When Miles Break Hearts
Tequila & Troubles
TONY'S POV
As I watched Julie rush out of the cafe, my heart sank a little. I was so tempted to just run to her, pin her against a wall and kiss her the way I use to - but I couldn't. Tom seems nice, but why won't she tell him about her eating? She can tell me. What does he have that I don't? No, Tom takes care of her. She's happy, don't mess it up. God, she looked beautiful. She was in a relationship and I had to remember that. I was not going to cheat on Tom with her, regardless of the circumstances.
From: Vic
I'm meeting Sarah for drinks and a catch up, come along?
To: Vic
Sure, need a night out anyway.
Shoving my phone in my left pocket, I took one last sip of my now luke warm coffee before exiting the small shop.
'Hey, long time no see!' said Sarah, pulling me in for a hug. She looked completely different - she wore girly biege heels, demin jeans, a floral top and her hair was done perfectly, a million pins holding it in place.
'I know, how have you been?' I asked, pulling away and grabbing the drink Vic had ordered me.
'Good, good. Got myself a job at the primary school. What about you?'
'That's great, and yeah I'm alright. Life's treating me well, I guess.'
'Oh Tony, I know you too well. Girl troubles?'
'Something like that,' I said, taking a sip of the cold beer.
'Well, let's get you over whoever is breaking your little hear, shall we?' Taking my hand, she pulled me and Vic on to the crowded dancefloor and began to jump around, smiling furiously.
As the loud music continued, I stood awkwardly next to Vic and Sarah as they danced close to eachother. I averted my gaze, allowing it to fall on the bar tender as he whipped up drink after drink. He took the tequila bottle in one hand, quickly tossing it to the other, put shot glasses out on front and allowed the bottle to fly across the glasses and fill them up. With the other hand, he threw a single ice cube into each tiny shot glass. I watched as the group that surrounded him downed the drinks and laughed merrily with one another. Getting myself another drink (of Vodka this time) I watched the same group for another 3 rounds before turning my attention to the DJ who was waving his arms about in time to the music.
I stared at his hands as they shot around the large board on front of him, changing the song and pitch every now and then. I finished my drink faster than I anticipated and placed it on a random table that was placed at the side of the dancefloor.
Pushing through the sweaty bodies, I found Vic and Sarah. 'Guys, I'm out, catch you later!' I shouted over the blaring music, exaggerating the movement of my lips in the hope they'd get what I was trying to say. Getting a thumbs up from Vic, I took that as a goodbye and squeezed through everyone to leave.
Stepping out into the cold air, I strolled along the dark street that was partially lit by rather rubbish street lamps. I watch my feet as they carried me home, passing over cracks in the pavement.
Sneaking in the house, I crept up the stairs and into my bedroom. The house was silent. I slipped off my shirt to reveal my collection of tattoos and took off the remainer of my clothes (jeans, socks, boxers). Sliding into bed, I failed to sleep for the hour that followed. My mind was swirling with questions and concerns about Julie. She looked so incredibly frail at the coffee shop, I just wanted to hug her. I wanted to tell her it's okay, play with her soft brown hair. I wanted to tell her how much I loved and needed her. I slamed my fist against the pillow as I remembered I could do none of those things.
As I watched Julie rush out of the cafe, my heart sank a little. I was so tempted to just run to her, pin her against a wall and kiss her the way I use to - but I couldn't. Tom seems nice, but why won't she tell him about her eating? She can tell me. What does he have that I don't? No, Tom takes care of her. She's happy, don't mess it up. God, she looked beautiful. She was in a relationship and I had to remember that. I was not going to cheat on Tom with her, regardless of the circumstances.
From: Vic
I'm meeting Sarah for drinks and a catch up, come along?
To: Vic
Sure, need a night out anyway.
Shoving my phone in my left pocket, I took one last sip of my now luke warm coffee before exiting the small shop.
'Hey, long time no see!' said Sarah, pulling me in for a hug. She looked completely different - she wore girly biege heels, demin jeans, a floral top and her hair was done perfectly, a million pins holding it in place.
'I know, how have you been?' I asked, pulling away and grabbing the drink Vic had ordered me.
'Good, good. Got myself a job at the primary school. What about you?'
'That's great, and yeah I'm alright. Life's treating me well, I guess.'
'Oh Tony, I know you too well. Girl troubles?'
'Something like that,' I said, taking a sip of the cold beer.
'Well, let's get you over whoever is breaking your little hear, shall we?' Taking my hand, she pulled me and Vic on to the crowded dancefloor and began to jump around, smiling furiously.
As the loud music continued, I stood awkwardly next to Vic and Sarah as they danced close to eachother. I averted my gaze, allowing it to fall on the bar tender as he whipped up drink after drink. He took the tequila bottle in one hand, quickly tossing it to the other, put shot glasses out on front and allowed the bottle to fly across the glasses and fill them up. With the other hand, he threw a single ice cube into each tiny shot glass. I watched as the group that surrounded him downed the drinks and laughed merrily with one another. Getting myself another drink (of Vodka this time) I watched the same group for another 3 rounds before turning my attention to the DJ who was waving his arms about in time to the music.
I stared at his hands as they shot around the large board on front of him, changing the song and pitch every now and then. I finished my drink faster than I anticipated and placed it on a random table that was placed at the side of the dancefloor.
Pushing through the sweaty bodies, I found Vic and Sarah. 'Guys, I'm out, catch you later!' I shouted over the blaring music, exaggerating the movement of my lips in the hope they'd get what I was trying to say. Getting a thumbs up from Vic, I took that as a goodbye and squeezed through everyone to leave.
Stepping out into the cold air, I strolled along the dark street that was partially lit by rather rubbish street lamps. I watch my feet as they carried me home, passing over cracks in the pavement.
Sneaking in the house, I crept up the stairs and into my bedroom. The house was silent. I slipped off my shirt to reveal my collection of tattoos and took off the remainer of my clothes (jeans, socks, boxers). Sliding into bed, I failed to sleep for the hour that followed. My mind was swirling with questions and concerns about Julie. She looked so incredibly frail at the coffee shop, I just wanted to hug her. I wanted to tell her it's okay, play with her soft brown hair. I wanted to tell her how much I loved and needed her. I slamed my fist against the pillow as I remembered I could do none of those things.
Notes
According to an old video, Tony apparently does sleep naked.. so, yeah..Anyway, hope you liked this chapter!
It was small, I know. Blegh.
I'm going to a wedding so no updates until Saturday night at the earliest - sorry!
love you all, have a good day.
<3
8/1/13