Chapter 35: Hello Friend.

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Call me friend but keep me closer... Billie Eilish - When The Party's Over.

I came out of my parents house and Tyler was at the front door waiting for me. "There she is!" He smiles holding out his hands. "I'm glad you're as happy to see me as I am to see you." I smile a little, moody was an understatement but, I still managed to smile.

"I know how you get when Aiden is away so, today I am going to spend as much time with you as possible to help distract and divert your thoughts."

"It's fine, you don't have to do this." He opens the door. "Nonsense, friends are there to catch you when you fall." He gestures for me to get in and I do. Some friend I am, he knew what went down with Elliott and I but, he still doesn't know about what's inside of me. I remove my hands from my stomach as he gets in, sooner or later there will be no more hiding.

It's been three weeks since I met Tyler in the supermarket, his family's supermarket and for those three weeks we've gotten close, he's been a great friend. Of course the media had taken note of me not wearing my ring and pictures of Tyler and myself flooded the internet. Headlines and unpopular opinions were common and less effective in affecting my feelings.

Elliott finally talked to me, he was happy that I was moving on and dating again. I was sad, it was never anything like that and still isn't. We talk more but, it's always about Aiden small talk wasn't really a thing for us but, it still happened from time to time.

Elliott, three weeks ago we said goodbye to each other and you seem so happy yet I'm still so sad, truth is, you are my happiness and I'll never truly be happy if I'm not with you...

"Gianna?"

"Hmm?" I look up at Tyler as I answer. "I was asking if this area was ok?"

"Yeah sure it's fine." I swirled away in my thoughts and I thought I heard Tyler say something about being right back. We had an early lunch then went sightseeing, it's amazing how my hometown had changed since I left after finishing college, it was fun spending time with Tyler today but when the night hits the thoughts come crawling out.

A few minutes later he comes with drinks in hand, crap. I should have told him. But didn't he notice all day today I had water or juice? No beer or anything with even a drip of alcohol. Hey, who am I kidding, men are clueless to certain things.

"Thanks." I smile taking the drink knowing damn well most of it was going to get spilled tonight. Good thing we were in vip I couldn't splash it on anyone. "Gianna this is Dana, Dana this is Gianna." He introduced me to the friend that was celebrating her birthday party tonight.

"Ahhh, the famous ex I've been hearing so much about." She hugs me. "I hope they were all good things." She laughs and I chuckle. "Honey trust me, the way he talks about y'all past I'm wondering why y'all broke up." I widen my eyes and smile awkwardly at her. "Happy birthday Dana, the party is that way." She laughs. "Alright Gianna, he's telling me to go, nice to finally meet you girl."

"Aww, it's nice to meet you too, Tyler that's no way to talk to the birthday girl." I tease and he chuckles awkwardly as we both laugh. "Yeah Tyler, how rude."

"Happy birthday Dana." I give her hand a squeeze one last time. "Thanks beautiful." And she was off. I nudged Tyler and smiled at him as she left and he looks down at me smiling.

"The famous ex huh?" I joke. "I'm honored you speak so highly of me they think we should still be together." I smile and he blushes. "Stooooop." He says as he puts his finger over my lip. "You're making this harder for me."

"Alright I'll stop." Tyler and I were always like this and he would always try his hardest to put a smile on my face, just like any man would for his lady. But we didn't work out because he wanted to leave the community for college and I wanted to stay.

Now listen it wasn't because we chose separate schools why we ended and it wasn't really the distance. The truth is, we fell apart because of the lack of time we could make for each other.

I was going to school and working and so was he but, on holidays he was coming home and would get time off his job to visit family and as for me, I still had to work my butt off. This all made me wish I'd chosen to go to college with him.

I was always tired the time we would spend together in my room I'd be sleeping and he'd be up watching something. Everytime I woke up I apologized to him for falling asleep and he'd just put his arm around me and told me it was alright.

I always questioned how it could be alright for your girlfriend to not spend time with you. I felt there was someone else and that's why it was. Plus, I wasn't good enough for him either, in high school he was a heart throb and he grew to be a bigger one. I was just an average girl who grew out her huge glasses and pigtails.

Eventually we found it hard to love somebody you hardly spend time with but the feelings were always there... still here.

I looked up at him as he smiled at me and I still felt something. But for now, I couldn't distinguish my feelings from desperation or that feeling you have for that one ex that never truly goes away.

We spent most of the night by each other's side, sometimes I'm in front of him dancing other times he's in front of me. I enjoyed Dana's party and it felt good to be out again like this, work aside.

The night ended with a fully sober me and a drunk Tyler using me as a human crotch to get into his house. "Hey, how comes you're so sober? We had almost the same amount of drinks." His speech was slurred but in truth Tyler, you were the only one that had as much drinks as you.

I chuckle. "I can hold my liquor." He laughs squeakily. "And I can hold a bolder on one finger." I giggle at his tease.

"Alright get inside funny man."

"Don't mind if I do Miss "I can hold my liquor." He steps in then falls. "Oh my God! Are you alright?" I close the door and rush over to him. "I'm fine." He laughs and I roll my eyes smiling then I stand.

"It's time for bed Tyler get up."

"Help me up mommy." He holds up both hands. "Quit playing around. You know I can't manage you and your giant self." He still holds out his hands and I hold them to assist. Can't beat em...

There was a cool breeze as I fell face first, if this boy ever lets me hurt myself and my unborn child, I'm going to kill him. "Tyler have you gone mad?"

"Maybe." He wiggles his brows and rest his hands at my waist. "I'm doing this before I sober up." He laughs, looks me in the eyes and I furrow my brows.

"The past three weeks I've spent with you have taught me how to love again since my wife's death." He was married?! And she died?! Oh no. I feel all sad.

"It's been almost 4 years since her death and I just never felt the need to start over despite being this young. Then I saw you and you told me what happened with your marriage and it just felt like maybe you were sent to me and you were to find me." He hiccups and I chuckle.

"Out of all the places you could have went, you chose your hometown and then our paths crossed."

"You know, that's some pretty sober stuff for a drunk man who's tripping over himself." He laughs and I feel his chest vibrate under my hands.

I started to think about what he said, was this really true? Both our marriages hit a sudden end and starting over isn't in our best interest. Was Tyler the man I was always supposed to be with? My first love? Was he to be my last? I sighed shaking my head.

"Let's get you to bed big guy." I begin getting off him and I feel his hands tighten on my waist before he lets go. Good, don't fall for me, I'm a mess and in love with my ex husband, you will get hurt. I cause hurt, even to myself.

"The guest room is to your left." I hear him say as we near his room. "Thanks." I responded as I helped him in. Why am I always stuck with the drunk guys?

I guess he was picking up what I was putting down because he directed me to the guest room instead of sharing his room. That was okay, Tyler and I were to be friends and misery wasn't supposed to seek comfort.

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