New beginnings

Five seconds after shutting the car door the questions came pouring out of my mouth. Not giving them a minute to avoid answering any questions. What are they not telling me and what does it have to do with my relationship with Matt?

"So is someone going to tell me what the looks on both of your faces were for?"

They both looked at each other before letting out a sigh.

"Well we only really hang out with him. To put it bluntly, we only tolerated him because of you and your relationship with him, but didn't like him at all."

Anger, hurt, and disbelief that they could to this to me, all those emotions ran through me at once, I couldn't believe that they simply not tell me about how they felt about him. I mean I would listen to them, try to understand, and simply attempted to fix the situation so that both parties would be happy. Okay, at first I might have yelled at them, saying things like "You should try to like him." Or, "How can you judge him when you don't even know him?" and even, "Like they say, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.'"

I dated this guy for two years and I though all of us were the best of friends. We did everything together. We had plans to go traveling together in a 1973 VW Kombi to see all the places of Australia after we graduate.

Now it would just us three. What's the saying they say, "Two's company, three's a crowd." So many mixed emotions were going through my head and I didn't even know how to react to them: Oh god my life it so upside down at the moment, damn you Matt why, why did I ever get with you in the first place, and DAMN,DAMN, DAMN... Those were stuck on repeat in my head.

"Ahh, Raine, Are you going to say something or just sit there like you are constipated all the way home?" Cassie said to me while at the same time turning in her seat sideways to make eye contact.

What should I say to my friends of… as long as I can remember being friend? No worries, it's all over now, there's no need to talk about it anymore; or do I completely get angry at them. Well, seeing as getting angry is a lot of hard work, I simply say, "How long have you disliked him? Was it from the start or after you got to know him?"

Cassie was about to say something, but before any words came out James spoke instead.

"We didn't like him before you two started going out, but decided that we should give Matt a go and get to know him. Because really we didn't know how long you two will last, and you really seemed to like the guy so for your sake and because we love you so much we kept our mouths shut." He said, "We love you so much" in a gentle way with his eye showing so much compassion in the review mirror that I let him continue without saying a word.

"And we didn't want to lose our friendship with you over a guy that you were seeing. We just dealt with it and tolerated him as we have for two years and now... sorry to say but we're happy that Matt is no longer in the picture".

As James pulled up in front of my house, putting the car in park, he turned around to sit like Cassie was, at the same time giving me his million dollar smile.

"Yeah we are sorry for all this. I mean we disliked the guy but at the same time we didn't want to see you hurt this way. We were hoping that you just got tired of him and left. But at the same time we could see that you really did love him and that... Please don't hate us".

Letting it all settle in my head, I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. Then opened them back up and said, "I understand everything you just told me and no I don't hate you guys. How could I? You two are my everything, besides family who I have to love, but you two I chose to love and have in my life. So for your answer I don't hate you 'cause I love you two, too damn much."

With that said I leaned forward in my seat, gave them both a kiss on the cheek, slid across the seat to the door, opened it, and got out. Then leaning down to the driver's window I said my good byes and thanked them for tonight and my lift home.

"See you guys tomorrow."

"Yeah, do you want us to pick you up?" James asked.

"No, I'll make my own way. There are things I need to do beforehand."

"Okay, well good night" James said.

"Good night, try to get some sleep, and don't think about anything for tonight. Okay?" Cassie said.

"I'll try." Giving her a smile I turned to head up the drive way to the front door. They waited until I was safely in the house, before they took off. I'd bet you ten bucks they do not go straight home either, most likely to go park somewhere to have a good time, in plan words, to have sex.

They were always doing it. I confess I was little bit jealous of their relationship. They love each other and always will. Hopefully someday I'll fine someone that great to spend my life with.

Making my way up stairs to my room, I kicked the door shut with my foot and then fell face first on my bed, letting the darkness of sleep take over.

Next day there was lots of deleting of photos, and taking down of photos. Some were as old as two years and others were taken just yesterday at school on the last day. The whole time I called Matt a bastard and many other names, for example the male version of a slut.

To think I was going to give him my innocents this camping trip! Now he can go poke his member in somebody else. Hopefully he gets a sexually transmitted disease and can't have sex, or even better he wakes up and it just falls off. Then he'd scream like a girl, while holding his broken penis in hand yelling, "Mummy, Mummy."

So many things were running in and out of my head as I ripped up every photo I could get my hands on.

Making my way down stairs, I found that my parents had already left to open the grill. I was left to my own devices.

Oh, I never really introduced myself did I? My name is Raine; well you know that. My full name is Raine Summers; I've just finished year 11, so I don't have to go back to school until next year at the end Of January—we have seven weeks to do whatever we feel like.

I have two younger brothers, and most days on school holidays I help out Mum and Dad at the grill we own in town. We used to have a Mechanic shop as well, but dad just sold it to some man from out of town who said he wanted to move to a small town. So in other words he's a city man. I'm three weeks away from being eighteen and can't wait. That means I can drive.

Opening the door to the grill I spot my mum cleaning one of the tables. That means that someone called in sick.

"Hey mum, you need help?" I asked.

"No, no you go over there and join your friends. We can handle this." She said.

Giving me a kiss on the cheek, she set off to the kitchen. I was just about to turn when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was.

"If you don't get your hand off me in two seconds, I will kick you where it hurts, and that means you'll get no action from whomever the slut you where fucking last night and forever how long before that was." I said to Matt. Feeling the hand removing from my shoulder, I turned to look at him.

"Listen, Raine, I'm sorry I didn't mean to it was-"

That was as far as I let him get.

"What? You were going to the toilet and just so happened to open the door and there was whoever there with her pants down and legs open; and you were so shocked by it that your pants fell down which caused you to trip and your dick falls into her." I looked at him funny and then said.

"That's what must of happened."

"Look, it's not all my fault. If you would have just stopped being a frigid and had sex with me we would still be together".

I choked on my spit. "Oh so this is my fault is it? Of course, blame the person who wouldn't give you sex."

Without waiting a second I continued, "Look just get out of here, I never want to see you or even speak to you again. Just leave me alone."

"Fine, you know what? I'm glad we are over! I can go and have sex with however many chicks I want now and not have to worry about you and having to tolerate your stupid friends."

"Stup-".

That was all I got to say before a deep voice interrupted us.

"Is there a problem here, Raine?" Turning to my left I saw the same guy who saved me last night, Raven.

"Umm, no Matt was just leaving." With that Matt turned and left for the door.

"Thanks for that. I was getting worked up and making a scene would not be a good idea, seeing that my parents own this place—bad for business."

"So you're the daughter of Mr. Summers then, the one who drew the painting on the wall in the shop." Looking at him strange way I said, "Sorry, what?"

"I own your dad's old Mechanic place."

"Oh."

"He said I should come and talk to you about giving it a touch up. Making it look fresh as the whole place is getting repainted."

It took me awhile to take my eyes off of his and to format what he just said to me. Some city Man he is. God he is so hot and sexy.

"Thanks."

OMG! Did I just say that out loud? I think it best to just play it cool and answer him in a tone as if I say to every guy and have no problem saying it to him.

" Yeah wel-".

That was as far as I got. Because while I was playing cool, I was going to lean on the table next to me, but the hand I was putting on the table missed it all together. So I fell forward, smacking my forehead into his wonderful chest. Two hands came out to steady me. Those same hands where still on me when he continued to talk, "Are you always this clumsy? And do you always say what's on your mind". He said in a not to gentle voice.

"No! It seems to be just around you!!" I bit at him.

"And yes if you want I'll come around to fix the painting. How about tomorrow?"

Not giving him time to answer I stormed off to where my friends where sitting laughing.

"Way to go and touch a guy." Greg said.

Ah! was all that my mind would aloud me to say. Great today is just not my day.