Apologies for the delay. Well delay doesn't even come close to the time that has gone. However, I am back and I will conclude the story this time.
Aaron's Story XI
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The night was not over yet. Anger was raging through me. Perhaps, anger doesn't even come close to describing what I actually felt at that moment. I wanted to grab hold of that Alex bitch and rip him limb by limb. That son of a bitch had planned this entire con from the 1850s! How the fuck did he dare to mess up my life! And to think that Dan trusted him with his life and was more than head over heels in love with that sneaking midget! I had to do something! And I needed to act fast. I needed to tell Dan everything!
I halted at the bottom of the staircase. A muffled buzz of the music playing in the front reached me through the shut door. Alex's words echoed in my ears. How could I possibly make Dan believe about Alex? I needed proof. As my anger slowly dissipated, I tried to analyze my problems. I realized I was headed towards a dead end. In my rage I had given Alex the Seven days ultimatum but now come to think of it, I had nowhere to go. I had no leads. I had no idea where to start. And the worst thing was that giving the laughing bastard a week was simply digging a grave for me and my relationship with Dan.
No! I needed to do something at once. I had to be unpredictable in order to beat that conniving bitch at his game. I had to come up with a plan now! I kicked the door in frustration and something fell on my shoulder. I screamed and jumped to take a defensive stand. I looked around with wide eyes and a boxer's stance. Just the dusty staircase and the flickering light. My recent brush with Alex was making me paranoid. I relaxed and turned to leave when my eyes fell on a small lump on the floor. I stooped to get a closer look. A dead rat! Where the hell did that come from? I brushed it aside. More pressing matters needed my attention and I was freaking over the dead body of a... Hang on! The dead body! The corpse! An idea was slowly forming itself. With a determined and confident air I opened the door to do what I had undertaken.
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Daniel's Story IX
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I kept the empty glass back at the bar. I could feel the effect of several shots of vodka finally having their effect. I finally felt more relaxed and light-hearted after the entire week of pendulum-swinging between Alex and Aaron. Here I had been pining for Alex for almost two centuries and the moment I got over him to be with Aaron, the bitch called Karma lashed out with a whip; and lo and behold I am standing between the two tearing at each other. I felt like booty and they the hunters! Only this time the booty too was running up to console each hunter! I wanted love and Life said, "Thou shall have it! And More!"
As I stood thinking and cursing repeatedly, Aaron suddenly emerged from among the dancing mob and walked up to me. Without a word, he came and sat next to me.
"Scotch on the rocks." He told the bartender who arranged the order. Taking the drink he took a sip and turned to look at the pub leaning against the bar. I looked at him sideways waiting for a hint. After tonight's fiasco I really was in no hurry to start a conversation. Who knew what he would swing at me now!
"It's a great party!"
I sat puzzled. What was he saying? Was he drunk? He's trying to have a normal conversation with 'Me'! I guess my surprise rendered me speechless. He turned to look at me after a minute of silence.
"What? So, you're not talking to me now?" He said with a raised eyebrow.
"Umm No! I was wondering how come you're talking to me now when a couple of hours ago you had no regret at bashing my head with a bat."
He took a sip while rolling his eyes.
"For the record, I did not bash your head. The bat didn't hit you so stop whining!" He spoke coolly.
"Yeah! It didn't hit me. Such solace!" I retorted slightly agitated at his lack of emotion.
"I don't believe this! You dumped me after a night when your supposedly dead boyfriend showed up! You bashed my life! And now you're complaining about a missed shot! Preposterous! Grow up?" He rattled in one breath and downed his drink in another.
"It's not my fault, okay! I didn't know he'd come back! And I didn't dump you! You ran away and didn't talk to me or let me talk to you!" The alcohol had made me brazen and I was not going to take the entire blame! That was so not fair!
"Of course I ran away!" He turned to look at me in the eyes now. "What would I have done? Watch you guys fuck like bunnies? Lapping each other and salivating! Urgh!" He feigned a vomit attack.
"We didn't fuck! I love you, remember? You're the one always running away from me! You didn't stay to claim me! You just saw Alex and took off! Did you think for a second about me? What I wanted? What I would have done! No! It's just you! Every time you lash out at me and whip me with your sarcasm or roll your eyes! It is so frustrating!"
"What? WHAT! I am sarcastic! Really! And who are you? My gosh! Your saliva drips with honey! You've so never been sarcastic! You've not commented when dropping me home after I was covered with bruises! Irritating me when I had been beaten up by my douche boyfriend! You've not ignored me when you came to dinner for the first time! You've not called me a whore! You've not done anything! You've never ran away, have you? No! It's just me who likes running! I am always running!" He thundered in response to my accusations. He paused to take a breath and I thought he was done. But no the volcano had just started erupting!
"Since the first night we met, all that you've done is been rude to me or ignoring me or jeering at me or running away with your back from the dead boyfriend or calling me names! Jeez! I mean where the hell is the love? All we do is fight and argue; and then fight again! I read that romance memoir of yours with all the 'Alex is this!' and 'Alex is that!' and 'Oh! Jesus Christ! I feel I am in love with this angel of goddamn crap!' And when I compare that to our relationship! What do I see? 'Oh! Aaron you're sarcastic!' and 'Oh Aaron! You killed me with a freaking bat!' And blah! Blah! Seriously! Why would I stay when I know I don't stand a chance! Why would I fight for you when you're not even mine? Why would I..."
