Saving Ivy

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Chapter 12

Ivy spent most of her Saturday morning brooding about what happened. Okay, he was vulnerable, she wanted to console him, that was all there was to that kiss... right?

Ahhhh! It’s freaking her out. She couldn’t forget it. She didn’t think of Jamie that way, he was a friend. Nothing more.

Okay, so maybe he has the softest lips ever.. but that’s beside the point!

She looked at the clock. 9:00 am.

She opened her TV and watched the news. They were reporting about a snow storm, the streets were blanketed with 10 inches of snow. No one is supposed to go out and people are advised to stay inside.

And then she heard a knock on the door.

Jamie was standing there, all bundled up. “My electricity went out.” He said, and goes inside, passing her.

“ I have a fireplace but my dogs are hogging it. I was seriously contemplating drinking cold coffee but then I remembered, We’re friends! So I went over here and now I’m gonna drink your coffee.” He explained.

“Listen, Jamie...”

“Listening, Captain.” Jamie saluted, looking at her over his cup of coffee.

“What happened last night.. when I kissed you? Let’s not do that again.” She said.

“Want some oatmeal?” he said. not answering her .

They spent the first few hours watching ‘The Fast and the Furious.’ Series.

“At least you’re the only one without electricity.” Ivy said, muching on her popcorn.

An then the room plunged into darkness.

“You jinxed it!” Jamie laughed. “You just had to jinx it, didn’t  you?”

“So what do we do now?” she asked, lighting her fireplace.

“We should drink beer. Beers are awesome.” Jamie said.

“Yeah.” She agreed.

2 hours later

“An’ an’ lemme tell you something,” Ivy slurred, “I don’t care what anybody says, Teletubbies is the shit! Tinky winky is  awesome, with his fucking antennae an’ an’ pudgy arms an’ big stomach an’ shit!”

“Yeah! An’ if liking teletubbies makes me a pussy then I’m a fucking pussy! You know what i’m saying?” Jamie answered, laughing his ass off.

“ Gayballs Hour!!!” she yelled, drinking straight from the bottle of Johnny Walker Blue.

“Your problem is that you think of sexuality as a discrete attribute – straight or gay. Yes or no. When in reality... it’s like Politics. We have a two party system, people identy as Republican or Democrat, based on where their major values lie, and there are more vocal extremist in each camp. But most of us fall somewhere in the middle. Regardless of party loyalties, political beliefs are really a spectrum ranging from fascist to communist, and the majority of the public is fairly moderate.” He explained.

“Holy shit.” She laughed. “That’s so fucking deep man, how did we go from teletubbies to politics?”

Jamie’s shoulder shook with laughter, “ I don’t even know!”

“So, what are you? Fascist or communist?” she queried, genuinely curious.

“I’m a Marxist. From each according to his abilities. To each according to his needs.” Jamie said, shrugging his shoulders.