Bunny - Kenjorine - Transition

Chapter 39

"He- that asshole." I scowl at him even though he can't see me.

"I guess you two are having a pretty big fight... is there anything I can do to help?"

I sigh, "No, you're doing plenty, trust me."

-

I tell Karen about how the call went last night.

"Jesus, Kenny is so protective. He's always been like this."

"I just don't know what to do..."

"Wait for it to pass, he will calm down."

"I hope so... I should uh, get going."

"Already?"

"I don't feel like dealing with Kenny right now. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay... see you..."

-

Kenny and I end up avoiding eachother on Friday as well. He doesn't seem to want to cancel his plans with Nicole so I don't want to cancel mine either.

On Saturday morning I arrive at Dave's house. He welcomes me in and we go up to his room. It's very purple.

"Is purple your favorite color?"

"Yeah. I know it's a bit overwhelming in here but I had a big phase in middle school."

"Ah, okay."

He sits down on his carpet next to a bunch of sewing supplies. "Ready to start?"

"Yep!" I sit down across from him.

He shows me the basics of how to use a needle, then on how to thread a sewing machine. He really knows what he's talking about, and it feels like he's super passionate about it. I guess I found the perfect teacher.

"Do you wanna try on your own now?"

"I think so, I'll try using the needle first."

I take two practice squares of fabric and try sewing them together. It actually looks pretty bad.

I end up poking my finger with the needle so Dave gets me a bandaid.

He puts it on my finger, "You need to stay focused when you're handling that thing. What's got your mind so cluttered?"

I sigh, "my boyfriend is hanging out with another girl today."

"Like, cheating on you?"

"No... he says they're just friends. He actually decided to do it to get back at me for hanging out with you. He's being petty."

"Oh, damn. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah... I'm just nervous. I really like him... he is the best thing that has happened to me. I don't want to loose him over something like this."

"..."

Dave looks at me, he looks kinda sad.

"You okay?"

"I uh..."

"What's the matter? Did my story get to you?"

"Haha, not exactly..."

"Then what's up?"

He puts down his fabric and looks at me, hesitant.

"Marjorine... There's something I need to tell you..."

"Oh... what is it..?"

"I..."

He takes my hand and looks into my eyes.