Chapter Thirteen: Beautiful, Dancing Babies
Scene one: Hotel Bar 1:45 PM “Yea, I remember. You were drunk as a
skunk.” The barkeep was having a wonderful time.“We’re not surprised. But listen,”
Kevin leaned his elbows on the bar. “do you remember a
woman? Someone with him?”“Yea,
now that you mention it..”“You
do! That’s great!”“Brian!
Calm down, let the man finish. Sorry.”“Hey, no problem, though I would think you
would be the one about to blow your top.”“Me?” Kevin frowned. “Why
me?”“Well, you’re
Kevin, right? Isn’t that what you said?”“Well, yea.”“See, I overheard a bit of the conversation,
and I gathered that this guy,” The barkeep pointed to AJ,
“kept saying ‘Kevin won’t mind. He broke up with
you....he never loved you anyway,’ and stuff like
that.” “OH, REALLY”
Kevin shot AJ the look of death. “Was she about this
tall?” Kevin held his hand, palm to the floor, at about
chest level.“Yea! That’s
right.”“Black hair, dark
complexion ....”“That’s
her!”“Cecilia. That’s
who got Nick!” Brian signed in relief. “But why
didn’t she call us?”“Well,
AJ sent her, maybe she thought he told us.” Howie theorized.“Sounds about right. I’ll bet the
little guy is still crashed in the other bed in her room.”“Poor baby. When he wakes up he’ll be
sick as a dog. AJ...” Kevin latched onto his arm.
“After we get Nick, you and I are going to have a nice, long
talk.”“Kill me now.”“Nope, Aje.” Howie produced a
shit-eating grin. “I wanna see this!”Scene Two:
Nick’s room. 2:05 PM I
showered, for the second time that day -third if you counted the
bath, and crawled into bed. I did stop on the way to check out my
reflection in the mirror. I had always heard that you can tell by
looking at the face if someone has lost their “v” card.
I don’t know, I think I looked about the same - once I got
that smile off my face. AJ once told
me that losing my virginity would help my acne. After today I
shouldn’t have a zit for about nine months. Notice
that’s the same amount of time it takes to have a baby? BABY! BABY! Oh, GOD. Baby. I slept with Cecilia.
I had sex with Cecilia. Three times I had sex with Cecilia, not
counting that oral stuff. Oh ... my ... God. I never asked. Was
she protected? And, did you ever wonder what the hell
“female protection” is, anyway? I mean, what’s in
those boxes? Pink guns? That little
mind-trip did nothing to keep my mind off the subject at hand,
babies. I’m too young to be a daddy! And I want mine! Oh,
Lord. OK. Cecilia is a grown woman. Surely (And don’t call
me Shirley) she used protection. Which brings up an interesting
point in the battle of the “double-edged sword”
argument. If a guy uses protection you can tell, but with a woman
you have to guess. Stupid internal parts. I was in total panic mode for about fifteen
minutes. That’s the max for my blond-brained self. Then I
decided there was no point in having some type of fit. After all,
I was all alone. Better to wait until I had a witness. AJ says
that they make Kevin’s life more interesting. I don’t
know what Kevin thinks, I’ve never asked him. So, I did the next best thing. I crawled into bed
and pulled up the covers and contemplated the other thing that
was bothering me. I had been gone for several hours, and yea, I
knew AJ knew where I was (After all, he had sent Cecilia) but it
seemed to me that the guys could have checked on me - just once.
Of course if they had I would have been 1) mad for the
interruption and therefore most likely 2) still a virgin and 3)
dead when Kevin was finished with me and 4) evil in Brian’s
eyes. But still, it would have been nice to know that they cared.
I would have continued this train of
thought, but the babies were dancing in my head, really. I was
visualizing dancing babies. And I’ll have you know, Cecilia
and I make great looking babies. I was really tired (Can you
tell?) and my headache was back. So I gave in, and fell asleep.Scene Three: 2:10 PM Cecilia’s
Room “Have you seen Nick?”
My. My. The boys were all a flutter. “Hello
to you, Kevin.” “Sorry
Cecilia. We’ve been looking for Nick.” Kevin crained
his head to look around me. As if I would hide Nick from him!“I saw him yesterday.” And I had.
Yesterday, the day before, the day before. And oh, yea. Today.
But then, he hadn’t asked for a definite time frame.
“We did laundry together.” I didn’t say I had seen
him since.“Shit!” “Cecilia.” AJ was looking despriate, as
I think he should. “The guy at the bar said you were
downstairs last night, with me?” “I was looking for Kevin. I needed to tell
you,” I gave him my best ‘it’s all over and you
have broken my heart’ look. “ that I’m leaving in
the morning. I just wanted you to know, so you can cancel any
hotel plans for the next city.” “Thanks.”
That’s all? You jerk. “Now, about Nick...” “Why are you looking for him?” “Weeelllll...” Good God. Kevin
couldn’t even, or wouldn’t even, admitt he had lost the
kid. “Where are Howie and
Brian?” “They went back to
my room to call our manager. We were suppose to be somewhere over
and hour ago.” Oh, goodie. Kevin’s not where he should
be.“Your not going to take this
out on Nick, are you?” “Cecilia...”
“Don’t talk to me in that
warning tone!”“Fine! Fine!
I’m damed sorry I bothered you!” I watched him stomp
off in a major sulk. Really. Nick has nothing on Kevin
Richardson. “Bye C. Thanks for
nothing.” And AJ is a shit. “Bye.”
I added jerk after I closed the door and made a bee line for my
closet. I didn’t want Nick in trouble.
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