Evacuated

The End of An Era

Some nights went by a lot less interesting than others. Time seemed to be fading and people did too. The night of the 21st was missing the entertainment I thrived for and I found myself in the same position I always seemed to be in. Desperate. The night of the 23rd was the same thing. The 22nd had a different approach.

The night of the 22nd, June 22nd was as follows. Jess and I seemed to have some sort of routine. Actually JJ and Will had a "routine" that isn't exactly appropriate for all ages or any ages for that matter. But Jess and my relationship had the exact same approach every single night.

We'd be on bad terms because that's how the previous night ended and so there we were. Mad, upset, or careless in regards to our feelings toward the other one of us. My trust issues were unchanged for the most part but I could feel them getting a bit better. I tried hard to not think of our friendship as "fake" or anything along those lines as much as I could. I slowly began trying to believe it and until I started thinking of the reasons why it's fake, I did believe that maybe it was real. Maybe, just maybe, could I believe that there wasn't anything in it for him. And every time I thought that I managed to think up a few reasons why it was fake. And then I was back to trusts issues. Goddamn trust issues.

June 22nd was pretty much as you'd expect. Jess and I resolved our conflict through communication and things of the sort and ended up making up. And as May Belle would say, making out. Sure we kissed a little...okay, a lottle (clever, right?) but I wouldn't call it making out. Everyone seemed so supportive of us for the most part and just like May Belle, Brenda, JJ, Will and anyone I can think of aspired from making fun of Jess and I. And somehow everything and every reason got out to the entire school and according to Jess, kids were making kissy gestures at him in that halls, while I was completely oblivious to the fact that anyone else knew it had happened. After Jess and I finished kissing (not making out) and cuddling each other, JJ and Will did their little thing and made bets on it which JJ always loses. I still have no damn idea why she still participates in these bets because she's never won, not once.

I can't remember how or why, but something must've caused a fight between Jess and I and we ended up staying mad at each other by the end of the night. Happened every time and somehow I was to blame for this, every time. But I knew that Jess had just as much fault as I did and decided to ignore his petty blames.

The night of the 24th, last night if you will, followed the same pattern but in a different sort of way.

Earlier that day, May Belle and I walked to the grocery store for the Aarons and picked up some milk. On the walk back, she mentioned something that caught me completely off guard. I was talking about the nature of Jess and my friendship when she said "you're just like the 7th and 8th graders at our school." I was puzzled at what she meant by this. "What do you mean? How are we like them?" I asked. "You don't know?" May Belle seemed surprised. I shook my head. "There are kids in mostly 8th, sometimes 7th and only once was it 6th, who have these funny types of relationships with each other" she began. "How were they funny?" I asked, concerned. "They only kissed each other" she continued, "they don't like each other at all, just like the feeling of kissing. So they pair up with someone and at every recess just sit there making out. Any other time they don't communicate, don't care about the other and sometimes they actually hate the each other's personalities. They just make out and then ignore each other or fight most of the time. They don't actually like each other."

I was bellowed by May Belle's story. "Seriously?" my jaw dropped a little. "Mmm hmm" she nodded. "That's ridiculous, who is so low to do such thing?" I asked. "That's kinda what you and Jess remind me of now" she sighed at the ground. "How? We're nothing like that!" I screeched defensively. "Okay, let's see" she began, I felt this wasn't going to end well and my stomach began tossing inside of me, and not like it does when my mind wanders off to Jess, but like I was gonna throw up whatever I ate last in the next few seconds, but nothing came up. "You two are only okay with each other for a lapsed time period during the night which is around an hour somewhere. You guys just make up, kiss each other and touch each other places and then start fighting again. Then you don't even look at each other during the day until you make up again during the night and the cycle repeats itself" May finished. "You're kidding" I sighed. "Nope, that's how it is." I rolled my eyes. Maybe she was right. No, she was right. I needed to finish that right then and there.