it. It’s been a long time since I’ve cried so hard, the last time being for my mom.
Parker doesn’t deserve the same tears that I had once shed for my mom. No, he doesn’t deserve any of my tears.
I feel that if I keep telling myself that, hopefully I can start to believe it.
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br /> School and work both suck the following weeks after our break-up. Some people know and make comments, others keep to themselves.
It’s not like we rubbed our relationship in anyone’s faces, but there seems to be some snotty bitches that are happy we broke up. I guess they think they may get a chance now, and who knows maybe they will.
Do I want to think about that? Absolutely not.
“What are you doing tonight?” Harp asks, as she matches stride for stride with me as I walk across campus.
“Nothing,” I tell her honestly.
“Great, cause I need your help,” she says with a knowing look.
“It’s Thursday, don’t you work tonight?” I ask confused.
“Yes, but Tuck’s being secretive and I need you to follow him, Rowan’s coming with you,” she says looking hopeful.
“What’s going on? Rowan doesn’t work tonight?” I ask confused, Rowan works every day practically.
“She knows how he’s been acting, so she said she’d help. Tuck’s dropping me off. Supposedly, he’s going home for a frat house meeting, but when I mentioned it to Matt, one of Tuck’s fraternity brothers, he had no idea what I was talking about,” she tells me.
“Okay then, I will be in the parking lot around 7:45 p.m. Hopefully its dark enough that he can’t tell it’s my car,” I say hopeful.
“He won’t, he never pays attention to that stuff. I’ll tell Rowan to meet you there too,” she says like it’s no big deal.
“Sounds good. Hopefully, it’s nothing Harp.”
“I guess we’ll find out soon enough. It’s driving me nuts. He’s been secretive for months,” she says frustrated.
“I know. I’ll keep you posted on what we can find out. Make sure to have your phone on you,” I tell her kindly.
“Definitely,” she says, “See you later.”
“See ya,” I say as I head towards my next class.
I’m sitting at PowerTrips waiting for Tucker and Harp to pull in. I park my car on the left side of the bar, that way it isn’t easily noticeable.
I hear a knock on my passenger side window and see Rowan standing there. I wave for her to get in the car.
“Hey.”
“Hi, how are you?”
“Not bad. This should be an interesting evening,” I say with a smile.
Just then I see Tuck’s car pull into the lot and he lets Harper out. I wait for him to pull out before starting my car to follow him.
The roads around PowerTrips are pretty open so I can easily see which direction he goes. We follow behind a couple cars so that he can’t tell it’s us following. After about five minutes I notice we are on the college campus and it looks like Tuck is heading back to his frat house.
“Umm, it looks like he’s going home,” Rowan says sounding confused.
“Yeah it does. I’ll park down here and we can wait a few minutes to see if he leaves.”
“Alright.”
About ten minutes later we see Tuck come out of the house with a bag. He throws it into the car before sliding in the driver seat.
Tuck backs out of the driveway and drives in the direction I’m sitting. We slouch down in the seats so he can’t see us. After he passes by, I quickly look out the window to see which direction he goes.
I start my car and do a U-turn in the road and go to follow him.
His car is easily noticeable and we see him a few stop signs ahead. He starts heading towards the freeway.
“Where the fuck are you going?” I ask.
“This is definitely getting interesting now,” she says.
We follow for about thirty-five minutes when he takes an exit I’m not familiar with. I take it, making sure I’m multiple cars behind him. It’s hard to keep up considering its dark out, but I do.
Tuck pulls down a road I’ve never seen and we slowly follow. I park my car a few houses down and watch as Tuck parks and hops out of the car. He walks up to the door and a girl answers, wrapping her arms around him.
Oh damn, this can’t be good.
“Oh fuck, that’s not his sister,” Rowan says.
“What?” I ask confused.
“The girl he was just hugging is not Tessa.”
“You know her?” I ask still confused.
“I’ve met her. That’s her house but that was definitely not her,” she says looking all serious.
“Do you know who that was?”
“Nope,” she says shaking her head.
Harper and I hadn’t discussed what to do in a situation like this.
“What should we do?”
“Let’s wait and see if they come back out,” she says.
“He didn’t take his bag in, so maybe they won’t stay long.”
“I hope not,” she says looking worried.
“Shit. What the fuck is he thinking?”
“He doesn’t seem like he would cheat on her. I mean…hell I don’t know,” she says solemnly.
“Something has to be going on. This doesn’t make sense.”
We watch the house for a good hour before we see any type of movement.
“There he comes,” Rowan pipes up as she sits taller in her seat to get a better look.
Rowan has long dark brown curly hair. She has a tan complexion, and her dark hair looks amazing on her with her hazel eye color. She’s short, only around 5’4” but she’s built really cute.
“Who the hell is that?” I ask as we watch Tucker and the same girl that was hugging him get into his car.
“I have no idea, but he doesn’t look happy.”
“No you’re right. Well that’s at least something,” I say.
We watch them leave before slowly following them. He goes down some crazy roads that I’ve never been on before.
“Where the hell are we going?”
“It’s fine, I know where we’re at,” Rowan says.
“I’m glad somebody does because I’m lost.”
“No worries, though I can’t figure out why he’s going this way.”
“What do you mean?”
“This is the back road that takes you the hospital.”
“Hospital…so like something’s wrong with him?”
“I have no idea.”
“You know what…he has been paler lately.”
“And losing weight. Harp made a comment to him about it the other week,” she says.
“But he would tell her if he was sick, wouldn’t he?” I ask nervously.
“I don’t know.”
Sure enough, we pull up to the hospital. It’s dark out so he can’t see us, but we watch as he parks and the two of them head inside while we sit here.
“Do we go in?” Rowan asks nervously.
“Shit. I don’t know. I didn’t think we would end up here,” I say truthfully.
“Fuck it, let’s go,” she says as she opens the door to get out.
I follow suit and we walk inside looking around for any trace as to where Tucker and the unknown woman headed.
“Bianca let’s just take the stairs,” Tuck says annoyed.
“No, I’m not walking up seven flights of stairs. Just wait, the elevator should be here soon,” the girl now known as Bianca says.
I grab Rowan and we stay around the corner so Tuck doesn’t see us.
“Is that Bianca, as in his ex-girlfriend Bianca?”
“Shit. That’s the only Bianca I’ve ever heard him talk about before,” I tell her.
“Damn, this cannot be good.”
Just then we hear the elevator ding and can hear them getting on it to go up to the seventh floor.
“We gotta take the stairs and move,” she says quickly once the elevator doors shut.
We run up flight after flight of stairs hoping to see where they go once they’re off the elevator.
“Hold on, I’m dying over here,” I say panting and out of breath.
“Me too,” she says panting as she cracks open the door to see if she can see them, “They’re talking to a nurse,�
�� she says through slow breaths.
“Do we care if Tuck see’s us?” I ask, wondering if I really care.
“No, actually we don’t,” she says as she pushes open the door and walking onto the seventh floor. I follow right behind her.
“He’s right there,” I say as they follow the nurse to a room.
“Can I help you?” a nurse asks us.
“Oh we’re with them,” she says pointing ahead to where Tucker and the unknown girl just walked.
“Oh alright,” she says and moves on.
“Come on,” Rowan says, motioning her hand for me to hurry up.
We rush down the hall looking for Tucker and hear the girl bitching.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this for you.”
“I never asked you to,” he retorts.
“You owe me.”
“Not really. After the shit you pulled, I say we’re even.”
“Ugh, are you ever going to forgive me?” she asks.
“I said we’re even after this.”
Rowan and I look at each other in complete confusion.
“Fine. Maybe after this we could try to work on us again,” she says shocking the shit out of Rowan and I.
“Not going to happen B.”
“Oh come on. Like that little bitch you have now can do half the shit I can.”
“Watch it,” he says angrily.
“Seriously Tuck, don’t you miss me, miss us?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Wow and after all I’m doing for you. I think I deserve something out of this, don’t you?”
“No I don’t,” he repeats.
“Tuck we’re made for each other. When are you going to realize this?”
“Are you serious right now?” he snaps.
“I’ve been saying this to you for months now. I don’t get how you don’t see it,” she says in an annoyed frustrating voice.
“We aren’t made for each other. You can go do whatever you want with whomever you want.”
“Well I want you,” she says easily enough.
“We tried that, it didn’t work.”
“But baby, I was young and dumb. I’m older now and I know what I want,” she coos.
“No B.”
“Tucker James you listen to me and you listen good; if I’m going through giving blood month after month, the least you can do is give us a chance,” she says frustrated.
“I have a girlfriend Bianca, you need to respect that.”
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