yesterday, it was nice to have you at the fight.”
“It was good to be there,” she tells me, pushing her hair behind her ear.
My phone rings, interrupting us. I find it charged on the counter behind me and I know Ivy plugged it in. My sister’s calling. “Good morning, Mia,” I answer.
“Whoa, you sound chipper today.”
“That’s nice of you to say, but really I’m just extremely happy you called,” I tease her.
“Spare me, Krane. I know you better than that.”
“Fine, you got me,” I say in a little more somber tone.
“There’s my baby brother.”
“What the fuck can you need this early in the morning?” I ask. She’s agitating me already.
“Well, you haven’t booked your room for the wedding this weekend and I was wondering where you were planning on staying?”
“I was gonna stay in yours, isn’t that cool with you?”
“Ha,” she laughs out loud. “The fuck you will. I’m going to book a room for you. It’ll be my present to you for being the best man. Although I’m still not sure why Wayne picked you since you haven’t done shit for him.”
“What was that?” I ask, now pissed off at her.
“Nothing, I’ll email you the details.”
“You do that, Mia.” I hang up annoyed by her comment and toss my phone aside.
“She piss you off?” Ivy asks me.
“Yup, her wedding is this weekend and she’s just calling to bust my balls, being stupid as always. Fucking women sometimes, you know?”
“Hey,” Ivy exclaims.
“Damn, I’m sorry.”
She glares at me opening the cabinet. “Plates?” she asks.
I open another drawer and hand her a few paper ones. “Why do you keep everything in drawers?”
“I don’t know, I just throw shit where it’ll fit.” She serves our eggs and I pour us each a cup of coffee. She adds sugar to hers and I drink mine black.
“Wanna eat outside?”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
We take our food out to the patio and sit down looking at each other for a brief moment. Ivy has an uncertain look in her eye and then asks me, “What are we doing here, Krane?”
Taking a bite I respond, “Uhh, eating.”
“I know that! I mean with us?”
I look her in the eye, contemplating how to answer her. Why is she doing this right now? Cocking my head to the side as I speak, I do my best to stay calm. “Ivy, you mean a lot to me, probably more than you realize, but I don’t know how to answer your question. Most of the time I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. If what I’m giving you right now isn’t enough, I’m really sorry, but each breath is still a struggle for me .”
“And you think it’s not for me?”
“I know it is. I’m trying here, Ivy.”
“Are you?” she jibes back.
I glare at her, caught off guard by her sudden animosity. “Of course I am.”
“Sometimes, it doesn’t feel like it anymore,” she says with tears in her eyes.
“Why would you say that? I think things have been great.” I hate to see her upset like this.
“I don’t know, lately things feel different. That’s why I wanted to know what we we’re doing.”
“I told you, eating.”
“This isn’t a fucking joke, Krane. You can’t even answer a simple question.”
“Ivy, you’re running with expectations for us, and I’m not sure why. I mean, I didn’t ask you to drive me to Logan’s party, or to my fight, or to stay the night with me last night. That was all you.”
She blinks a few times, obviously hurt by my words and sets her fork down.
Fuck!
“I’m sorry,” I say, trying to repair some of the damage.
She gets up from the table with tears in her eyes and says, “I gotta get going.” The thought of her leaving panics me and I grab her hand, trying to make this right. “I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I enjoy being around you, I really do. You keep my mind busy, but to have expectations on things right now, that’s just not something I can handle.”
“Clearly, we have different feelings on things.”
A
“It was good to be there,” she tells me, pushing her hair behind her ear.
My phone rings, interrupting us. I find it charged on the counter behind me and I know Ivy plugged it in. My sister’s calling. “Good morning, Mia,” I answer.
“Whoa, you sound chipper today.”
“That’s nice of you to say, but really I’m just extremely happy you called,” I tease her.
“Spare me, Krane. I know you better than that.”
“Fine, you got me,” I say in a little more somber tone.
“There’s my baby brother.”
“What the fuck can you need this early in the morning?” I ask. She’s agitating me already.
“Well, you haven’t booked your room for the wedding this weekend and I was wondering where you were planning on staying?”
“I was gonna stay in yours, isn’t that cool with you?”
“Ha,” she laughs out loud. “The fuck you will. I’m going to book a room for you. It’ll be my present to you for being the best man. Although I’m still not sure why Wayne picked you since you haven’t done shit for him.”
“What was that?” I ask, now pissed off at her.
“Nothing, I’ll email you the details.”
“You do that, Mia.” I hang up annoyed by her comment and toss my phone aside.
“She piss you off?” Ivy asks me.
“Yup, her wedding is this weekend and she’s just calling to bust my balls, being stupid as always. Fucking women sometimes, you know?”
“Hey,” Ivy exclaims.
“Damn, I’m sorry.”
She glares at me opening the cabinet. “Plates?” she asks.
I open another drawer and hand her a few paper ones. “Why do you keep everything in drawers?”
“I don’t know, I just throw shit where it’ll fit.” She serves our eggs and I pour us each a cup of coffee. She adds sugar to hers and I drink mine black.
“Wanna eat outside?”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
We take our food out to the patio and sit down looking at each other for a brief moment. Ivy has an uncertain look in her eye and then asks me, “What are we doing here, Krane?”
Taking a bite I respond, “Uhh, eating.”
“I know that! I mean with us?”
I look her in the eye, contemplating how to answer her. Why is she doing this right now? Cocking my head to the side as I speak, I do my best to stay calm. “Ivy, you mean a lot to me, probably more than you realize, but I don’t know how to answer your question. Most of the time I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. If what I’m giving you right now isn’t enough, I’m really sorry, but each breath is still a struggle for me .”
“And you think it’s not for me?”
“I know it is. I’m trying here, Ivy.”
“Are you?” she jibes back.
I glare at her, caught off guard by her sudden animosity. “Of course I am.”
“Sometimes, it doesn’t feel like it anymore,” she says with tears in her eyes.
“Why would you say that? I think things have been great.” I hate to see her upset like this.
“I don’t know, lately things feel different. That’s why I wanted to know what we we’re doing.”
“I told you, eating.”
“This isn’t a fucking joke, Krane. You can’t even answer a simple question.”
“Ivy, you’re running with expectations for us, and I’m not sure why. I mean, I didn’t ask you to drive me to Logan’s party, or to my fight, or to stay the night with me last night. That was all you.”
She blinks a few times, obviously hurt by my words and sets her fork down.
Fuck!
“I’m sorry,” I say, trying to repair some of the damage.
She gets up from the table with tears in her eyes and says, “I gotta get going.” The thought of her leaving panics me and I grab her hand, trying to make this right. “I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I enjoy being around you, I really do. You keep my mind busy, but to have expectations on things right now, that’s just not something I can handle.”
“Clearly, we have different feelings on things.”
A
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