A Love Unforgotten (1)

Brian drove us to the movie theater quite quickly and it was a bit scary. He had to have been going at least ten miles per hour above the speed limit. We hadn’t spoken much the whole ride he just asked me why Brendan was so weird and I just said I didn’t know. I truly didn’t know why Brendan was acting so weird. He couldn’t be jealous because all he wanted was one thing from me right? So no he couldn’t be jealous could he? I pondered the thought in my head to keep my mind busy. I was relieved when we pulled into the theater’s parking lot. I practically threw myself out the car door once he cut the engine. I was happy to be on stable ground.

Brian came up beside me and led me to the front of the theater. “What do you want to see?” he asked me as he opened the door.

“Oh it doesn’t matter. You can choose.” I told him and smiled a little bit. He nodded and went up to the counter. He told the lady some movie I had never even heard of and then he paid and brought me my ticket.

“Do you want something from the concession? A drink? Popcorn? Candy?” He asked.

“Umm I actually am kind of thirsty. Singing for three hours can hurt the throat ya know. So can I just have a Diet Pepsi please?” I asked him. He nodded once again and went up to the counter I waited. He came back with two drinks and handed me one. I took and long drink. My throat really was burning. I hoped I wasn’t getting sick for the carnival. I froze at the thought. It was only about a week away.

“Ready to go in?” Brian interrupted the horrific thoughts that were swimming away in my head. I quickly nodded my head and he led me to the theater we were in. There weren’t very many people there, only about ten maybe. They were mostly couples and there was a small group of three girls. Brian led me up the steps to the very top and then he walked down the aisle until we were in the middle before he sat down. I sat next to him and set my drink in the cup holder after taking a sip.

The seats were comfortable and cushiony. They were a deep purple color with tiny back dots inside the fabric. They each had two cup holders and two arm rests. The theater itself was the same deep purple all around besides for the giant white screen in the front that the movie projected on. The lights were dimly lit and before I knew it they went completely out and the movie started.

The movie was a horror of some sort and the parts that were supposed to be scary made me laugh. It was so awful, the graphics, the actors, the movie in general. So I just watched, attempting not to giggle. I didn’t want Brian to feel bad for picking an awful movie. About halfway through the movie I felt Brian’s arm around my shoulders. I shrugged it off, trying not to be rude about it, but I seriously just met him and he had no right to touch me. About five minutes after that I felt his arm come back around my shoulders so I once again shrugged it off, this time I didn’t care if I was rude or not.

I watched the movie, not even glancing at Brian. I wasn’t really interested in him at all I just thought I needed to try to move on from Wess. Thinking his name made my heart tear a little bit, but I forced my thoughts away from him. Then I thought about Skyler. I had hurt him so badly and I felt horrible about it. He really was a sweet guy I just wasn’t in love with him like I was Wess. I hoped that he took my advice and was now with Clair, the two deserved each other. I missed him so much though, but I missed my love more. I wished that I could see Wess again and even Skyler. I sighed out loud and let my thoughts scramble back to the movie.

We were about two thirds of the way through it, I assumed, when I felt Brian’s arm come around my waist this time. I got kind of mad at this and I reached behind me, picked up his arm and moved it back onto the arm rest without looking at Brian. I heard him huff so I glanced at him. He seemed angry which made me pissed because I didn’t even know the guy so he didn’t have a right to put his arm around any part of me and he should understand and know better.

I continued to watch the awful movie and then I just snapped when Brian put his arm around my waist once again, but this time he had his arm under my shirt. I took his arm and I flung it at him. “What don’t you get? Are you that fucking stupid not to realize that me shrugging you off all the time means don’t touch me!?” I whispered loud, and harshly at him.

“Why the Hell are you so uptight?” he asked me in just as much of a harsh whisper.

“Uptight? You think I’m uptight? You know what Brian? This movie is one of the worst movies I have ever seen in my entire life and you, you are a sick pervert asshole. Enjoy the rest of the movie by yourself.” I hissed and got up out of my seat.

“Oh I will now that you’re gone maybe I can find a girl that isn’t such a witch.” I laughed sarcastically at his horrible comeback as I stomped out of the theater. I went out into the lobby and out the door. Great how was I supposed to get home now? I couldn’t walk it was too far and I obviously was not riding home with Brian so I had to call someone, but who to call? Jake, for sure. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his cell phone number, no answer. Damn it. I tried Eric next, no answer. What were they doing not to answer their cell phone? I tried Mark, praying he would pick up because I really didn’t want to call the only other person left. Once again, no answer. I kicked the ground in frustration.

My only other option was Brendan and calling him didn’t exactly thrill me. I sighed and dialed his cell phone number. He picked up on the second ring. “Hello?”

“Brendan it’s me, Emily. I tried getting a hold of Jake, Eric and Mark, but they didn’t answer so can you come pick me up?” I asked him, my tone was flat, but pleading.

“Where?” he asked immediately sounding worried.

“The Movie theater we went to that one time.”

“I’ll be there in five minutes.” he said and hung up. I sighed and sat on a bench as I waited. Luckily Brian didn’t come out until after Brendan pulled into the parking lot. I thought he would just pull up and get me, but he parked and surprised me by getting out. “Where is the bastard? He asked suddenly, looking at me.

I knew he meant Brian. “He’s still in there,” I glanced inside and took a minute before I spotted him talking to the group of girls that were in the movie. His arm was around a tall blonde’s waist. “Right there,” I said and pointed. Brendan’s face turned sour and he practically stormed into the theater. I followed, but stayed by the door and watched as Brendan went up to Brian and tapped him hardly on the shoulder. Brian spun around and I strained my hearing to hear what Brendan said.

“What did you do to her?” Brendan asked, loud and harsh.

Brian just smiled like an asshole and held his arms up, “Nothing, she wouldn’t let me unfortunately. It was quite disappointing, I thought she would be an easy target, but no matter.” Brendan punched Brian hard in the jaw and Brian’s hand immediately went to it. He looked angry, but he didn’t dare to throw a punch at Brendan. “God damn! What the Hell man?” he yelled but then his expression turned into a smirk. “Oh I see,” he began, “You’re jealous. How funny. Oh but she didn’t want you, she wanted me. Pitiful.” My eyes widened and Brendan looked angry, confused, sad, shocked, and some other emotions that I couldn’t decipher.

“Shut the Hell up! You stay away from her you goddamn bastard. Never touch her again or I swear I’ll be back and this time it wont be a minor punch in the jaw.” Brendan threatened and walked back up to me. “Let’s go,” he said to me quietly, not meeting my eyes. I followed him out the door and to his car. I got in and buckled my seatbelt as did Brendan before he revved the engine and squealed out of the parking lot. He drove without saying anything but I could tell he was angry and upset still by how tightly he gripped the steering wheel. I set my hand gently on his right hand that was on the steering wheel. He jumped and glanced at me.

“Brendan?” I asked and he grunted. “Brendan you didn’t have to do that you know. He didn’t touch me he just tried and it wasn’t anything bad.” Brendan didn’t say anything so I continued quietly. “Brendan I’m sorry.” This got his attention.

“You’re sorry? For what you didn’t do anything wrong.” Brendan said.

“I should have believed you when you told me what he wanted. I guess I should have known that you would know more than me.” I hung my head ashamed. “I can’t imagine what would have happened if I hadn’t have left, but frankly, I don’t think it would have been good.”

“No it wouldn’t have.” Brendan agreed, “But you shouldn’t be the one sorry.” Brendan stopped the car and I looked up surprised that we were already in my driveway. He turned towards me, “Emily I’m sorry about what I did. I didn’t mean to give you the wrong idea and I guess I shouldn’t have gotten so mad. I’m sorry for what I did I just thought you wanted it to, but I guess I was wrong.” This time he hung his head and wouldn’t look at me. I smiled, but he couldn’t see.

“Brendan look at me,” he did, “I’m sorry for the way I reacted I just don’t react well to things like that. I just, I don’t know it seemed too cliché to be real, I mean seriously. I just, I don’t know it’s like something that happens in the movies but the guy turned out to only want sex and I don’t know I guess I got scared. I’m sorry, but I’ve just been through a lot and I’m still having trouble moving on.” I finished.

Brendan was quiet for a minute before speaking, “That’s not what I want Emily, you can believe that much. I just really do like you a lot, but if you don’t feel that way about me then I’m okay with it. I just don’t want World War III anymore.”

“Me either. No Brendan I think I like you, actually I’m pretty positive I do.” I grinned at him and he copied. We were quiet a few minutes and I almost left, but When I looked back to Brendan I was a little surprised.

Brendan began to lean toward me and I knew what he wanted to do and strangely enough, I wanted it to. He looked into my eyes and they flashed to my lips as he leaned slowly closer. It was as if he were asking permission without words so I answered by leaning towards him. We were only about an inch apart and then he moved in the rest of the way and his lips touched mine gently. It was soft and short but it was there. I opened my eyes and looked at him before I kissed him this time. I felt his surprise, but he smiled into the kiss and deepened it. This one was passionate and I thought there was something there but I wasn’t positive. I liked it, that was for sure. I pulled away.

“I should probably get inside before my grandma comes out to see why I’ve been sitting in a car with a boy for so long,” I told him and he grinned.

“Okay, so I’ll see you tomorrow then?” he asked and I nodded.

“Band practice. The carnival is only like a week away you know?” I told him and I wasn’t smiling.

He lifted my chin lightly and smiled at me, “Don’t worry,” he kissed me quickly, “You’ll be great and who knows, maybe something unexpected will happen and it will be better than you thought.”

“Yeah I guess. I hope so. Goodnight Brendan and thank you again for picking me up and well-punching Brian.” I told him and he chuckled.

“Anytime. Goodnight, sleep well.” I got out of the car and walked to my front door. I went inside and peaked out the window as Brendan’s headlights disappeared.