Chapter Eighteen…

 

Chapter 18: Rebound

A ghost… err, vampire from Lila’s past has returned.

Lila couldn’t stand to spend another second in Nick’s house. Therefore, she moved out the next morning. The seven stages of grief were sure to follow: Shock, denial (been there, done that), anger (like wanting to fill up a football with explosive powder and switching it with the original during Nick’s next game), guilt (How could I be so stupid as to fall for Nick’s BS???), sorrow (duh), resolution (when???), and the other two she wasn’t sure.

A few weeks before, her mother and Roger bought a cozy cottage next to Lake Riverview. Lila now lived with them.

Lila didn’t remember moving out. She didn’t remember Nick’s reaction to seeing her leave so early. She didn’t want to remember. She only wanted to erase the scenario from her mind completely, and the next thing she knew she was living with her mom and Roger. And that was fine with her.

Roger’s dog also lived at the residence. Poor thing, it didn’t even have a doghouse or proper food to eat. Someone must’ve thought it liked to snack on plants. Hmmm.

Its name was Blue. And hopefully his owners will do a better job with their child. Like, not feed him bottles filled with plant stuff and fertilizer. Or Miracle-Gro. Or glowing, bright green substances (Sims 2 anyone?).

Lila slept on the hide-a-bed sofa.

That particular night, Audrey padded in the room to talk to her.

“You okay, Lila?” she asked.

“Did I ever tell you that Nick was my first kiss?” Lila blurted.

“I don’t think so,” she replied.

“Well, he was. Remember that time when I was 16? I was gone all night?” Lila asked.

“Should I sit down for this?”

Audrey sat at the edge of the bed. “So you lost your virginity to Nick?”

“No, no.” Lila almost laughed, forgetting for a blessed moment about her problems. “He kissed me that night. I finally remembered. And there’s other things I remember that I didn’t before. Funny how the break-up seemed to trigger it.”

“He kissed you all night?” Audrey said.

“Uh, yeah. Pretty much. Isn’t that crazy?”

“Yeah. So what else do you remember?”

“I remember that I had—a crush on him. And that it broke my heart when he left to marry Auna.”

“So that’s why he left Riverview all those years ago?” Audrey asked.

“Yes.”

“So over seven years ago at the time he was kissing you, Auna was pregnant with Travis?”

“Bingo. You did the math.”

An hour or so later, Lila dozed off.

Roger entered the room.

She awakened to the sound of shuffling.

“Roger? Is that you?” she groaned. “Nice shorts,” she added, closing her eyes again.

“I’m sorry it turned out that your mom and I were right,” he said.

“Wha? What are you talking about?”

“When we thought that Nick was just using you? That he was on the rebound from Auna, and once he realized he still loved her—”

“Get out of here!” she shrieked. “I’m trying to sleep, and I don’t want to hear your bullshit!”

Roger hurried from the room.

******* bastard.

The morning after, Lila sat at the Bistro. She hadn’t ordered anything, for she didn’t feel like eating. She just wanted to get out of her mother’s depressing house.

It was obvious she wasn’t happy, since her eyelashes were detached from her eyelids.

She frowned as she noticed the couple across the street.

Nick and Auna. Together. At last.

Barf!

Oh my God… For God’s sake, PLEASE don’t kiss…

They held hands and gazed into one another’s eyes like a couple of horny high-schoolers. Then Nick leaned closer to her…

No. Don’t do it. Don’t you dare… Nick!

                                                               …

Lila jumped from the chair and shoved it under the table.

Then she ran as fast as she could; ran as far away as she could from the couple. It was either that, or stay there and rig one of the overhead signs to fall and crush them both. Indeed, she’d recently watched Final Destination.

She stopped near the place where she and Nick made out several years earlier.

…and she cried. And cried. And cried. Afterward, she cried some more. She cried until her lungs were starved for air, she cried until she could no longer breathe and wished to die of suffocation. Anything was better than the nagging pain she felt inside.

She cried until someone felt sorry for her, and came to comfort her.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

Was it Nick? she wondered. No, it’s not. Why can’t it be Nick?

“Yeah, I’m okay. I had a death in the family,” she lied. Then she spun around.

“Lila?” Darius said.

“Darius?” she said, swallowing further sobs. “What—are you doing here?”

“Thought it was a good day for fishing. I guess not.”

“It’s not a good day for me, anyway. Not at all.”

“Why don’t we go sit on one of the picnic tables?” he offered, motioning to the right.  

“I lied. There wasn’t really a death in my family,” she said. “I’m pregnant.”

“Oh, wow. I take it’s not a good time for congrats,” he said.

“My boyfriend and I also split up yesterday. He had his ex-wife move back in.” She wiped the tears from her face.

“Why would any guy in his right mind give you up?” he asked.

A tiny sliver of validation replaced her grief. Yeah, why would Nick be stupid enough give me up? I was good for him, wasn’t I?  That relief from her pain only lasted a second.

“I know if I had someone like you, I would never give her up,” he added.

Lost in her own thoughts of self-pity, she didn’t hear his words.

“So what are you going to do?” he questioned.

“I don’t know.”

Nightfall began to claim the daytime, as the moon rose in the sky.

Lila and Darius strolled across the very bridge that Nick once chased Lila over, at the tender ages of sixteen and seventeen.

When she arrived home an hour later, she had a date set up with Darius. Well, it wasn’t technically supposed to be a date, just something to get out of the house for a while. She was supposed to meet him the next day for lunch.

Lila was shocked that he hadn’t sprinted in the other direction after she told him about her pregnancy. Most other men would. Would Nick have run in the other direction? No, he wouldn’t. He didn’t run when Auna got pregnant with Travis. However, he married her out of obligation; at least that’s what it seemed like. And he’s still involved with her out of obligation.

Just for a fleeting moment, Lila wondered if he had to make a choice between Travis and the new baby, whom would he choose? Would it ever really come down to that?

Oh, the tangled webs we weave.

Once inside the home, Lila walked into the hallway and to the room beyond.

It was her soon-to-be baby brother’s nursery. Her mother had it fixed up so nice.

She couldn’t picture Roger Nutter as a father. But ready or not, he was going to be soon.

Was Lila ready to be a mother?

“Let’s see,” Roger said counting on his fingers, “Audrey is due in one-two-three months.”

Two months, Roger. Mom is due in two months,” Lila corrected as she prepared a breakfast of—you guessed it—waffles. Then she asked: “Are you ready to be a father?”

“Oh, yeah, sure.” He slapped the side of his head.

“You don’t sound very convincing,” Lila muttered. “By the way, any particular reason as to why you’re smacking yourself?”

“Mosquitoes.”

As the first remnants of dawn appeared on the horizon, Lila cracked an egg.

Meanwhile, Roger left the kitchen to find a fly swatter.

Suddenly, Lila didn’t feel so hot. She had nausea from a known cause.

It must’ve been the yellowish-white, slimy eggs that did it. Or the various smells in the kitchen, especially the odors wafting from the trash. Lila’s sense of smell was sharper since becoming pregnant, and it didn’t help with the morning sickness. Actually, this was the very first time she felt sick.

*retch* Go to the bathroom! Hurry!

*retch, retch* Don’t you DARE puke all over this food!

It felt like her feet were rooted to the floor.

Too late.

*splat*

And just like the rising morning sun, vomit rose in Lila’s throat and expelled all over the cutting board before her.

A line of drool tumbled from her lips. Not satisfied quite yet, she wanted to vomit s’more… along with any reader who happens to be reading this, and looking closely at the picture above.

Somehow, Progresso chicken noodle soup no longer seemed so appetizing.

“Terrific.”

                                                               ****

Chapter 19 coming shortly. Thanks for reading!   😉

How will Lila’s ‘date’ with Darius pan out? And when will Doris Moore come back into the picture? Remember, she knows about Lila’s baby…


4 Responses to “Chapter Eighteen…”

  1. Great update, can’t wait to see what happens next. Darius seems like a good guy 🙂

    • Hi kim (strelitzia19)! Thanks for commenting, and glad ya liked the update! Yeah, Darius is a pretty decent guy, just mysterious! 😀

  2. I just found your series today and spent the afternoon reading it, it’s one of the best stories I have ever read! I wonder how things will go with Darius? Can’t wait for the next one 🙂

    • Hi Playerrac2! Wow, seriously thanks for the wonderful comments! Lol, I’m not sure yet how things will go with Darius; but I love the idea of a love triangle and jealousy on the part of the guy. 😛

      😀

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