Black Waves

When Jealousy Turns Into An Encounter

Remington gulps. "What the fuck are you doing hiding in here? Get your scrawny ass out here and help me talk up these people," she slurs. 

"I, uh...I guess I catch up with you later, yeah?" Andy asks. Remington does a sad nod and follows the girl out to the main dining room. She gets another drink, must have been at least her fifth one. She reeks of vodka and strawberries. 

"Well, are you going to go up to anyone and introduce me or not?" She says rather loudly, gathering a few glances from bystanders.

"Listen, let's go talk outside and get some air," he says quietly, not looking forward to the screaming match that's about to happen. She sighs loudly and stomps to the backyard, where there are fewer people by the garden and less likely to make a scene.

She turns around quickly and looks into his eyes. "Lookie here. You are doing a God awful job. Do you want me to fail? Do you not care about me? Do you really not want me to succeed?"

Remington slides his hands through his hair again. "I don't care anymore Jos," he chuckles. "I can't put up with your attitude anymore. I'm fucking miserable. I want to be with my own band. My own people. I can't stay glued to your ass all the time and hold your hand into this! You've changed so much from the first time I met you. Now you are a narcissistic drunk slob!" He instantly feels the guilt. Why did I have to fucking tell her all that. 

She looks enraged. "I'm a narcissist? Fuck you, you ugly piece of shit. Can't even help your own girlfriend? You are so miserable around me? I'm the best damn thing that'll ever happen to you," she slurs. "How about I beat the fuck outta..."

"Okay okay this is all enough," Andy hears the commotion, runs over and intervenes. "Go sober up. Get cleaned up. And get the fuck away from him."

Josie grunts loudly and slowly walks away. "You know what? You are too much of a femboy for me and I tried to force it out of you. Wearing skirts and dresses as a man is unnatural. You are probably a closet gay! Ha! We are so fucking over Remington. Do you hear me? Over! You are a worthless piece of shit. Go get hit by a car for all that I care!"

Remington's eyes are wide. This is not at all how it was supposed to happen. His liquid courage is draining quick. Go get hit by a car?  Wearing skirts and dresses aren't natural? Worthless? His eyes are tearing up and he looks up to sky to hide it. 

"Hey, hey....none of that here," Andy says softly. "I mean it wasn't the best way to break up with someone but now you can move on. Have some of that freedom you've been yearning for."

Andy strokes Remington's cheek and wipes a small stray tear. "You are not worthless. You are beautiful." Remington blushes and looks into the older's eyes. "You...you really think so?" 

Andy smiles and hugs the blonde man. "Let's go inside and try to avoid that crazy psycho. You look like you need another drink." Remington nods and follows the tall man inside.