Those Black Eyes
Chapter 4
By: Punk Lover
I stayed up most of the night. Can you blame me? My best friend and the girl I liked…wait, wait, I mean the girl I just met were having sex in the bed right next to me. That is really wrong and very unexpected.
I got up at around 8:00 the next morning really tired and chocked. Right away I looked over to where Billy and Skye did “the deed” and noticed that Billy was still sleeping…alone. I wondered where Skye was. I walked out into the hall. I could see Joel slowly falling off the couch and his hand was on Pauls face. I was trying not to laugh. I couldn’t see Skye though, since she WAS supposed to sleep by the TV in the corner.
I was a little thirsty so I headed over to the kitchen. Skye was there reading a magazine drinking, probably, coffee.
“Good morning.” She said in a happy yet tired voice. I just nodded my head with a dense smile. “Are you ok? You seem out of it.”
I looked at her ‘maybe because I got no sleep because two people were going at it next to me.’
“No I’m fine, just trying to wake up.” I tried to act normal. I sat across, the island counter from her. She pushed a glass of orange juice towards me signaling me to drink it. I toke it and drank it all at once.
“Calm down. You could choke drinking that fast.” She started giggling a bit. Then she went back to reading her magazine while I just sat there…watching her eyes move across the pages. She suddenly looked up and smiled. I smiled back looking her in her black eyes. Something in her eyes told me something but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“I love your eyes.” She said finally.
She caught me off guard “ Ummm…thanks. But they aren’t as cool as yours.”
“A lot of people kind off freak out when they see them. They don’t look at them like you do.”
“Well I think they’re really cool and unique. They don’t freak me out one bit.” She just smiled and toke my hand rubbing it lightly.
“You’re a sweet guy.” Her smile slowly faded and she removed her hand. I was wondering what was going through her mind.
“Are you ok?” I asked me voice a little hushed and concerned.
“Ya, I’m fine. I just had a long night.” All last night flashed before me. All the groaning and the bed moving around. Why wouldn’t she just tell me what they did? It’s not a big deal…well much of one. I tried getting her to tell me or at least to clue it in.
“Why was it a long night?” She looked at me looking like she didn’t even remember what she did last night.
“I…I’m just all cramped up since I slept on the floor.”
‘Why wouldn’t she tell me? Why would I care that she’s dating and sleeping with Billy even though I like her and…no fuck don’t think that way.’ But I had to admit it I really did like her. At least I have some sort of relationship with her.
“Ya that must suck.” She just nodded her head. She looked down back at her magazine. I tried to read her face but it was a total blank. I think she noticed because she looked up suddenly. She opened her mouth but didn’t say anything.
“You want to tell me something?” She looked at me, searching for the words. She opened her mouth again.
“Did you wake…?” I waited for her to continue but there was a long pause. “Do you feel like going out for breakfast?” I was surprised she asked and a bit disappointed that she changed the question but I put a smile on my face anyways.
“Sure, I just have to get dressed.” She laughed and nodded while looking down at what she was wearing.
“I better change too.”
She closed her magazine and we got up and walked to her room (where Billy was still sleeping) and I grabbed my stuff. She toke some cloths out of the closet. She stopped right by the door and looked down at Billy. She just stood there staring at him with no expressions on her face. Then she slowly started walking out of the room whispering, “You can change in here, I’ll go in the bathroom.”
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The car ride there was full of conversation. We mostly talked about the band and what it was like touring. She was really interested because she was in a band to but they only played gigs. She didn’t talk about her band much, just that she was the guitar player and lead singer. Her friend Lee was the bass player and her other friend Mitchell was the drummer.
We went to a place called “Livin’ In Your Kitchen.” It was pretty good actually. I ordered a plate of pancakes and Skye had some waffles.
“So you and Billy are good friends huh?” She nodded not being to answer since she had her mouth full.
“Yep great friends for…I think twelve years now.”
“Cool. You ever go out with him?” She was completely silent eating slowly finding her plate of waffles very interesting. “Skye…?”
“Not really no.” She finally answered. I don’t get it she had sex with him last night. They had to be dating. “What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?” Great now she’s changing the subject. I’ll never get her to tell me what happened.
“Not now no. I look but it’s hard since we’re touring a lot and being really busy.”
“Makes sense. I know what it’s like being single and always moving and playing gigs and not really having the time to date or even find someone you can trust.” Ok that’s it. I got to tell her I know. She’s lying to me thinking I don’t know what the real deal is.
“I know what’s going. I was there.” She was silent.