Chapter 3, pt.1 - Story of my Life.

The car was quiet on the drive back home. The only sounds were the tires on the road and the faint hum of the radio playing a country song. I turned it up and sang along, tapping the stearing wheel with my finger tips, it calmed me down enough to think about what I was going to do about Dillan. I turned into the driveway and just sat there, I didnt want to get out of the car. I turned off the ignition and was frozen with my hands in the 10 and 2 position, too nervous to go inside. It didn't take long for Dillan to look out the kitchen window, he made a gun with his fingers and "pulled the trigger" at me. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. I took my time walking up the steps to the back door fiddling with my keys to buy time. I looked up to see him standing there with a dumb smirk on his face, holding the door wide open for me. I stood there, arms folded. "Hello gorgeous!!" his voice boomed, much to excited to see me, "I've been waiting for you Jac, how is Callie? Mark was over here, he said she didn't come home last night." I walked past him, trying not to touch him at all. My attempt failed, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him so fast I had no time to react. He threw me up against the fridge with so much force I heard beer bottles clattering inside. Then he stopped and inch from my face, I could feel his breath on my lips and the tip of his nose touched mine sending shivers down my spine. "You know Jacy," he whispered "you are driving me absolutally crazy lately. You have got to stop playing these games. I know you want me, and I want you so lets just get this over with alright? So we can move on with our lives." He leaned in closer so I slapped my hand over his mouth and pushed with all my might. "Dillan!" I screamed, "this has to stop, right here, what you are doing needs to stop!" My voice was shaking along with the rest of my body. He stood there in a daze looking at me like I was crazy. "I like you alot Dill, and I don't want to mess up our relationship by being horny idiots, and no offense but, I don't think we could ever date each other. Your just not my type." I waited for him to answer but he just looked at me with his mouth hanging open and slowly sat down at the table. I could see his mind thinking of something to say, some kind of rebuttle. "What exactly is your type Jacy? You haven't had one trace of a boyfriend in the four years I've known you! Shit, if we didn't live together I would think you were a damn virgin!" I sat down at the table with him, "Oh, come on Dillan! Why does that even matter! So what if I were a virgin! That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard! How can you--" He slammed his hand down on the table making the shot glasses rattle. "That isn't the point girl! The point is you need to stop being such a prude and give some poor guy a chance. I mean I've been chasing you for so long and you never even gave me the time of day." He put his hand on his forehead and looked down. "We are friends, thats all we ever were, I thought--" He looked up at me, his eyes on fire, "Yeah, yeah, you thought this, you thought that! You never thought that maybe, just maybe I wanted more than a friendship with you? You're so focused on not caring that you can't even realize how much others care for you!" I couldn't think of anything to say to him that would make this better. "I had no idea you wanted me like that, why didn't you say something?" I reached out to grab his hand, but he pulled it away from me standing up trying not to look me in the eyes. "I'm going to go lay down, I feel the second hangover hitting me. See ya later Jac." With that he left me sitting there like a moron not knowing which way is up. I decided to go work on my term paper then maybe take a snooze myself. I sat down at my computer and started going through my notes when my phone vibrated, it was a message from Callie. Hey, can I come over? Mark is at home. I'm not in the mood to talk to him. I sent her a quick text back saying, come on over, and got back to my term paper. I could hear Dillan snoring in the room across the hall, I turned off my computer and headed downstairs to wait for Callie. She came storming through the door and slamed it behind her. "Damn, take it easy on my house." She gave me a look from hell so I shut my mouth. "He's denying it all Jac! He's denying that he ever cheated on me!" I paused a moment to see if she would say anything else, then I took her hand, "Did you tell him that someone saw him with someone else?" She looked at me eyes full of tears, "He said that guy would say anything to get in my pants, then he got mad at me for sleeping with someone else! I just can't believe this is happening, I thought we would get married and buy a house. This is such bull shit!" I stood up and got us both a cup of coffee and sat back down at the table. Callie took her cup in both hands like she was a victim of  rape or something and sipped it slowly. She is such a drama queen, I could see her trying to make her hands shake, sucking on my pitty tit. I pretended I didn't notice. "Well, you can stay here as long as you want. You know that, and I'm very sorry life didn't go as you planned but, shit happens hun. You just need to try and move on." She smiled a little half smile and looked out the window. "You always say what I need to hear Jac, thank you. Do you mind if I take a nap?" I needed to finish my term paper so I had no problem with that. "Oh, yea! Of course Callie, you can crash in my room. Try and be quiet 'cause Dillan is asleep up there too." She smiled at me and headed upstairs, I followed to grab my computer and then headed down to work. I wrote for about an hour before passing out on the couch. To be continued