Chapter Thirty Seven-Devin

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Are you kidding me right now? Nicole is calling me. Shit. I'm not sure I'm breathing. Breathe Devin. In through the nose, out through the mouth. Shit.

I start pacing in my living room.

"Oh my God, Nicole." My voice is barely a whisper. Breathe.

"How are you?" Does she have to ask? I'm losing my damn mind without you, how are you?

"I'm hanging in there," and I softly add, "I miss you."

She's silent for a bit, and I can't breathe again. Shit. I freeze, waiting for her to say something. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.

She sighs, "I miss you too, Devin. A lot. So, I...uh... I was wondering, if maybe...if maybe you were free this weekend," she pauses, "maybe we could do dinner or something?"

Oh my God. There it is. She's opening the door for me. Don't mess this up, man!!!!!

"I would love to." I'm breathing again. And smiling. Oh my God...THANK YOU!!

"Great." I can hear the smile in her voice, too...my insides are swirling. Oh man...she sounds so good.

"How about I pick you up Friday? Is Friday ok? 6 o'clock?" My heart is doing a Mexican hat dance.

"Sounds good, you pick the place, you know what I like."

"Perfect. I'll see you Friday. And Nicole..."

"Yes?"

I was about to tell her how absolutely wrecked I've been without her, but I decided to hang onto that for now. I have a feeling that giving her too much right now wouldn't be wise.

"I can't wait to see you."

Hanging up from Nicole, I flop down on my bed with a feeling that I can't quite explain. Euphoria? Relief? I've been existing this past month with a vice grip on my heart that just wouldn't let go. Not eating, not sleeping, just existing. Who in the hell wants to eat or do anything, for that matter, when a piece of their heart is missing???

Elation and panic are two of the best words to describe the emotions that ran through me when Nicole's name popped up on my phone screen. I was all nervous and shit. Seriously, this thirteen-year-old teenager inside of me needs to chill the fuck out!

Our conversation was brief, but when she asked me out...man...she asked ME out...the thirteen-year-old was jumping up and down, all in my face, grinning at me like a fool.

Now, I'm not going to jump the gun and assume all is well with the universe...not just yet. I know I hurt her. I hurt her badly, but at least it seems like she's giving me a chance. A chance to try to explain this crap and make it right. I have so much damn groveling to do!

Hell, I don't even know where to begin...'So one morning, I went to pick my kid up, and his mother opened the door naked. She tried to seduce me, and oh, the kid I went to see may not actually be my kid, and while I was hanging with the said kid, his mother tried to kill herself'??? Shaking my head, this shit is nuts.

But I am so happy that Nicole called me, that she wants to see me. That shit alone has me on cloud nine! Laughing to myself, cloud nine, huh? Running my hands over my hair, I sigh...and I smile. Grinning like a fool. I've got it so bad, man, and yes, dammit, I'm excited. I'm ordering a pizza.

Three days. Let the countdown begin.

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