The White Rabbit

11.) Dean's Date

Lyla and I decided to hang out at my place tonight while Dean goes on his date to keep my mind busy from what Tyler and him could possibly be up to with those two girls. We decided on watching How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days because it's iconic and a comfort movie. Lyla is sitting on the couch cozied up while I pop popcorn in the microwave.
I didn't ask about Dean's date much before he left because I didn't want to come off that I cared...because I don't. Maybe I do...I don't know. We aren't dating and never have dated so I shouldn't be jealous or upset but I am. I so totally am. He told me where they would be in case something happens and I need him and that's the extent.

I know he's reluctant to even go on the date but what if they hit it off. What if they get married and suddenly this bitch is my kid's step mom. Then suddenly Dean and her have children together and now my kid is Cinderella. The step daughter from Dad's drunken one night stand that gets treated differently that his other kids.

I know I'm delusional...I know that he doesn't even want to go on this date and he's only doing it because Tyler begged and said if he didn't that he was going to come to my shop to beg for me back. Which is a BAD idea because I am bumping hard right now. Like it's hideable to a certain degree but you get a chipotle burrito in me and this bump of mine is screaming,"With child".

So I know this is to protect me and the baby from Tyler's wrath aswell as protecting Dean from losing a friendship...a friendship that I know is close to running its course. I mean Dean has to see the writing on the wall, right? Tyler's ex-girlfriend of 3 years is pregnant with his kid. Someday that'll find its way to Tyler and the friendship is dead but also Tyler has been slowly turning into a corporate douche ever since he landed his first architecture job.
I didn't see the change in him until he dumped me and just from the outside looking in now...the change is astounding. He has an inflated egotistical head. He did me a favor dumping me to be quite frank.

"How much longer left on the popcorn?" Lyla whines getting eager to start the movie.
"30 seconds...be patient! Who's the pregnant one here?" I tease grabbing the Hot Tamales candies and ripping the cardboard box top open with my teeth.
"I can smell the popcorn so I'm getting antsy!" Lyla laughs.
The microwave beeps and I pull out the bag giving it a good shake before dumping it into a big bowl. I take the Hot Tamales candy and toss those inside aswell. It is a staple for Lyla and I's movie nights. The candy gets warm, buttery, and gooey. It's the best.
I bring the bowl over to the couch and snuggle in with Lyla as she pushes play with one hand and shoveling popcorn into her mouth with the other.
"Ugh I haven't watched this movie in like 6 months...I'm so ready!" Lyla says still chewing on the popcorn.
"Me too..." I mumble unexcitingly grabbing popcorn aswell but somehow I can't get out of my head what Dean is doing on this date of his.
Lyla notices and pauses the movie.

She lets out a long exaggerated exhale.

"What?" I says innocently while inserting a Hot Tamale into my mouth.

"Get your fucking shoes on preggers...let's go spy on your baby daddy." She  grumbles getting up from the couch.

"Lyla...no...I shouldn't!" I laugh fisting more popcorn into my mouth.

"You shouldn't...but you're gonna. It's either this or I suffer through a damn good movie knowing you're wallowing in self pity over here and I can't have that. I deserve better...Matthew McConaughey deserves better." She says point at me then swiftly reaching for more popcorn and tossing it in the air and catching it with her mouth.
"Shoes on bitch...let's roll." She says heading to my bedroom.
"What are you doing?" I chuckle getting up and walking towards her.
"Well we can't go out in our jimmy jams now can we?" She chuckles strutting her One Direction tour shirt from highschool and clearly what seems to be Kevin's boxers.
"Alright...you can borrow some of my clothes..."I laugh and we head into the bedroom searching for something to wear.
"Where the hell did they even go tonight anyways?" Lyla says sliding hanger after hanger aside.
"Some club...I don't know. It's called Outer Banks or something. It was Tyler's idea." I say pulling out a one shoulder red dress.
"Tyler doesn't get out much does he...that's the bar he sucked face with that bitch with." Lyla mocked pulling out one of my spaghetti strap black dresses.