The phone rings and rings... "Where could she be? I told her I'd call her tonight!" I sit in the best suite of this hotel, with Ike playing the guitar, and Zac showing his mystery fan and her family around the lobby.
"Pick up the phone...Pick up the phone....PICK UP!!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream.
"Tay, take a pill....relax." Ike says, playing with his fingers. I can't control myself.
"Oh THANK YOU all mighty voice of reason!" I scream, slamming the phone down. "I APPOLOGIZE THAT I CAN'T BE AS PERFECT AS YOU ARE!!!"
"Yah, it's a shame." He says calmly, while he bites a peice of his skin off. "What's the problem?"
Full of frustration, his calmness agravates me. "Oh for God's SAKE ISAAC!!!" I yell at him again. "THERE'S NOTHING WRONG! I'm sick of you being on my back all the time! Go get a life!"
He looks up from his fingers, straight at me. "Alright." he says finally. I'm shocked. "Fine." He continues. "I'm going. I'll be back in about an hour...maybe more, maybe less, try to get some sleep, and please refrain from waking up the entire hotel."
I throw my boot at him as he smiles at me and closes the door. Totally immature move, I know, but, when he's won the fight what the hell else can I do?
After he's gone I sit in the empty room alone for a while. No lights, no music, nothing. I flip through the channels we've got, but I'm still restless. I need to talk to Lucy, so I pick up the phone again, and dial her number, again. Time totally escapes me, and I don't think about it untill I get a tired, "'Lo???!?" Then it dawns on me, that if it's almost one o clock here...
"Oh god...." I say quietly.
"Taylor?" She says, sounding hopeful.
"Uh, yah...hi Luce....I'm really sorry, I forgot about the time..."
"No...no, it's fine!" She says happily, more happy then I've heard her be in a long time, or, at least, since we had gotten home.
"You sound awfully happy..." I say, "How've you been?"
"Well," She starts, and gives out a long sigh. "Norm broke up with me, and I've spent the last week crying my eyes out, but, hearing from you, I realize that there is something worth living for."
"Oh Lucy...I'm so sorry." I say, but I can't help the smile that sneaks it's way into my head, at least, until she's crying.
"Lucy?" I ask to the tiny sobs coming from her end of the phone, "Are...Are you alright?"
She sniffs, and then squeaks, "Yes...I'm gonna be fine."
I slump down into the couch, trying to think what to say. "Lucy, I-" I start, but I can't think of anything to say to her.
"Tay, You don't need to make me feel better, I'm fine. I'm just sorry..."
"Sorry?"
"That night, you know, that we spent together..." She says, "I'm so sorry."
"Don't...Oh god, Lucy! Don't be sorry. I wanted that...Oh my god...Lucy."
"No...Tay, you don't understand." She cries harshly. "You don't understand. I was with Norm... it was a few days after, and we...we...we went a little too far. I was thinking of you the whole time."
"Well, That's not a crime Lucy. Don't worry about it! He's gone now. He'll never have to know that."
"You don't understand! I did things with him that I wanted to happen with you, Tay, I wanted to be with you, but...I didn't think you'd want me."
"I would never not want you Lucy, I love you. You know that. This doesn't make sense... why are you so upset?"
"I wanted it to be you! It should have been you. My first-my only true love."
"Lucy, did you and Norm, did you have sex?"
Silence from the other end of the phone. Then, after a long time, Lucy whispers, "Yes."
A single tear rolls down my cheek. That bastard had my Lucy and then took off. I'm going to kill him. I am going to kill him. Lucy squeaks something illegible.
"What?"
"Taylor! I think I'm pregnant!"
