about Carly?” I hadn’t seen
them together much.
“Ah, she said she wanted to spend New Year’s with her family in
Maryland. I think she’s pulling away
from me.”
“I’m sorry man.” What else could
I say? They had been together a long
time, and I thought they were in love. Of course, what did I know about love?
“Okay, if I can get away I’ll meet you. I’m sure Cruella will be calling soon.”
“No shit! Her name’s Cruella?”
“No dumbass, that’s just what I call her. Her names Maria and she’s a younger version
of my mother.” I shivered at the
thought.
“Man, I don’t care if you end up poor. That’s much better than spending the rest of your life with someone like
that.” I couldn’t agree more. Unfortunately, I liked having money and
didn’t know how to live as a poor person.
“Listen, I need to go. I’ll give
you a call tomorrow night when I break free.”
Laughing, he said, “okay” before
hanging up. I decided to get a shower
before heading out for dinner. I had
held up here long enough.
An hour later as I started out the door my cell rang. Not recognizing the number I answered,
“Speak.”
“Mr. Withers? Col…Colin?” The
female answered back. Smiling, that was
exactly why I answer the phone that way, it normally intimidated whoever called
right from the start.
“Yes.”
“Hi, it’s Maria. Your mother gave
me your number. I just wanted to know
what time you will be picking me up tomorrow night.” Smooth, she had regained her composure and
quickly I might add. I didn’t want to
pick her up. If I did, I wouldn’t be able
to ditch her and meet up with Matt and Dave.
“I’m sorry Maria, something’s come up and I’ll have to meet you
there.” I heard her sharp intake but
didn’t know what the source, anger or something else.
“What do you mean you’ll meet me there? I can’t just show up by myself!” She seethed, okay anger it is.
“Well, that’s the best I can offer. You’re welcome to find another date if you wish.” Actually, I really hope she did.
After a few moments of calculating silence, she said, “No, I’ll meet you
there. Maybe later you can take me
home.” She said sweetly. I
wouldn’t bet on it sweetheart.
“Fine, I’ll meet you at 8.” Cutting her off, I hung up and headed out the door.
Later that night I found myself at yet another bar. This one was in a
better part of town. Of course, I
limited myself to two drinks especially after the incident last time. After about an hour of sipping my whiskey and
watching football on the TV, I decided I’d had enough. Walking outside, I needed to call Seth to
come and pick me up. While looking down
at my phone, I didn’t notice the three thugs coming up behind me. One grabbed an arm, and then someone else
grabbed my other one. They dragged me
down an alley and started punching and kicking me. “Look at what we have
boys.” One of them said as he spit on
me, then he grabbed for my watch. I fought
back, I worked out regularly but they still got the better of me. They took
turns holding me, and with one punch, I felt my lip split. With ever kick and punch I could feel the
damage it was wrecking upon my body. I
could even feel my eyes swelling even though I still struggled with them. What kind of muggers were they? When something hard hit my head, everything
went dark.
Chapter 6
Someone’s
Hurt, What do I Do?
After watching a comedy show while eating dinner, I decided to walk for
a while. About thirty minutes later, I
was thinking of just hailing a cab. I
didn’t really know how safe it was here and didn’t want to take any chances. About the time I started to
them together much.
“Ah, she said she wanted to spend New Year’s with her family in
Maryland. I think she’s pulling away
from me.”
“I’m sorry man.” What else could
I say? They had been together a long
time, and I thought they were in love. Of course, what did I know about love?
“Okay, if I can get away I’ll meet you. I’m sure Cruella will be calling soon.”
“No shit! Her name’s Cruella?”
“No dumbass, that’s just what I call her. Her names Maria and she’s a younger version
of my mother.” I shivered at the
thought.
“Man, I don’t care if you end up poor. That’s much better than spending the rest of your life with someone like
that.” I couldn’t agree more. Unfortunately, I liked having money and
didn’t know how to live as a poor person.
“Listen, I need to go. I’ll give
you a call tomorrow night when I break free.”
Laughing, he said, “okay” before
hanging up. I decided to get a shower
before heading out for dinner. I had
held up here long enough.
An hour later as I started out the door my cell rang. Not recognizing the number I answered,
“Speak.”
“Mr. Withers? Col…Colin?” The
female answered back. Smiling, that was
exactly why I answer the phone that way, it normally intimidated whoever called
right from the start.
“Yes.”
“Hi, it’s Maria. Your mother gave
me your number. I just wanted to know
what time you will be picking me up tomorrow night.” Smooth, she had regained her composure and
quickly I might add. I didn’t want to
pick her up. If I did, I wouldn’t be able
to ditch her and meet up with Matt and Dave.
“I’m sorry Maria, something’s come up and I’ll have to meet you
there.” I heard her sharp intake but
didn’t know what the source, anger or something else.
“What do you mean you’ll meet me there? I can’t just show up by myself!” She seethed, okay anger it is.
“Well, that’s the best I can offer. You’re welcome to find another date if you wish.” Actually, I really hope she did.
After a few moments of calculating silence, she said, “No, I’ll meet you
there. Maybe later you can take me
home.” She said sweetly. I
wouldn’t bet on it sweetheart.
“Fine, I’ll meet you at 8.” Cutting her off, I hung up and headed out the door.
Later that night I found myself at yet another bar. This one was in a
better part of town. Of course, I
limited myself to two drinks especially after the incident last time. After about an hour of sipping my whiskey and
watching football on the TV, I decided I’d had enough. Walking outside, I needed to call Seth to
come and pick me up. While looking down
at my phone, I didn’t notice the three thugs coming up behind me. One grabbed an arm, and then someone else
grabbed my other one. They dragged me
down an alley and started punching and kicking me. “Look at what we have
boys.” One of them said as he spit on
me, then he grabbed for my watch. I fought
back, I worked out regularly but they still got the better of me. They took
turns holding me, and with one punch, I felt my lip split. With ever kick and punch I could feel the
damage it was wrecking upon my body. I
could even feel my eyes swelling even though I still struggled with them. What kind of muggers were they? When something hard hit my head, everything
went dark.
Chapter 6
Someone’s
Hurt, What do I Do?
After watching a comedy show while eating dinner, I decided to walk for
a while. About thirty minutes later, I
was thinking of just hailing a cab. I
didn’t really know how safe it was here and didn’t want to take any chances. About the time I started to
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