There’s A Jock In My Bed! [Âœ“] 14. Night

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                                              There’s a Jock In My Bed!

                                                  Chapter 14 – Night

      Song the Chapter: See You In a Different light by Chante Moore ft. JoJo (1999)

                                               . OMG-New cover! By Lucky3. Awesome :p

  

“Okay, thanks…no Mrs. Crawford, it won’t happen again.” I hear the click of the phone slamming into the receiver and then shuffled footsteps. I sit in the chair, closest to the doorway so I can run if necessary. I keep my head forward when the door to the family room swings open. Mom and Dad walk in and stand in front of me. Swallowing slowly and near to crapping my pants I adjust in my seat, not letting my eyes once meet any of their faces.

“What have we always taught you Evan?” It’s funny that when Mom talks softly it hurts more than when she screams. “You hit another person? Have we taught you know mannerisms?”

“M-.”

“Be quiet young man!” she snaps. I suck in a deep breath and look at her for the first time. Trying to keep a stony face of illusion. My eyes catch dads and he sighs.

“Anna, let me handle this-go check on Evelyn.”

That’s another problem; Evelyn knows about the sex thing, it’s a wonder why she hasn’t held it over my head yet. Maybe she sees how much I’m hurting…I wouldn’t put money on that though. Once mom leaves dad comes closer to me. I hold onto the arms of the chair for dear life-my nails were seemingly sinking into the black leather.

“You look scared.”

“Really, what gave it away? The audible heart beat or the sound of my nails becoming one with the sofa?” I mumble sarcastically causing him to chuckle.

“You know Evan, when I look at you, I see myself. Sure, you like boys, Madonna, musical theater and all those other things but when I look at you I see a younger more youthful version of myself.” He sits on the edge of the chair and turns me towards him. His big blue eyes, nearing identical to mines hold a sparkling glint in them.

“I haven’t told your mother about the boy I found sleeping in your bed when we arrived back home and I’ll leave that up to you to tell her. But this looks like it goes deeper, what’s bothering you?”

I open and close my mouth. Telling dad my problems might take things to a whole other level. His reaction can be anything right now and the unpredictability of such a delicate situation is so potentially volatile that I’m afraid it might overheat and explode right in my face.

“Evan, what’s going on?” he isn’t asking anymore, the tone has changed. He’s demanding a response now.

“Dad, me and Alex dated-of course you didn’t like him…the videos of the dinner scene is still on YouTube…” I shudder at the point but shake it off. “You were right, Alex used me.” every breath that is leaving felt like my last as the plot thickens and he becomes more intrigued and evidently more outraged by the picture his face paints.

“After we…um, had sex,” he cringes, “he told me he was just using me for sex. It didn’t help that I had sex with his best friend but that was before we dated…soooo….” I whisper the last part and wait for him to explode…but it didn’t happen.

He just keeps staring at me before running his hand through his nice hair. “Evan, here’s the thing. This is your problem and I’m not going to interfere. Instead, I’m going to let you have a chance to be a man and fix this yourself.” He leans in and kisses me on the forehead. “Goodnight.”

I mumble it back in return and the door bell rings. I tilt my head to the side, wondering who would be visiting this late at night. It rings again and I slow down a bit. I’m becoming increasingly afraid that it’s a killer or something.

“Damn…I need to stop watching The Shining before bed.” I murmur. I put my hand on the knob and turn it slowly. This can’t get any freakier if there was suspenseful music playing in the background and a wolf man appeared out of nowhere. I fully open the door and find something worse, something are more terrifying…more, more evil.

“What do you want Jacob?” a part of me sighs in relief that it’s not some psycho. He smiles standing at the door holding a red rose. I roll my eyes and about to close the door when he holds it with his hand. I look at him fully now. “Why are you dressed in a tuxedo?”

“I’m here to prove to you that clichés are the way people want to fall in love.” He speaks softly and stretches out the rose to me.

I look at it absent mindedly and blink my eyes back up to him. “At 9 in the night?”

“Hey, the girls in the movies like unpredictability right? I’ve watched both Princess Diaries, Titanic, The Notebook and The Hills Have Eyes.”

“The last one isn’t a romance.”

He shrugs, “Yeah, I know I just had to get my balls back somehow.” he says and I finally take the flower. He grabs my hand and takes me to the back of my yard.

“Where are we going?” I whisper yell, nearly tripping over random rocks hidden in the green grass. He stops and turns around to me.

“Wait here.” he calmly tells me

“Why?” it’s dark and the only thing I could see is the light from our neighbor’s bedroom window. He just smiles and fades into the darkness.

I hear a soft beat start to tear through the near silence of my backyard. A light comes on from somewhere I don’t know and the outline of Jacob in the middle of the pool. There is a platform in the middle and a path leading to it and he’s standing on it.

“How the hell did you do that?” I ask in amazement.

“Well, I told you sister everything and she let me come over with a few of my dad’s buddies and the set this up. I told them I had to impress someone who is going to be special to me.”

He reveals a remote in his hand and clicks a button. Music fills the air and I easily recognize the song.

(A/N OMG play the song NOW!)        “I see you a different light, candle light, moonlight.”

My heart starts beating crazy loud and it challenges the music’s loud melody. Jacob longs out his hand to come to him. “Don’t be scared, you won’t fall in…hopefully.”

“Thank for the reassurance.” I retort and start to shuffle over to him, walking steadily and slowly over.

             “I see you like I’ve never seen you before, the way I want to see you much more.”

When I reach close enough he grabs my hand and with a squeal I jump to him. He chuckles lightly, keeping his arms around me. I look down at the water. Lights were at the bottom and the illuminated and personified the beauty of it. I couldn’t lie, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me on a date. I look back up at him, his face curves into a smile, teeth and all.

“I have to admit, this is the cheesiest, vomit worthy, Jennifer Anniston cliché, romantic comedy production I have ever seen…and it’s beautiful.”

“Why, thank you.” He says, swaying us gently from side to side to the music. I don’t know what came over me but I wasn’t fighting the feelings anymore. Maybe I’m more of a sucker from romance than even I’m willing to admit.

“I have a question, how did your parents react to you and a guy together?” I ask. It’s puzzling to me that no one in school has even turned a head to the fact that he said he has had sex with a guy. No one has made fun of him, hated on him or anything. He can’t be that well liked by everyone, then again Alex is just as popular and he’s so flamboyantly real about his sexuality.

“My dad didn’t care and I told my mom about you the second I got home after crawling out of your window.” he admits as the song’s climatic ending is coming to a nice, smooth ending.

“You know, I told my dad everything too.”

“I think I should meet him…alone. Just me and him.” he says and I nearly tumble over in the water. He catches me flawlessly and holds that position. One of his hands holding my back and the other one holding my hand, next to my heart.

“I don’t think you understand Evan. The reason I’m so into you because of how different you are, you’re sarcastic, smart, down to earth and sweet. Things no girl that I’ve ever been with have…and I’m glad they didn’t.” the music ends and only the insects chirping way in the dark and the smooth moving water can be heard. “Because I wouldn’t be so into you, no other guy is attractive to me like you are and just give me a chance…please.”

My chest is rises and sinks back slowly as my mind, my guts and my heart all scream different opinions on what I should do. “As much as I want to right now, in the moment, I can’t.” his smiles fades and he stands us up right. “This,” I begin pointing the water and the platform we are standing on, “this is all nice and incredibly romantic but I’m not over Alex yet. My trust level is at an all time low and love is the last thing on my agenda. Feel free to try again though.” I respond as sincere and honestly as possible. He smiles in return, it feels forced but I can tell he understands where I was coming from.

“Alex is my best friend and as much as I want to kill him for what he did…I can’t hurt the kid. So I’ll wait for you to get over him and when you are I’ll be waiting there with an incredibly cheesy romantic line.”

I smile sweetly and kiss him on the side of his lips. I pull away and se his eyes close and a little smirk on his lips. “I’ll be right here waiting.” I reply and he walks around me, giving one last look before exiting the backyard’s gate.

I smile to myself, holding the red rose in my hand. And wondering if I just made a big mistake. My mind tells me no…but my heart says yes and my gut says I better hurry and decide which is right.

“Boo!”

I scream and loose my balance, plunging into the water. I flop to the top , breathing in air.

Someone laughs and I instantly recognize the voice. “Ev! I’m going to kill you!”  I look up and she’s looking from her bedroom window.

 “Don’t you mean Thank You sis for setting this up?”

She’s right. I did now owe her…for the first time she actually did something selflessly to help me. Removing the hair from eyes I sigh and smile at the from the pool’s surface “Thank You sis, I promise not to call you a whore for the next two days or so.”

“Deal.”

(The Next night- Halloween School Dance)

“Damn it where are they?” Evelyn complains for the six thousandth time standing outside the school waiting for Chris and the gang to arrive. She puts her hands on her wiat and pulls ona fake tazer.

“I’ll never understand why you picked to be hooker.” I mumble, looking for any sign of my friends.

She gasps and hits my shoulder. “I’m not a hooker; I’m an undercover cop posing as a hooker in order to catch a criminal. Do you not watch Law and Oder?”

“Yes and I don’t recall Detective Olivia in fish nets and a halter top.”

“Whatever, I’m going inside.” she grumbles and stomps in her five inch high heels to the inside of the school. I chose to dress subtly, just in all back and I dyed my hair a jet back color so it fits perfectly.

“Well, Well nice to see you Evan.” I roll my eyes and look Mrs. Crawford up and down. She isn’t dressed up like the others.

“Why aren’t you dressed up?”

“Do I need to? My regular self is scarier than any of these so called monsters put together…I’d make Dracula cry all the way back to whatever has been girly coffin he crawled out of.” She says and for once…I agree with her.

“By the way all of the guys out here look super gay.”

I look around and with a confused look back at her, “We’re the only ones out here right now.”

“Exactly. Enjoy the party.” She says, brushing past me and going inside.

I sigh and turn to go inside but bump into someone. I gaps slightly and back up.

“Hey Evan, how are you?”

For the first time since he left me Alex is standing in front of me. “You look scared.” He says, chuckling, “You shouldn’t be.”

He’s smirks when I don’t answer back and takes off the red jacket, presumably he’s dressed as Michael Jackson in the Thriller music video.

“Here, you look cold.” He says handing it to me. I remain silent and he comes in closer, getting down until we were at eye level. “What’s the matter cat got your tongue?”

“Is there a problem here?” both our heads turn and I nearly fall over. Alex straightens up and backs up a bit, trying to hold his ground but noticeably a little shocked.

I come a little closer and his eye s connects with mine “Danny?”

QUESTION: Should Evan trust Jacob, would You? And what is going to happen between Alex and Danny?

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One Liner SNEAK PEAK. (Alex) 

“Why are you so angry..that I got your guy, that I made him mines or is it the fact that I screwed him all night long that really upsets you.” 

Someone asks me what is the overall point of this story. Well, I’m twisting a cliché and making it reality, bringing the theatrics of a  teen drama television show but also real life problems. How a teenager goes through so many problems at once (heartbreak/ betrayal/ home troubles) but you have to keep pushing on, hence the reason why Evan refuses to cry. That you will always have a hater who hate you for no reason (Allen) , someone who loves you for you and a mistake you’ve mistakes you’ve made and how to make them right. People who’ll love you regardless (Chris/Bobby/Kim) and family that won’t always see your way but will always support you (Mr. Harris) So yes, this isn’t just some random love story…I refuse to write one.