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Nick

Iwas still floored about what Betty had told me. How could she be untouched? Was I the first one that touched her like that, made her come? I knew that I had been affected in real ways with her sounds, but the idea that they were her first, was harder than ever to come to grips with.

I was at home, but an hour before dad had come over, he said he was shocked that I didn't have some little strumpet underneath me.

“Is that why you didn't knock just now? Were you trying to get your jollies off that way?”

As soon as I said it, I couldn't believe that I had. I thought things like that all the time, but I usually kept them to myself. I don't think my dad knew how to take it and he just kind of looked at me.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I'm just not in the mood.”

“Neither am I. But we need to talk.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

When he said Betty, I just kind of closed my eyes and hoped that I wasn't hearing him correctly. Why in the world would he want to talk about her?

“What about her?”

“I hear that you were cozying up to her and her parents. Is that true?”

The way he was asking, I didn't know if it being true would be a good thing or a bad thing, so I didn't want to answer right away. I was wondering which way I was supposed to go with it and finally I just shrugged. “We have seen each other a couple of times.”

“You know that she was the one that I wanted you to get close to, right?”

I agreed, but told him that it didn't have to do with that. I just really liked her. My father, of course, didn't want to hear that. He wanted to hear about how I had cozied up to her just to make him happy. That's what he wanted to believe, and I was a little ashamed that I let him think that. It was only going to continue the madness.

“Well, I take it back.”

“What?”

“He is not the businessman that I thought he was.”

“What, he didn't take the deal you wanted?”

He frowned at me and again I was forgetting myself. I was mainly just in shock that he expected me to turn it on again, off again. I guess that was because he thought that I was only with her because of him.

“It doesn't matter why I'm asking this of you, just that you do it. We do not want to go to bed with them and I know that you won't stay with her long anyway. You never do, so no harm, no foul.”

“What if I told you that this one is different?”

He looked at me a little funny for a moment and said that he didn't care.

“The only thing that I'm worried about is making sure that you do as I say. End it with her and you don't have to be polite about it.”

Whatever her father had said to mine, they were not happy with each other. I wasn’t going to argue, say anything one way or another. I just nodded like I agreed, when I knew that all he was saying now was just hot air. I wasn’t going to listen.

“They're all the same. Trust me on this one. None of them are any different and the quicker you learn that, the better off you'll be.”

After a little more conversation that I would have much rather been out of, he left convinced that I was going to heed his warning. I wasn't, of course. I didn't even want to talk about it.

I had a set later on that evening and for the first time in a long time, I didn't want to go. I knew that there would not be Betty in the crowd. I knew that I wanted her to be there. The rest of it, none of it really mattered. That’s how I knew that Betty was different. Never before was I thinking about a girl when I should have been thinking about music.

The second songwas starting up, when I saw a familiar and rather surprising face in the crowd, one that I didn’t think would be there. It was Betty and quite frankly I couldn't believe it. She was literally one of the last people I thought I was going to see after the ugliness from the day before.

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