Sour Patch

20

(Reeses pov)

Standing there in a daze I realized how badly I had fucked up. Looking back on my behavior I realized that I had indeed been a rude little shit. I had attempted to take over Jasons life in various little ways and he deserved an apology. It wasnt his fault that I was attracted to him and that scared me, with my emotions out of control I had tried to take control of my physical environment, every time I felt an attraction to Jason, I became a snarky asshole, because it scared me. Due to my past I was terrified to experience these kinds of emotions again and I was trying to drive away the cause, in his own house. I smacked my head against the wall berating myself for being such an idiot. As much as I thought I should probably leave, Jason deserved an apology and a good one at that.

I went around the house and made sure that it was spotless, cleaned up all of Bruces messes in the backyard and then glanced at the clock it had been about an hour and a half, so Jason should be headed back now. I grabbed what I would need and began to make an apology breakfast, this time putting Bruce in the backyard while doing so. Jason was right in the fact that Bruce couldnt get out of the fence and I felt like a douchebag for pouring out all his coffee this morning, I hadnt even thought about the fact he said he had been standing outside for over an hour with Bruce he must have been freezing.

Once I had finished with breakfast, I had a wonderful spread of eggs, biscuits and gravy, and an array of breakfast meats, with crepes on the side. Setting the table, I heard a car door shut and I hoped it was Jason rather than one of his friends. Time seemed to freeze as I was waiting for the door to open and reveal the identity of the person who showed up. When the door opened, and I heard some girlish giggles I felt my heart drop. Rounding the corner Monicas head of brunette locks alerted me to the fact that this could go bad in a various of ways, since she did kind of threaten me the last time that we were face to face. Luckily for me Tylers tall frame was just a few seconds behind the little spitfire. Monicas face seemed to drop when she saw the spread on the table whipping her head back and forted me by the fridge. Sighing she dropped a group of bags onto the counter.

"Well so much for a breakfast date surprise". She said while glancing up to Tyler.

"Yeah sugarplum, looks like you were too late to make it but maybe if you ask nice the nice man will let us join." He replied in a sarcastic manner

Monica wrenched her head to my direction so fast I was surprised that she didnt get whiplash. Her eyes went wide and began to water as she approached me, her lip quivering. Feeling awkward, not knowing what to do I quickly backed up until I was trapped against the sink. In horror I watched a tear fall down her face, I was completely out of my element and a bit freaked out. I barely registered Tyler guffaws in the background as I nodded my head as fast as it could go.

"Of course, you can." I practically screeched in her face.

Monica's face did another transformation as she began to beam a huge smile in my direction, then she turned back to Tyler who was leaning on the doorway laughing with tears in his eyes. Shaking her head, I watched as she approached the table and inspected the breakfast. After declaring that there wasn't near enough bacon she dug out her supplies and cooked even more to add to the meal. Tyler finally finished with his laughing fit, decided to join us in the kitchen. We fell into an ease and began chatting about life in general. I learned that Tyler and Jason have been friends since their diaper days, Monica came into Tyler's life in college, and they both loved being in the outdoors. They didn't have a television preferring to actually have to speak with each other, board games galore and a biweekly meal dates with their friends.

I told them about how Bruce and I have just had each other for the last five years, that I was an emergency room nurse, and that other than my walks with Bruce that I didn't really leave my studio apartment. I loved to cook the same with Monica, but other than that I pretty much avoided most of their questions about my past. I really didn't want to delve into my past with the two of them, I didn't want my past to affect the possibility of friendship with them. We were so lost sin our conversation that we didn't realize that Jason had come home and was watching from the other room. I was bust retelling how Bruce had tackled him in the park, and how we met for the first time when we got startled by his chuckling.

"That was an off day for me." He chuckled as he entered the kitchen, "looks like you guys made quite a spread, cant wait to dig in."

I jumped up from the bar stool that I had found myself on and scurried up to Jason. "Hey, can I talk to you in the other room really quick?"

He eyed me suspiciously but nodded and went into the front room where I dutifully followed, once there he crossed his arm across his body and faced me like he was about to go into battle, I cringed at that knowing that I had been that big of a jackass to him. Walking up to him I placed a hand on his arm and looked up into his emerald eyes,

"I am really, really sorry Jason, I realized that I was being beyond a Jackass and you didn't deserve the crap that I was spewing these last two weeks. I know that you probably want me to leave but I just had to apologize face to face before I went."

Releasing my grip, I began to turn away to go pack my stuff when I was stopped a hand gripping my arm and pulling me backwards.