Single honeymoon
Secret Plans and Meetings
CAT’S POV
The good news came promptly. Matt and I were just sitting at the breakfast table at about three in the afternoon when my cellphone rang. “Hello?” I said with a mixture of excitement and anxiety when I saw who the caller was, Linda Vista Hospital in Huntington. “Hello, am I talking to Miss Caitlin Andrews?” a nice voice asked.
After I confirmed, she told me Jimmy was stable and that he could have a visitor in about an hour. The surgery was a success. The new kidney already showed some first indications to picking up its new work. The girl (what was her name again?) was alive and well, too.
“MATT!” I screamed happily and before he knew what was happening, we were on our way to the hospital. Just as we pulled up in the driving lot, we saw three guys getting off a very familiar Mustang. “ZACK! BRIAN! MIDGET MAN! WAIT UP,” I screamed and didn’t bother waiting for Matt. Zacky hugged me hard and spun me around so that my feet hit Brian’s crotch. Hard.
"God damn it Vengeance," he winced through clenched teeth as his hands moved to his hurt area. Johnny and Matt moaned at the thought of what excruciating pains Brian was experiencing. Oh well, guess Michelle is not getting laid tonight… Thank God I'm a woman. "Cat, you owe me for that. You're gonna need to kiss the pain away." He grinned. Okay, he's definitely fine.
“Did you hear the good news?” Johnny screamed and did a happy dance as Gates curled himself up into a ball right at the ground, pretending to be really hurt again. “It’s a good thing you don’t play guitar with your dick bro,” I laughed, and he had to laugh, too.
It was a memory from a crazy night at some bar in France when Brian hurt his neck from falling over in an elevator (Remember kids: Beer is good, juice is bad!) and Jimmy said he didn't play guitar with his neck. “Yeah,” he said as he got up again, “I play it with my bumbum.”
He then wiggled his ass at me and Matt before spanking himself, making a tssss sound as he touched it, so it seemed like he was burning his finger on his hottness. Yeah Brian, you’re the sexiest man in the world… Not.
This time, we knew our way to Jimmy's room too well. He was laying there on the bed, looking paler than a ghost, but his blue eyes were open and he smiled a little when he saw us. “Guys, looks like you’re gonna have to stick up with my sorry ass for a little longer,” he chuckled. His voice was hoarse and he didn’t sound like Jimmy at all, but alone the fact that he was awake and could talk was crazy considering he almost died yesterday.
I ran to his bed and hugged him, placing my head right on his chest. He smiled and kissed my forehead. “You,” he whispered, “you’re the best friend I could ask for. Thank you for coming back for me. I hope it doesn’t disappoint you that it was kind of in vain…”
“Are you out of your mind?” I laughed, he was just such a crazy bastard, “I’m kinda glad it was, I mean… Yeah, thanks for not dying.” I knew I sounded like a retard, but Jimmy loved those things.
We stayed for an hour or something and then the guys went home. We agreed that we’d go to Johnny’s and drink a bunch of drinks for Jimmy that night, to celebrate his spectacular life and almost-death. “Wait,” he said as we were about to leave, “not you and Matt. I need you guys for a moment.”
So we stayed and I sat down on his bed while Matt leaned against the door. “Matt, do you remember anything about the night Val and I… Well, you know…” I saw his jaw clench. Bad moment, Jimmy, really bad moment… But either he didn’t notice or didn’t care.
“I don’t,” Matt said curtly, "Nor do I feel the desire to."
“Well, I do, and there was something that happened concerning the two of you,” Jimmy whispered, “and Matt, I was hoping you’d remember before you marry Val. I was hoping you’d realize something… You know, telling you she cheated was the last possible thing I could to to avoid it... I was hoping if you thought hard about that night you'd remember...”
“Realize what?” Matt hissed angrily. Oh no, really? My reality changed abruptly as a flashback started to play before my eyes
NO ONE’S POV
It is dark. Her hair and dress move with the cold wind, sending shivers down her spine. To her, it seems even cooler as she sees the hooded figure leaning against the tree. This is it. She takes three deep breaths before approaching him. It is forty minutes past the time they agreed on, and she is somewhat surprised that he’s still here.
“Hello there,” he rasps. His voice makes her shiver.
“What took you so long?” he demands to know, “traffic or remorse bites?”
Remorse bites, she thinks. “Traffic,” she replies, avoiding at all cost to look at her companion.
“So you’re in?”
“Yeah, I guess I am. I mean, at least with the first thing. I already told you I want no part in anything else.”
She takes a deep breath, knowing her response will upset him. How desperate am I, she thinks, to meet with this monster? He could easily kill her, of that she is certain. Reverently, she looks at him from the side. With a sour smile, he states, “Well, why don’t we talk about that when the time is right?”
She’s afraid.
“Sure,” she answers. She knows better than to upset him any more.
“All is fair in love and war.”
“Yeah, all is fair in love and war,” she repeats his words, wondering if he is right.
“When?” he demands to know. Soon, she thinks, or else I’ll change my mind, and I have a feeling you’re not going to like it if I do… “You tell me, you’re the mastermind.” What the fuck was I thinking? Why did I even respond to his messages? I’ll never get out of this mess.
“How about next Saturday? I heard there’s an event that would suit our purposes correctly.”
“Sure,” she says.
She stares at the floor, feeling guilty. Her beige Armani heels are soaked with muddy water. Maybe they weren’t the best choice for this quick meeting, she thinks.
“Are you backing out?” he turns to her. She knows she has earned his wrath by now. Oh shit, he’s going to kill me and use someone else, she thinks as her heart starts beating wildly in her chest.
He grabs her. She is surprised to see that his touch is gentle, not hostile.
“All I know is my life is not the same without that kind of love, and I’m sure you feel the same way. I need it back in my life, and if I can’t have it, I want to know that no-one else can, either.”
He sobs. Suddenly, she doesn’t feel intimidated anymore. He is not a monster, she realizes, he is a human who’s been hurt. And I have been, too, she thinks. We're not so different, him and me.
“You’re right. All is fair in love and war. So Saturday it is?”
“I’ll message you. All is fair in love and war. Stay safe.”
“You too. Goodbye.”
As she leaves, suddenly the wind doesn’t feel so cold anymore.
The good news came promptly. Matt and I were just sitting at the breakfast table at about three in the afternoon when my cellphone rang. “Hello?” I said with a mixture of excitement and anxiety when I saw who the caller was, Linda Vista Hospital in Huntington. “Hello, am I talking to Miss Caitlin Andrews?” a nice voice asked.
After I confirmed, she told me Jimmy was stable and that he could have a visitor in about an hour. The surgery was a success. The new kidney already showed some first indications to picking up its new work. The girl (what was her name again?) was alive and well, too.
“MATT!” I screamed happily and before he knew what was happening, we were on our way to the hospital. Just as we pulled up in the driving lot, we saw three guys getting off a very familiar Mustang. “ZACK! BRIAN! MIDGET MAN! WAIT UP,” I screamed and didn’t bother waiting for Matt. Zacky hugged me hard and spun me around so that my feet hit Brian’s crotch. Hard.
"God damn it Vengeance," he winced through clenched teeth as his hands moved to his hurt area. Johnny and Matt moaned at the thought of what excruciating pains Brian was experiencing. Oh well, guess Michelle is not getting laid tonight… Thank God I'm a woman. "Cat, you owe me for that. You're gonna need to kiss the pain away." He grinned. Okay, he's definitely fine.
“Did you hear the good news?” Johnny screamed and did a happy dance as Gates curled himself up into a ball right at the ground, pretending to be really hurt again. “It’s a good thing you don’t play guitar with your dick bro,” I laughed, and he had to laugh, too.
It was a memory from a crazy night at some bar in France when Brian hurt his neck from falling over in an elevator (Remember kids: Beer is good, juice is bad!) and Jimmy said he didn't play guitar with his neck. “Yeah,” he said as he got up again, “I play it with my bumbum.”
He then wiggled his ass at me and Matt before spanking himself, making a tssss sound as he touched it, so it seemed like he was burning his finger on his hottness. Yeah Brian, you’re the sexiest man in the world… Not.
This time, we knew our way to Jimmy's room too well. He was laying there on the bed, looking paler than a ghost, but his blue eyes were open and he smiled a little when he saw us. “Guys, looks like you’re gonna have to stick up with my sorry ass for a little longer,” he chuckled. His voice was hoarse and he didn’t sound like Jimmy at all, but alone the fact that he was awake and could talk was crazy considering he almost died yesterday.
I ran to his bed and hugged him, placing my head right on his chest. He smiled and kissed my forehead. “You,” he whispered, “you’re the best friend I could ask for. Thank you for coming back for me. I hope it doesn’t disappoint you that it was kind of in vain…”
“Are you out of your mind?” I laughed, he was just such a crazy bastard, “I’m kinda glad it was, I mean… Yeah, thanks for not dying.” I knew I sounded like a retard, but Jimmy loved those things.
We stayed for an hour or something and then the guys went home. We agreed that we’d go to Johnny’s and drink a bunch of drinks for Jimmy that night, to celebrate his spectacular life and almost-death. “Wait,” he said as we were about to leave, “not you and Matt. I need you guys for a moment.”
So we stayed and I sat down on his bed while Matt leaned against the door. “Matt, do you remember anything about the night Val and I… Well, you know…” I saw his jaw clench. Bad moment, Jimmy, really bad moment… But either he didn’t notice or didn’t care.
“I don’t,” Matt said curtly, "Nor do I feel the desire to."
“Well, I do, and there was something that happened concerning the two of you,” Jimmy whispered, “and Matt, I was hoping you’d remember before you marry Val. I was hoping you’d realize something… You know, telling you she cheated was the last possible thing I could to to avoid it... I was hoping if you thought hard about that night you'd remember...”
“Realize what?” Matt hissed angrily. Oh no, really? My reality changed abruptly as a flashback started to play before my eyes
NO ONE’S POV
It is dark. Her hair and dress move with the cold wind, sending shivers down her spine. To her, it seems even cooler as she sees the hooded figure leaning against the tree. This is it. She takes three deep breaths before approaching him. It is forty minutes past the time they agreed on, and she is somewhat surprised that he’s still here.
“Hello there,” he rasps. His voice makes her shiver.
“What took you so long?” he demands to know, “traffic or remorse bites?”
Remorse bites, she thinks. “Traffic,” she replies, avoiding at all cost to look at her companion.
“So you’re in?”
“Yeah, I guess I am. I mean, at least with the first thing. I already told you I want no part in anything else.”
She takes a deep breath, knowing her response will upset him. How desperate am I, she thinks, to meet with this monster? He could easily kill her, of that she is certain. Reverently, she looks at him from the side. With a sour smile, he states, “Well, why don’t we talk about that when the time is right?”
She’s afraid.
“Sure,” she answers. She knows better than to upset him any more.
“All is fair in love and war.”
“Yeah, all is fair in love and war,” she repeats his words, wondering if he is right.
“When?” he demands to know. Soon, she thinks, or else I’ll change my mind, and I have a feeling you’re not going to like it if I do… “You tell me, you’re the mastermind.” What the fuck was I thinking? Why did I even respond to his messages? I’ll never get out of this mess.
“How about next Saturday? I heard there’s an event that would suit our purposes correctly.”
“Sure,” she says.
She stares at the floor, feeling guilty. Her beige Armani heels are soaked with muddy water. Maybe they weren’t the best choice for this quick meeting, she thinks.
“Are you backing out?” he turns to her. She knows she has earned his wrath by now. Oh shit, he’s going to kill me and use someone else, she thinks as her heart starts beating wildly in her chest.
He grabs her. She is surprised to see that his touch is gentle, not hostile.
“All I know is my life is not the same without that kind of love, and I’m sure you feel the same way. I need it back in my life, and if I can’t have it, I want to know that no-one else can, either.”
He sobs. Suddenly, she doesn’t feel intimidated anymore. He is not a monster, she realizes, he is a human who’s been hurt. And I have been, too, she thinks. We're not so different, him and me.
“You’re right. All is fair in love and war. So Saturday it is?”
“I’ll message you. All is fair in love and war. Stay safe.”
“You too. Goodbye.”
As she leaves, suddenly the wind doesn’t feel so cold anymore.
Notes
Hey guys,
sorry I've been away for so long. University life is stressing me out.
THANK YOU SO MUCH
a) for your patience
b) for your supportive comments
I even discovered a bunch of new names in the comments, so thanks for discovering me and I'm glad you like my story.
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What do you think Matt is supposed to remember and who are the people that met in the park? What are they planning?
Let your imaginations run wild, my loves
I'll be back sooner than last time, promise.
Until then: Have a good week.
xx
Seventhtrumpet
@LadyRevenge
Oh my God! You're back! How I missed your comments! I can't believe this story has been finished for over five months :D Glad you're back. I wrote three stories after this, and I'm currently posting a new one. Feel free to check them out my friend, and a warm welcome back to you <3 Really glad you liked my first story :)
7/21/17