CHAPTER 9

It's raining a little and I'm not on the road for five miles when I see a girl walking along the side of the road with her thumb out and her back to me. She's got a nice ass in her jeans and is wearing a hoodie on her back to keep the light rain off her head. I pull over and figure I'll be a little nice and take my helmet off before turning to see the girl. I watch her walk into view and she smiles big as she sees me but I go into a shocked look. It's Heather walking along the side of the road and she's been waiting for me.

"Glad you stopped by here, took me a while to get here so I could flag you down," Heather says sweetly.

"How did you know I'd be coming this way or that I'd even stop," I ask her defensively.

"Because I know you Gi," Heather says with a sickening sweetness," I knew you'd stop just for me and now we can talk a little bit."

"Hold on, you waited for me in the rain allegedly knowing that I would come this way and stop just so you could talk to me," I ask her dumbfounded by the coincidence.

"Of course, I'm your real girlfriend," Heather says with a sweet tone.

"No, you're my ex," I tell her plainly," You were a cheating slut and now you're just a sad little girl."

"I am not a slut! The whores you keep laying around with that have more diseases than a clinic are the sluts," Heather exclaims turning on the full crazy before calming down," Now Gi, we really shouldn't fight right now since we both need to get home and get ready for school tomorrow."

"Yeah, we do have school tomorrow but I'm not taking you anywhere," I tell her, turning to get back on my bike.

"Stop ignoring me and start listening to me," Heather screams, causing me to back off in a little shock," You are going to take me home now so that I can at least have some time with my boyfriend before school where we need to start behaving like proper teenagers."

I kick my leg over my bike and pull my helmet on but before I can start the engine Heather grabs my keys and throws them into four lanes of traffic. I pull my helmet off and can see she's smiling and scared all at the same time. I take a deep breath and get off my bike then turn to the street and scan for my keys. It takes a minute but they are there in the third lane away. I take another breath and calmly walk out into the street, traffic is light but fast and I have to stop at the double yellow line as a truck goes flying past. I grab my keys and calmly walk back to my bike without having to do any major dodging. My heart is racing despite my calm exterior, but as soon as I'm on the side of the road I can see Heather has opened my storage area and has the spare helmet out.

"That is for my real girlfriend," I tell her, snatching it out of her hand and putting it back," Not some crazy ex that thinks she's my girlfriend."

I sit down on my bike and get my helmet back on before finally starting the engine. Heather isn't so much scared of being left as she is upset that I might actually do it judging by the look on her face. I can tell she's talking and flip up my visor so I can hear her.

"You are not just going to leave me alone here in the cold rain to walk home? You wouldn't do that to your girlfriend," Heather says, clinging to my arm.

I shake her hand off my arm and it causes her to back off in shock. I finally realize that I could probably fuck her right now on the side of the road in the rain and be as mean and nasty as I want and her crazy ass wouldn't say shit, at least not now. But I've got better girls waiting on me every day and this display has me more worried about me than her.

"You got yourself out here Heather, get yourself back home," I tell her coldly," And if you ever lay your hand on me or even think about pulling this shit again you'll be very, very sorry."

I flip my visor down and pull away from Heather and head down the road. It takes me about twenty minutes but I'm home just before ten and Dad is sitting up waiting for me in the chair wearing his pajama bottoms and a t-shirt.

"Wet outside," Dad asks, shutting off the TV.

"Yeah, wet and crazy out there," I tell him, getting a questioning look.

"Well I'm not done with what happened earlier and neither are you." Dad asked, motioning me to sit down.

"I guess not," I reply, sitting my wet ass on the floor in front of the couch and taking my jacket off.

"Is it wrong of me to worry about you," Dad asks quietly.

"No, I just need you to help me with the decisions, not just make them for me and expect me to be okay with it," I tell him, trying to explain my point.

"Well that's kind of difficult when you already walk around like you know everything," Dad tells me plainly.

"Only with my friends, they all look at me like I'm the one who solves all problems," I tell him a little exasperated.

"Well look at what you did for Jun and Katy, or how about what allegedly happened with Derek and that Indian boy," Dad says explaining the history," You handled your own problems and other people's and you did it your way. That makes people pay attention, now they want more."

"When this gets all complicated and weird will you help me," I ask quietly.

"Yes, I'll help you," Dad says getting up," Did you really want to stay home and not go camping?"

"Nah, I'll go but let me see what the girls have planned just so I don't step on their ideas," I reply standing up off the floor.

We don't hug but Dad pats me on the back and I head off to my room. I pass Liz's room and can hear her trying to talk to Greg, then I hear her get upset about something and say goodbye quickly. I keep walking to my room and feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and Liz is there staring at me expectantly. I motion to my room and follow her in, I take note that she has a tight shirt and pajama pants on, her figure hasn't filled out like Katy or Kori but she's finally got an ass on her. I start to strip down and notice that she's not looking away like she usually does since her and Greg started dating, in fact she hasn't even hugged me much since they started dating now and I take further notice that she has no bra on.

"So what's bothering you tonight Liz cause I'm really out of steam with all the problem solving I've done today," I tell her, taking my pants down.

"Greg won't have sex with me," Liz says with a little embarrassment.

"Yeah, we all kinda knew that sis," I tell her smiling.

"Right but I think it's something to do with me and not his 'faith'," Liz says trying to explain her position.

"Liz I'm really tired and while I'd love to show you that you're still very attractive I don't think you'd like being second for the evening," I tell her jokingly.

"Yeah, didn't need a sex joke tonight considering I'm not getting any and you are," Liz says upset," I just need to know how to get him to accept the fact that he needs to have sex with me cause I'm feeling a little underappreciated by the fact that he hasn't."

"Well tell him he has two weeks to do what any man in love should do," I tell her trying to explain a decent approach to the situation," Don't get close with him until he just takes you somewhere and you two get the deed done."

"Okay, but what if he doesn't," Liz asks, a little afraid.

"Then you leave him Liz and find somebody you like more," I tell her plainly.

I can see her nod in understanding as she gets up from the chair and gives me a hug before leaving my room. I close the door and kill my light before settling down in bed and sleep. I don't dream about Derek but I do think about tomorrow. Katy girl, you're next.