Destined

Twenty Five

Alex

Make the right decision for me, she says. It'll be easy, she thinks. However, she has no idea what it's like to be this good looking and have to deal with crazy, boring women on way too many occasions. Maria isn't the first woman I've "dated" who's turned out this way. Obviously, or else I wouldn't be staring out my bedroom window knowing exactly what's about to go down in here. She'll show up probably expecting to fuck but will be disappointed or thrown off guard when I tell her we need to talk. Knowing the kind of woman she is, though, she's most likely heard that more times than she can count on both hands which thinking about it is kind of upsetting. If only she would clean up her act and her wardrobe (because of course, I've noticed how she chooses to dress), then things would be different and I honestly mean that.
"Is she here yet?" I hear Evelyn yell through the door.
"Buzz off pipsqueak." The words fall from my mouth just loud enough that she'll be able to hear my reply.
"I'll take that as a no." She says before presumably heading back into her own room.
I wish I wasn't so used to this. This kind of behavior really shouldn't be anyone's norm come to think of it. I suppose that somewhere along the line I was just so exhausted of being broken hearted that I felt as if I had to do anything to change it. Probably wasn't the best idea but I can't go back and change it now, not after years on end of the same routine. Getting with the same girls, who eventually became women of their own, using all the same old tricks because there wasn't any reason to be someone else and in a sense of the word, grow up. No matter how many times Andrew and Jolene tried to get me to see the light to change my ways, it only made me pull back from them and fall deeper into what I hadn't realized then to be the beginning of a problem. I can easily admit it to myself these days but if someone else were to ask me, there would be no way they'd get to know the truth.
The bedroom door creaks open without request and a groan leaves me to turn my head to the side in suspicion. In my peripheral, a brunette of average height tosses her purse onto my bed. "That annoying ass child. I seriously don't know how you do it; putting up with her deserves a gold medal." Maria announces in an already annoyed manner.
"What?" I ask while feeling more spaced out than usual.
"Evelyn."
"Oh, okay." I finish, moving towards her. She goes to remove her clothing but is quickly stopped by me shaking my head at her. "Look, we need to talk." I reach behind her to close the door so it can appear as if we have some privacy.
"Are you trying to dump me?" She picks up much sooner than other women have. The look on her face is completely screwed and filled with rage, she had those crazy eyes going on and that is definitely something watch out for next time.
"Technically, you were never my girlfriend so, no." My hands grab hold of her shoulders, "I just think that you and I need to take an indefinite break, I'm sorry to hurt you like this but it's for what's best." I give her my best apology face but all I get in return is maniacal laughter to which I remove my hands and take a step back for my own safety.
"No, no. You must be seriously sleep deprived because there is no way in Hell that you're trying to get rid of me so easily as if I'm just like every other girl you've plowed your way through. You want to ditch me? You better find a more creative way to do it."
"Okay, how about this-" and just as I'm about to tell her that if she doesn't leave the premises and get out of my life I'd be getting a restraining order, she jumped up on me and attached our lips together. She wasn't leaving until she got what she came here for and that isn't me wanting it, that's me knowing it for a fact and since she's great in bed (a tad bit sloppy at times but still great) I don't mind.
She ended up staying over for much longer than I had originally anticipated and I know there's no way that blondie across the hall didn't notice the lack of speaking or yelling or whatever most 'couples' do when they end their relationship. I'm clothing myself with my back turned to Maria when it hits me how majorly I've fucked up. This wasn't part of the plan, I was supposed to end this so I could move on with my life under this roof. Why did she have to jump me and end up naked under my sheets? A question that may need to be left unanswered.
I twisted my doorknob to open the door with Maria standing behind me but have an immediate urge to throw myself and Maria behind closed doors once Evelyn exists the bathroom. The short blonde and blue-eyed beauty stares me down, not moving from her spot. Maria, finally having enough of being in this house, shoves herself past me but doesn't leave before placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. I don't look at her, my eyes are glued to Evelyn. The front door of the house shuts fairly loudly, signifying Maria had disappeared from our sights.
"That wasn't the right decision." Is all she says before attempting to walk away from me. I wrap my fingers around her wrist but she snatches it away from me almost as soon as the first action happened. "Don't touch me, not after using those hands on her. You will have to boil five hundred layers of your skin off before I even consider allowing you to touch me again. You and your actions are disgusting. So here's something you should know, you repel me." Her eye contact was so strong that her words physically hurt me, although I refused to let it show. The blue orbs of mine followed her movements which led her behind her bedroom door until she eventually sat across from me at the dinner table that very evening. Evelyn did her best not to look my way or pay me any mind but she was trying too hard and even her parents could sense that. The poor little girl must think that if she speaks to everyone but me then I'll disappear but she'd be sadly mistaken. Or I'm completely off and don't actually have any true understanding at what she's trying to achieve but it'll figure itself out soon enough.
"Evelyn, can you hand me the butter please?" Her mother asks softly and as the young girl is holding on to the container full of just that, I thought I'd test something.
"Oh and the pepper for me as well please." The butter doesn't reach Jolene fully because when I asked for the pepper, all of Evelyn's movements came to a halt and she was leaving a nice glare to shoot my way.
"Are your arms broken?" She retorts.
"Evelyn!" Andrew and Jolene both get after their daughter, shocked by the words coming out of her mouth. I'm pleasantly surprised she even spoke to me so the smirk on my face showed itself for the first time today.
"Now, darling, you're just infuriated," I tell her, looking in her eyes.
Her laughter was less funny and more tested by my existence. "Please enlighten me, why am I infuriated?"
"Because I didn't get rid of her and make the right decision, in your words that is." I watch her plop the butter container down in front of Jolene without breaking eye contact.
"I have no reason to be mad over that."
"You hated her and I mention getting bored and suddenly you're hyped that she's getting kicked to the curb."
"Obviously I hated her, I didn't hide it. But don't you go putting this on me, you're the one who wanted to dump her."
"We were never dating. I don't date girls, I don't have girlfriends and I haven't for a long time so it's impossible for me to dump someone."
"Look, I have a problem with people who say one thing and then do the opposite or don't follow through at all. You literally told me that you didn't think I'd be seeing her again because you are bored with her so that means you're done with her. That does not mean that you have her come over with intentions of being done with her just to screw her and not be finished with whatever you two had going on. Life doesn't work like that."
"Sorry to tell you sunshine but you've been living in denial your entire life. As you get older and have physical relationships with people, shit doesn't always go as planned and as a human being, you have to learn to deal with it instead of throwing a hissy fit all the damn time. You're so God damn naive."
"Okay, you two this conversation is done." Mr. Harris speaks up only to be ignored by his daughter.
"I'm not throwing a hissy fit," she directs at me as if she didn't hear her father, "I'm simply stating things. God, why can't you stop seeing me as this five-year-old child when I'm a damn teenager for Christ's sake." Her voice raises. Her mother is holding her head in her hand with eyes closed, definitely over us not getting along.
"I'll stop seeing you that way when you start acting your age."
"I do act my age."
"Blaming other people for your relationship ending isn't acting your age." The words fly out of my mouth like word vomit, I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to.
"I'm sorry what relationship ending?" Jolene inquires and that's when I see the fire in Evelyn's eyes splashed out with a bucket of water. Her shoulders fell from their perfect posture. She still hadn't told her parents about her split from Daniel, she's been nothing but lucky that it hasn't been brought up until now. Now, I've shared her secret and she'll have an actual reason to been upset with me. "Evelyn?" Jolene pushes.
"Daniel dumped me a while back." Her words are whispers while she stares blankly at the plate of food in front of her.
"How long is a while back?"
"The last time I asked if he could come over." She answers.
"And why did this happen?" Evelyn's gaze shifts to me and sighs.
"Some things were brought up and it spiraled into everything in our relationship being centered around me, and how I only seemed to care about myself along with the things happening in my life and not his. It was a very loud argument but it was over before I knew it." We held eye contact the entire time she spoke. "I know you liked him a lot and I know that you're probably enraged about it or maybe just about me hiding it for so long, but I just didn't know how to tell you guys without saying something that I shouldn't say. I'm not sorry that I kept it, it was just one more thing that had happened and led me to think about everything."
"Evelyn, I am extremely disappointed," Jolene says.
"Excuse me, I think I'm full. I'm just going to head to bed, goodnight." She stands, exiting the dining room slower than normal. I look down at her plate, which hadn't even been touched by her cutlery. She wasn't full, I had just made her appetite diminish.
"Jolene, don't be disappointed in her," I start. "She didn't know how to tell you-"
"Did you know?" Jo asks me and I hesitate for a moment too long so she knows her answer. "Of course you did, why wouldn't you. You're the only one that seems to know anything in this house anymore." Jolene removes herself from the chair and heads out into the backyard.
"Andrew, I only know 'cause I was there when it happened."
"You should've said that then."
"Are you mad at me too?"
"Neither of us are mad, Alex. Jolene feels betrayed because she's starting to feel like her relationship with Evelyn has changed and she doesn't like that feeling."
"And what are you?" I ask.
"I'm confused."
"Why?"
"I'm trying to figure out what it is about you that is causing Evelyn to act so out of character."
"Why is it my fault?"
"Alex, she never acted this way until you showed up."
"But why does it have to be my fault. I'm not the one who controls her."
"How else can we explain her acting this way." He says to me and I'm stumped because truthfully, I don't know even in the smallest bit.