chapter 3

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Beckham The night is going well. I am surprised at how much fun I am having with the guys. It looks like everyone in town got the memo that it was a boys night out. Everyone seems to be out tonight. We have bikers with their old ladies, some athletes, a group of teachers, some guys from the fire station, some officers, and just a bunch of people. Some are drinking, some playing pool, but everyone is busy and having a great time. I am starting to relax, and taking some of this mental load off. Today has been a good day. I got to visit my mom for a bit when it slowed down at Tilly's. It sucks that we kept being interrupted by that waitress, but I am just happy I got to see mom and that she is happy and healthy. Mom told me that the girl had recently moved there and has custody of a bunch of family kids or something like that. I wasn't paying attention. I mean not to be rude, but I do not care, but mom has a soft spot for everyone. She is too sweet for her own good. She feels sad for everyone and wants to help those who need it. That's just mom. Anyway, I told my mother that I plan on fixing things with Virginia this weekend. She was thrilled. Mom loves Virginia probably more than she loves me. I want to ask her to marry me, but we aren't even together. I messed that all the way up. Should I ask her to be my girlfriend again or just jump the gun? Act like we didn't break up and just ask her to be my wife. I worked on myself. I am ready. If she gives me this second chance, I won't mess it up. My mind is spinning out of control, because I don't want to do the wrong thing, so here I am thinking about asking the boys what they think or if they have any advice for me about all this. They are all happily married. I am sure they will have great advice. Before I can even get a word out though, we are approached by a bunch of women who want pictures and videos of and with Tyler and his band mate Terrance. "I don't think I will ever get used to this," James mutters. You can tell by his face he hates attention. Ever since I met him, I realized that he is just like me, more lowkey, more quiet. He is an observer. He knows everything! Literally. One of the smartest men I know. Some of the other guys laugh while others agree with him. Our night continues, and I decide to have a couple of drinks with some co-workers. "Beck, here is another shot," Ray, a new guy in our department hands me the shot, and we clink glasses and I drink it. This guy asked us all to call him Two, which is what his family calls him. He is pretty cool and we work well together. "I am going to take a leak and grab some more drinks and a new cue stick," he says and walks away. We started off in an area at the bar with mostly only us here, but everyone is now scattered and all over the place. I can't find James, Tyler or Jeremiah anywhere. Some of my coworkers are flirting and hooking up with women and I miss my girl so badly. I pull my phone out to send her a message, but all of a sudden, I feel something cold and wet land on my shoulder and on my back. I turn and guess who it is? Not a person I expected to find here, and I wasn't expecting to be covered in her drink. Just great! Virginia I felt dumb for feeling so miserable, so I got my butt up, got in my car, and now I am on my way to talk to Beck. I don't feel myself, not just the sickness, but also, because I haven't told him that I am carrying his baby. I think it is all getting to me, and I already feel it interfering with my daily life, so I decided to just go to tell him, and deal with the rest after. Once it is out there, I no longer have to stress or feel bad for keeping this huge secret. Guess no romantic reveal, although this is pretty romantic if you think about it. Going to surprise the love of my life and telling him we made the most beautiful thing two people could make. Maybe I am just a little afraid. After all, this is not my first pregnancy. I did have a miscarriage before, and it was hard on us both. I decide to think that our angel baby sent this new baby to us. I just pray and hope that this will bring us together. I called Beck twice on the way back to town, but he didn't answer. I know he was going to be out, but he normally always answers my calls or gets back to me right away. Besides the time he went the darkest of his life, he never goes long periods of time without reaching out and at least asking me if I am okay. If he is working, then I understand, but he is off. It doesn't even matter though, he already told me where he will be, so what better thing to do than to surprise him? With myself and the news of our baby. I suddenly feel so excited. What will he say? Now that I have had time to process it all during the car ride, I think he will be happy. With that beautiful thought in my head, I park down the street from the bar since there is no more parking in the parking lot, and make my way inside shortly after. Beckham "Oh my gosh. I am so sorry. I swear I am so clumsy," I hear the waitress that works with my mom say. "It's fine. Don't worry about it," I tell her, although it is not fine. Who wants to be all wet all night long? Wreaking of alcohol to add to that. "It isn't too bad," she says as she inspects me closer now. She now has a napkin in her hand, and she is trying to wipe me off. I stiffen. I notice some women watching. My body hates how close she has gotten to me and the sudden attention. As soon as she takes a swipe, I grab her hand and shake my head. "Don't go there Beck," I tell myself. I don't want to think about that at all. "It's alright." I say, needing to end this whole conversation and taking a breather. I need to call Virginia. I decide to just walk away. I used to get beat as a child. My sperm donor was a horrible man. This is why my mother and I moved here. I never want to think about that evil man. Because of him, and his family, I hate people and don't easily trust. I hate physical contact with most people. Virginia is a completely different story. She and her family are the best people and I guess because of them, I still have hope that not everyone is bad or wants to hurt me and gets a thrill of seeing me hurt or upset. Virginia is the only person who knows my whole life story. She has helped me forgive even though I never received an apology, and she has also helped me move on and has taught me to love and accept love. I return to my search for who I came here with, so I can say goodbye and good night, because there is suddenly a sour taste in my mouth. I make eye contact with James and begin walking over to him when I am almost thrown to the wall by a group fighting. I move over to the restrooms where others are standing when, again, I am again pushed to the wall. Everyone is getting out of control. The music is turned down and you can hear everyone screaming. Eventually, they get everything calmed down, and I make my way inside the restroom really quickly. I come out and run right into the waitress once again. She is with who I believe is her little group of friends, because they are all standing behind her and just staring at me with stup!d grins on their faces. "Okay, once was a coincidence, twice was chance, but now this third time must be fate." she giggles. I have no idea what she is talking about, but the music begins playing again, and I am grateful that I can't hear her anymore. I smile awkwardly and take a step to leave when she grabs my arm to stop me. "Wait handsome," I hear her say and I try so hard not to recoil from her touch. I don't want to be rude, but I really don't want anyone touching me. I think she gets the hint and backs away slightly, but she waves her hand, so I can bend down so she can speak to me. I guess she has something to tell me, so I bend down so I can hear her, but it is a big mistake. This woman, who I do not know, grabs my face and plants the biggest kiss on me. I quickly push her away, but now all I can hear are two things. A group of women cheering through the loud music, and a long ringing sound in my ears. Then nothing. I stare at this girl who I don't even know. I shake my head. She is probably drunk. I will just act like it didn't happen. I know she works with mom and I don't want things to get weird, but maybe I can stop by Tilly's and let her know to never do that again. Yes, I will do that. I don't want anything to ruin what I have with Virginia and with that thought, I decide that it is time to go. People in this town gossip hard and the last thing I am about to do is give anyone a reason to do so. I look up, trying to find the door. The exit is the only way to go now. Home and to talk to my girl. My eyes widen when I find many pairs of eyes watching me. One of them being Virginia. Judging by her face, she saw that. No. F*ck no. This can't be happening right now. What is she doing here?
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