Texas Was You

The vibrating of my phone on the night stand woke me. I tried to reach for it but there was a weight on my back pinning me to the bed. Zack's arm draped across my bare back, his leg partially on mine. No wonder why I couldn't move. My phone started vibrating again. Who the fuck is calling me!? Zack stirred in his sleep and rolled over, releasing me from his pin. I sat up in the bed, still nude from our sex-capades. I grabbed the Boston shirt and my panties off the floor, slipping them on before grabbing my phone and headed down stairs.

I found the living room and sat on the end of the couch, tucking my legs underneath me. Finally I looked at my phone, two missed calls from my mother, I may be 27 and lived half way across the states from my mother, but seeing two missed calls from her terrified me. I hit redial.

"Caty! You're okay!" My mom sounded relieved.

"Uh, yeah, why wouldn't I be?" My mom still worried about me as if I was still 16 years old living at home, it a curse and a blessing.

"Jason called me telling me you didn't come home last night." I growled in anger at the sound of his name.

"He what?! You know we broke up months ago! Why is he calling you telling you this! How the fuck does he even know I didn't come home!" I practically yelled in to the phone.

"Baby, calm down." My mom said softly. "He's just worried. You're not answering his calls or texts. Plus y'all's relationship is so complicated I didn't think anything of it."

"That's because I blocked his ass!" I took a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair as Majesty jumped up on the couch with me. "Mom, he hasn't spoken to me in months. Then last weekend I went out with some friends, unbeknownst to me, he was at the same bar. He started dancing with me and, in my drunken state, I didn't know it was him because my back was to him until I wanted to go sit down. I was so pissed beyond belief. My friend Zack played boyfriend and saved me. Ever since then he's trying to get me back, you know his games. I'm done with his ass. I'm tired of his bullshit." I tried to keep as calm as possible, reminding myself Zack is still asleep. Plus he didn't need to know this.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't know. No one tells me anything." There goes that famous momma guilt trip of hers. "But one question, you didn't go home last night?"

"Correct." Fuuuck.

"Where did you stay?"

"My friend Zack's place."

"The one who played boyfriend?"

"Yes." Ugh, I know where this is going.

"So... Is he your boyfriend?" I could hear the excitement in her voice. She never liked Jason, she just tolerated him because she knew I loved him.

"No Mother, Zack is not my boyfr-" Zack was now standing in front of me, dressed only in boxers and a shirt, his skin was moist and his hair was matted to his face, he must have just gotten out of the shower. "-iend."

"Uh huh suuuure. Well your father is calling me. Love you honey. Come visit soon."

"Love you too Mom, and I'll try. Bye." I set my phone on the arm of the couch.

"Morning," he grumbled, sitting on the edge of the couch cushion and petting Majesty, who made herself
comfortable by laying half her body on me.

"Good morning, How did you sleep?"

"Good, you?"

"Damn good." I smiled at him. He didn't return it. Something was different. My mind instantly started running a million miles a second. Did he hear the whole conversation? I didn't say anything bad about him did I? I sat silence thinking to myself. Oh my fucking God! I am a one night stand. He doesn't want conversation, he wants me to leave! My heart sunk and my stomach twisted into knots. I really had began to start to like Zack, but it was all fake. Everything! He just wanted to sleep with me. I thought about what Val told me and mentally laughed. Apparently she is a huge fool too. Tears threatened my eyes, I stood up quickly and mumbled that I was going to go get dressed.

I stood in his bathroom with the door locked. I had music playing on my phone to drown out any noise, that either came from inside the bathroom or outside the bathroom. This is a reminder as to why I do not date. I am not a hit-it-and-quit-it type of girl, I value actual relationships. I took off Zack's shirt, letting fall to the floor and pooling besides my feet. I dressed myself in yesterday's clothes. I grabbed my brush from my swim bag, brushing out last night's rat's nest. I looked absolutely pitiful. My eyes were puffy from silently crying, my skin a light shade of red from being in the sun. I grabbed a few squares of toilet paper and blew my nose, the music not being able to cover that awful sound. I sighed.

I gathered my stuff and went down stairs. Zack was sitting on the couch eating a bowl of Captain Crunch with a cup of coffee on the table in from of him. He was watching American Dad. Was this a morning ritual?

"Um, Zack, can you take me to my truck please?" I asked sheepishly. His head spun to look at me. A frown instantly appearing when he saw I was holding my bags.

"I thought we were going to hang out?" His response caught me off guard.

"I did too." I shifted uneasily on my feet. "But, um, I need to get ready for work this week." I lied, and I knew he saw right through it.

"Let me finish my cereal and get dressed, then we will go." Sadness laced his voice.

I sat in the chair on the side of the couch. My bags in my lap. I sat there deep in thought. Thinking about Zack. Thinking I made a giant mistake. Thinking about Jason, and why he got possessive all of a sudden. I officially wanted to go home, and not to my apartment. My heart longed for Texas.

"Hello? Caty? You there?" Zack stood in front of the TV turning it off. I was so lost in my thoughts I did not know he left the room. He was now dressed in black Hurley board shorts, flip flops, and a white Vengeance University shirt, what ever that was.

"Caty, what's wrong?" I shook my head no. I refused to speak, knowing that I would blurt out every thought that was running through my head, because of his damned black magic.

We arrived at my truck, still parked in front of Brian's house. My truck was the only vehicle there now, and it looked extremely out of place. Zack pulled in to Brian's driveway and put the car in park.

"Caty, what's your deal? You haven't said a single word to me since you went and got dressed.

"Nothing." I started to get out of the car, but he grabbed my wrist gently, pulling me back into the passenger seat.

"Is it something I did?" He looked hurt. I shook my head no. I knew my mouth was about to betray me.

"Please tell me."

"I know I'm just a one night stand!" I blurted before I rushed to my truck. I threw my bags in the cab and cranked my ignition. My truck roared to life. I dropped her in drive and floored it. My tires squealed against the pavement and the smell of burnt rubber filled my cab. My truck finally launched forward but not before leaving a set of tread marks in front of Brian's house. If I ever saw Brian again, I would have to apologize.

Notes

Well Caty's insecurities came out full force. Hope you half way enjoyed it. I'm excited for the next chapter!