A week later I was still thinking about how sweet Matt had been. Since it was Valentine's Day I knew he was spending the day with Marcie but the selfish part in me wished that Matt would come spend the weekend with me again. I knew that it wouldn't happen but a part of me wouldn't stop wishing for it.
I was sitting down to dinner for three when the phone rang. With a sigh I scooped it up and held it to my ear. "Hello?"
"You bitch," Marcie spat into my ear.
I flinched even though there was no way she could do anything to me. "What's wrong, Marcie?"
"Don't act all innocent! I don't know what game you're playing with Matt but you had better lay off because he's mine, not yours. I've work too hard to get him to notice me for some dumb slut to ruin all of my hard work. Things were perfect before you went and told Matt you were having his child. I bet you got yourself knocked up by some other guy and you're just telling Matt it's his so he'll stick with you. He's not with you so back off!"
"Marcie, what are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb with me!" she screeched. "I know Matt wasn't on campus last weekend and I assume you spent at least part of that time with him. I know you two have been talking on the phone nearly every night since you made me out to be the bad guy at Christmas. I know you're planning on stealing him from me. So give it a rest and go away."
"I'm not trying to steal Matt away from you. I promise you that that's the last thing I would ever try to do. I'm happy for you two, I really am. You two seem really good together when you're not fighting. There's no way I would try and get in your way."
She snorted and I was sure she wasn't listening to a word I was saying. "You are the worst liar I've ever heard. Why else would Matt cancel our plans for tonight than to go visit you? It's Valentine's Day and he'd rather spend it with some tramp than with his girlfriend!"
"Matt's not here. Doesn't he have some really big test to study for or something?"
"That's what he said but how should I know if he's telling the truth or not? He tells me nothing and yet it seems like he tells you every little thing. Did you know that Maria's on the honor roll? Of course you did. I had no idea until I heard him talking to you about it. He brushed the conversation off saying it wasn't really something important but it was important enough for him to talk to you about it. Why does he talk to you so easily and yet he can hardly stand to be in the same room as me anymore?"
"I just happen to know Maria better than you do. It really wasn't anything big."
"Yes it was! How am I supposed to get along with his family if they all love you and hate me because I got mad once? I have every right to be mad about the fact that my boyfriend didn't tell me he was going to have a child with some tramp from his hometown."
"Then tell Matt you want to know more about his family. I'm sure he'd be happy to talk to you about it. He's always willing to talk about his family since they matter so much to him."
She growled. "Don't tell me what's important to my boyfriend. You have no right to talk to me like you know him better than I do."
I sighed. "I've just known him longer is all. I'm sure you know him better than I do."
"No I don't, and that's the problem! I should know him best but I haven't gotten the chance to learn about him because you keep getting in the way! You stay away from Matt or else I'll be forced to do something that I really don't want to do."
She hung up before I could reply and I sat there staring at the phone for a long time before putting the phone down to eat. I hadn't thought Marcie would get mad over a simple thing like me talking to Matt but I guess after the way she acted at Christmas I really shouldn't have been surprised by what she was willing to do.
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