Tuesday, August 1, 2006 at 8:57 a.m.
Prodigy
I wake up on the couch still partially tired and confused. I don't remember coming down here and falling asleep until I see a drink on the table in front of me. Oh now I remember. I look at the clock on the wall and see I woke up an hour before I have to be at work. Usually I would rush, but this time I'm taking it slow. I own my own company so why not be a little late.
I start to get up off the couch until I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I look over and see Ray heading into the kitchen. Now that I think about it, I never asked him how his date went last night. I decide to go ask him making me get up off the couch and follow him into the kitchen. I see he looks like he's start to cooking breakfast until I speak up.
"Good morning, Ray."
He jumps a little before turning around and seeing me. "Oh you scared me. Good morning, Prod."
"So how are you?"
"I'm great. And you?"
"Good," I say. He goes back to preparing breakfast and there's still some silence between us until I decide to speak up again. "So I never got the chance to ask, but how did your date with your boyfriend last night?"
"It went better than what I expected," he replies while cracking eggs.
"What do you mean?"
He took a long pause before he spoke. "I mean I finally told Kye used to be a prostitute." My eyes went wide. If I was sipping a drink I probably would have spat it out.
"W-what?" I stutter. "Y-you told him. H-ow did he t-take it?"
"Prod, relax," he says chuckling while pulling some fruit out from the refrigerator. "I told him and he took it just fine. He didn't judge me or anything. He just held me telling me it's going to be okay." I will admit Ray saying that Kye was holding him last night did make my blood boil, but I wasn't going to show nor was I going to tell him that. If I did then it'll start a whole big argument again and we don't need that.
"Oh well how sweet of him," I say and stay silent while Ray gets started on the bacon before I slowly start backing out of the kitchen. "Hey Ray, I'm going to start getting ready for work. Is breakfast going to be ready by the time I get down?"
"It should be," he replies.
"Okay thanks," I say and leave the kitchen while hearing him yell a 'you're welcome.' I head up the stairs and head straight to the bathroom in my room. I slam the door shut and anger starts boiling. I feel so confused. At one minute I feel like I should let Ray do his own thing with Kye, but yet I still feel like I want him all to me.
I hop in the shower right quick and while I'm in there I brush my teeth and wash my face. Hopping out the shower I change into a nice suit since I do have a meeting at one. While I'm changing I can smell the breakfast all the way from my room and it smells so good. I finish changing and head downstairs into the kitchen to see Ray fixed me a plate.
"Here's your plate, Prod."
"Thank you my lovely housewife," I say and start eating at the island while the both of us laughed.
"Shut up, Prod," he laughs as he joins. We eat in silence looking at each other from time to time. I really want to tell Ray what's on my mind right now, but I can't at least not now.
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