Vince

Break In

Vince was driving us back to the hotel when I got a call. I answered the phone without checking the caller ID assuming it was Hannah and she wanted to see how I was doing and when we'd be back.

"Hey, it's David. Are you free Friday?"

"I took a trip and I'm not exactly sure when I'll get back. When I do, can I call you and then we can figure something out?"

"Of course. If you don't mind me asking, where'd you go?"

"My friend was having a family issue so we drove for hours to fix it. If I'm being honest I have no clue where I've been this entire time," I laughed.

"You sure you weren't kidnapped?" David joked.

"It wouldn't be so bad if I was. This place has the greatest frozen yogurt I've ever had. I'd probably love to be kidnapped if the yogurt was included."

Vince looked at me weird and asked, "Kidnapped?"

"I have to go, but call me when you can." David hung up.

Vince asked, "Who was that?"

"This guy David I met recently. When do you think we'll get back?"

"Maybe two days."

"That's Thursday," I mumbled mostly to myself, "So I should be free Friday."

"What's going on Friday?"

"I guess it's a date."

Vince went silent. I could tell he wasn't thrilled but he asked and that was his fault. He pulled off to the side of the road and parked the car.

"Rhia what the fuck?"

"What?"

"I guess I'm just confused. See, less than ten minutes ago you were in my lap and now you have a date?"

"Yeah."

Vince clenched and unclenched his jaw, "I thought. I don't know what I thought."

He threw the car in drive and focused on the road.

"What did you think?"

Vince spoke quietly, "I thought we had something going on."

"I wouldn't be comfortable being in a relationship with you because you fuck other women for a living and that's something I don't think I could get past."

Vince sat quietly, his grip on the wheel growing tighter.

"I'm too possessive for that," I mumbled.

Vince didn't say another word. He pulled of to a hotel for the night when he was too tired to drive, and still refused to talk to me. He laid on his bed flipping through tv channels too quickly to actually see what was playing.

"You may not want to talk to me but I'm going to talk to you anyway. I think we should get a pizza," I said, not really preparing anything to say.

"I want to talk to you Rhia." Vince got off the bed and grabbed me by the arms, "I want to do a lot of shit with you. I want to be with you, but you've made it clear that isn't an option."

"So you're going to ignore me?"

"I'm trying not to get angry at you."

Vince let go of my arms and went back to his position on the bed. I wasn't done with the conversation so I got onto his bed and sat on his lap where I knew he'd have to acknowledge me.

"Rhia, stop."

"When things are purely physical I can work with us being a thing. I just can't get attached to you because I know I'll go insane if I do."