Breaking the Ice
Trois
"Sid" I whispered pushing him away from me.
"Do you not? So you don't...oh." He looked down at the ground disappointed and shocked.
"You're a great guy it's just. I've never thought about you like-" I felt more and more uncomfortable about the situation and the icy cold wind whipping my face didn't help.
"It's okay." he said dropping his hands and shoving them into the pockets of his dress pants.
"Sid can we just go somewhere and talk?" I said looking around. I was starting to get paranoid of someone catching us.
"Fine." He pouted. I looked behind him and saw Bylsma walking towards us.
"See you guys tomorrow" he said. I just about held my breath as he walked by. I guess he didn't see anything.
"Primati's?" I asked Sidney. He gave me a small nod and we got into our cars. When I shut the door to my black CL600 I took a deep breath. This was going to be a really awkward talk.
Sid and I sat at a table at Primanti Bros in Southside. It was a litlle after 11 so none of the drunk college kids were out of the clubs yet. The place was empty with the exception of one homeless man in the back corner.
"Sid, as you've probably noticed I don't really date. The guys give me shit for it all the time. It's just that I kinda have casual hookups. I don't have feelings for anyone because I never let myself have feelings for anyone."
"Why? I mean, I don't date that often either but-"
"You're too good for me. I'm kind of a slut" I said frowning.
"Don't say that about yourself Mel"
"Sid it's true."
"Oh come on, how many guys have you been with." he laughed throwing a fry from the basket between us into his mouth.
"I don't know." I stared down at my clutch in my lap.
"What do you mean you don't know?" he furrowed his eyebrows scanning me for an answer.
"I stopped counting after 50." I said. I felt sick. I took a sip of my water and tried to read his face. His jaw dropped.
"Wow, so you just have sex with every guy you see?"
"No! I just never date anyone so I have- you know what I don't have to explain myself to you. I'm sure you never asked Talbo why he's fucked half the girls in PA." I said starting to get angry.
"Yeah, but he's Max"
"Forget it." I scoffed and got up and left. I was furious.
"Nealer why are you such a debbie downer! There are plenty of things to do!" I said heading for the kitchen.
"Mel we've eaten enough" Duper said following me in by candle light.
"No, I have plenty of alcohol. It's not like we have a game anytime soon. I plugged my phone into my bose speakers and put on my "party" playlist. A couple of the guys groaned and rolled their eyes, but they were just hiding the fact that deep down, they loved Justin Bieber.
I handed the guys some beers and took a few shots with Geno and TK. We chatted for a while and started playing a few drinking games. We played flip cup and have you ever. After a few minutes the power came back on. I was already drunk and dancing swining my cup of straight vodka above my head. Yes I drank straight vodka. I think all of the guys were at least tipsy. I decided it was a total sausagefest so I invited some of my female friends and neighbors over. Within an hour we had a good old fashioned house party. I spotted Nealer from across the living room and marched right up to him. I pushed past everyone on the pseudo dancefloor aka my living room. We pulled the couches further back, moved the coffee table, and dimmed the living room lights.
"Why aren't you dancing?" I asked putting a hand on his bicep.
"Come on Mel, I never dance" He said taking a swig of his whiskey. It was definetly the alcohol, but I leaned up on my tippy toes and whispered in his ear.
"Dance with me" I demanded sexily. He looked down at me with a smirk on his face as I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the mix. We were grinding and the room was spinning a little bit. The next thing I knew I turned to see James' face and our lips were barely touching. He leaned down to me an licked my bottom lip begging entrance into my mouth. I let him in without thinking twice.
Pascal's POV
"So when did you know?" I asked, walking up to Sid.
"Huh, what?" He said coming out of whatever daze he was in. He was staring at Mel talking to James and he wasn't happy about it.
"You're in love with her. Everyone knows it. When did you know?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He scoffed taking a huge swig out of his Labatt blue light can.
"Sid you can tell me." I said finishing off my fourth beer.
"I don't love her."
"Sid." I raised my eybrows and Sidney finallly gave in.
"Her second season. I don't know what it is. I shouldn't, I know that, but"
"You just do? I understand it."
"Do you think she likes me?" he asked. It kinda hurt me, beause I knew he'd be upset, but he had to know eventually.
"I think she likes James" I said nodding in their direction. Sid looked over and his eyes went wide. They were kissing and grinding all over the room. He shut his eyes and faced me.
"I'm gonna go get another drink."
"Do you not? So you don't...oh." He looked down at the ground disappointed and shocked.
"You're a great guy it's just. I've never thought about you like-" I felt more and more uncomfortable about the situation and the icy cold wind whipping my face didn't help.
"It's okay." he said dropping his hands and shoving them into the pockets of his dress pants.
"Sid can we just go somewhere and talk?" I said looking around. I was starting to get paranoid of someone catching us.
"Fine." He pouted. I looked behind him and saw Bylsma walking towards us.
"See you guys tomorrow" he said. I just about held my breath as he walked by. I guess he didn't see anything.
"Primati's?" I asked Sidney. He gave me a small nod and we got into our cars. When I shut the door to my black CL600 I took a deep breath. This was going to be a really awkward talk.
Sid and I sat at a table at Primanti Bros in Southside. It was a litlle after 11 so none of the drunk college kids were out of the clubs yet. The place was empty with the exception of one homeless man in the back corner.
"Sid, as you've probably noticed I don't really date. The guys give me shit for it all the time. It's just that I kinda have casual hookups. I don't have feelings for anyone because I never let myself have feelings for anyone."
"Why? I mean, I don't date that often either but-"
"You're too good for me. I'm kind of a slut" I said frowning.
"Don't say that about yourself Mel"
"Sid it's true."
"Oh come on, how many guys have you been with." he laughed throwing a fry from the basket between us into his mouth.
"I don't know." I stared down at my clutch in my lap.
"What do you mean you don't know?" he furrowed his eyebrows scanning me for an answer.
"I stopped counting after 50." I said. I felt sick. I took a sip of my water and tried to read his face. His jaw dropped.
"Wow, so you just have sex with every guy you see?"
"No! I just never date anyone so I have- you know what I don't have to explain myself to you. I'm sure you never asked Talbo why he's fucked half the girls in PA." I said starting to get angry.
"Yeah, but he's Max"
"Forget it." I scoffed and got up and left. I was furious.
"Nealer why are you such a debbie downer! There are plenty of things to do!" I said heading for the kitchen.
"Mel we've eaten enough" Duper said following me in by candle light.
"No, I have plenty of alcohol. It's not like we have a game anytime soon. I plugged my phone into my bose speakers and put on my "party" playlist. A couple of the guys groaned and rolled their eyes, but they were just hiding the fact that deep down, they loved Justin Bieber.
I handed the guys some beers and took a few shots with Geno and TK. We chatted for a while and started playing a few drinking games. We played flip cup and have you ever. After a few minutes the power came back on. I was already drunk and dancing swining my cup of straight vodka above my head. Yes I drank straight vodka. I think all of the guys were at least tipsy. I decided it was a total sausagefest so I invited some of my female friends and neighbors over. Within an hour we had a good old fashioned house party. I spotted Nealer from across the living room and marched right up to him. I pushed past everyone on the pseudo dancefloor aka my living room. We pulled the couches further back, moved the coffee table, and dimmed the living room lights.
"Why aren't you dancing?" I asked putting a hand on his bicep.
"Come on Mel, I never dance" He said taking a swig of his whiskey. It was definetly the alcohol, but I leaned up on my tippy toes and whispered in his ear.
"Dance with me" I demanded sexily. He looked down at me with a smirk on his face as I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the mix. We were grinding and the room was spinning a little bit. The next thing I knew I turned to see James' face and our lips were barely touching. He leaned down to me an licked my bottom lip begging entrance into my mouth. I let him in without thinking twice.
Pascal's POV
"So when did you know?" I asked, walking up to Sid.
"Huh, what?" He said coming out of whatever daze he was in. He was staring at Mel talking to James and he wasn't happy about it.
"You're in love with her. Everyone knows it. When did you know?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He scoffed taking a huge swig out of his Labatt blue light can.
"Sid you can tell me." I said finishing off my fourth beer.
"I don't love her."
"Sid." I raised my eybrows and Sidney finallly gave in.
"Her second season. I don't know what it is. I shouldn't, I know that, but"
"You just do? I understand it."
"Do you think she likes me?" he asked. It kinda hurt me, beause I knew he'd be upset, but he had to know eventually.
"I think she likes James" I said nodding in their direction. Sid looked over and his eyes went wide. They were kissing and grinding all over the room. He shut his eyes and faced me.
"I'm gonna go get another drink."
7/26/13