Scoring Love

The Date Part II

I gulped hard and Topanga stopped laughing. "Dad..." Jed cleared his throat and pulled something from behind his back. "What's this?" He said holding up red lingerie. I looked at Topanga and back at Jed. He looked me right in the eyes.

"Sir, I had nothing to do with-" if I said that, he'd hit Topanga he'd blame her and hurt her. I couldn't let that happen. "I bought it for her."Topanga grabbed my arm tightly, "Cory, no." Jed stepped closer and closer to me until we were nose to, well chin. I'm not the tallest, so what?

"You think my daughter's a joke, Matthews? You think you can just have your way with her and then dump her?"

Topanga nudged me out of the way and stood in front of Jed. "I bought the lingerie. I love Cory and I know he wouldn't do that to me. If we ever get married, he probably wouldn't want to get me pregnant because it would cause me pain. He loves me dad, more than you." Topanga snatched the lingerie and grabbed my wrist and dragged me upstairs.

She ran into her room and locked the door. I sat down on the bed, "He's gonna hurt you again!" She looked at the bed and sat next to me. "I really love you and with my dad around... I'm scared to be with you." Her voice started cracking. A single tear escaped from her eye. I wiped the tear with my thumb. "Don't be. I'm here to protect you." She leaned her head in my shoulder.

"You said 'if'." I said staring at the wall. "What do you mean, Cory?" I stood up and turned around to look at her. "You said 'if we ever get married.' Don't you mean when we get married?"

She furrowed her eyebrows and stood up, "There are other people in this world, Cory! We might not be together forever!" I furrowed my brow, "What are you saying? Are you saying we should see other people?" She relaxed her shoulders, "Yeah... I guess I am."

"You're breaking up with me? After all this?! I just fought for weeks to get you back, and now, you're breaking up with me?!"  Ok so I lost my temper a little bit.

She sat down on the bed and looked down as a tear escaped from her eye, "Please leave." I shook my head slightly, "No." She swallowed hard and walked to the window and opened it, "Please leave."

I climbed out the window but midway down, I took off my jean jacket and tossed it through the window.

I hopped off the roof and went to my car. My keys! I left my keys in the jacket. I climbed up the tree and onto the roof and I knocked in the window. She was holding the jacket and emptying the pockets. She held a a folded up piece of paper. Then I remembered, Marcy slipped a paper in my pocket when she kissed me. Oh no.

She slowly opened up the paper and read it. She walked to the window and opened it. "When were you gonna tell me about this note?" I grabbed the paper and read it.

Cory-
Obviously we both have feelings for each other still. When we were together I felt protected. You made me feel good. I think you should drop Topanga and go to a real woman. I still love you, and I will always love you. I see the way you look at Topanga, it's not the way you look at me. You never looked at me like that. I guess I'm jealous, but I really like you Cory. I always have. Just look at me like that, your feelings for me might come back.
                           -Marcy

I looked at Topanga whose eyes were red from crying. "I haven't read this note. She slipped it in my pocket when she kissed me." I looked at her, not the way I look at Marcy. I looked at her like I loved her, because I do love her and I always will.

"So what are we, Cory?"