Chapter Nine: Running Away… Again?
I was feeling pretty horrible about walking away from Teddy, but I couldn’t help it; if I stayed around any longer, I would’ve probably made a huge deal out of nothing.
Except me leaving wasn’t nothing.
It was something.
A very huge something.
I know that I probably ended up hurting half of that town, Teddy, and my family. I made a huge mess of everything by leaving instead of facing my problems. I can normally face my problems pretty well, but this one was just so incredibly out of hand that I was about to explode. I knew I couldn’t do anything, making one move could make my entire life fall apart, but what else could I do but leave? Teddy wouldn’t understand, he never would understand. Yes, that’s probably also my fault, but I didn’t want to tell him, after all, he had nothing to do with it.
So, where else would I go? Where could I turn when I needed to talk to someone who I find very wise and has to deal with problems everyday…
Billy. He’s a smart person; he’d know exactly how I should go about avoiding my problem. I mean… confronting my problem. Well… a mix in between those two.
So basically, I talked to him, and his advice definitely wasn’t helping me at all. The point was to help me make Teddy leave me alone. Not tell him everything going on in my life and have him be part of a huge portion of that. I cut him out of my life a long time ago, and that’s how it was going to stay. I want him out of my life forever.
Of course, there’s a huge problem with that. For one, I still have every picture, note, CD, present, and hoodie that he’s ever given me. I put it all in a box with me when I moved, and it was in my apartment. I shoved into some random closet, and now it’s probably covered in dust to never be looked at ever again. I’ll probably end up looking through it some time.
Plus, Teddy was my lifeline through that huge problem I had six years ago. He didn’t know it, but he was keeping me sane, and without him, I probably would’ve ended up crumbling into dust.
I owe him something, I know I do, but that’s one huge debt to be paying off. How would I ever repay him for being there for me?
I decided that thinking was getting me nowhere, so I decided to do what I always did when I had a dilemma; ask Billy if I can borrow the studio.
“Please? You know that I don’t want to do singing. Like… ever. I would never actually do that for the fear of turning into Lindsay Lohan. That would be so creepy, I mean, I don’t do drugs, and I’m afraid that I would probably stop being straight-edge. Honestly, how does Teddy do it?” Billy started chuckling and I knew I had him. At least something’s going my way tonight.
I stood up and walked into the recording booth, ready to let out my steam doing one of the two things I did best; music and writing. And screaming, I’m pretty good at that too, I guess it’s three then, possibly four; if you count being completely strange.
I sang through part of My Immortal before completely losing it. Yes, I was acting stupid, and yes, I really did want Teddy to leave, but then again, he can’t. He’s recording. I’m starting to wonder why I picked Los Angeles anyways…
After thinking for about… three seconds, I decided that I needed to get Meghan’s music out there, and since she was too shy to approach Billy, I decided to show it to him. For God’s sake, she works for him, yet she can’t play something for him? That girl makes me wonder sometimes.
I finished and turned around, a smile on my face, despite the fact that my make-up had run all over my face, my hair was now frizzy from my hat, and I had just thrown a tantrum three minutes ago. My smiley quickly disappeared after seeing who was sitting behind me. It wasn’t Billy…
It was Teddy. Of course it was! Why wasn’t I expecting this to happen? I mean, my life just seems to be falling apart lately. Nothing I do ever seems to be good enough, my writing has suffered, and most importantly, my past is chasing me.
So what do I say? Screw other people in life. You can really trust no one.
Okay, that’s a lie. I can trust two people. Meghan… and unfortunately, I can trust Teddy; even if I hadn’t confided in him for six years. He was the glue that held me together for most of my life in Rochester, he didn’t know it of course, and he thought that I didn’t trust him.
Well, he’s wrong. What a shocker.
I immediately stomped out of the recording room and was in Teddy’s face within ten seconds. Impressive timing for me.
“What. In the. Bloody hell. Do you think? That you’re doing here?” I separated it all, so it sounded as if I was even more upset than I was, but really, you don’t just stalk people, it’s not ethical.
“Whoa. Chill out, Princess. This is my turf anyways, remember? How exactly was I supposed to know that you were coming here? Normally you run off to some place where no one can find you.” Now he was really getting me ticked off. You don’t stalk someone and then rip them apart. He is so going down.
“You really don’t know me Teddy. I’ve changed in the past six years, more than I would’ve ever thought possible. Think about it, what do you know about me now? Pretty much nothing. Separation for six years and you think that I’ll be exactly the same? What were you thinking?” I saw his eyes flash; it was a very rare occasion to see that happen, that meant that he was really mad. Oops. I guess I still know how to push someone’s buttons.
“According to you, people never change. Try and explain that.” His eyes were blazed over with determination; as much as I wanted to argue right now, I wanted even more to get the hell out of here, and I knew I probably would soon.
I just needed to use some more of my lying skills.
“Teddy, you know what? I’d love to continue more of this extremely pointless arguing, but I really need to go. Meghan, Daniel, and Ryan are expecting me back home any second.” I kept my face calm and picked up all of my things from inside the recording booth.
Of course, Teddy wasn’t going to let me just leave, the next thing I knew, he tackled me to the ground; which I didn’t find very funny. Not very funny at all.
“John Theodore Geiger the second, if you don’t get off of me within two seconds, I will and can hurt you. And I can guarantee I will hurt you very, very badly.” Of course, once you get Teddy started, there’s no stopping him. I knew he wouldn’t get off of me immediately, but it was worth a shot, right?
“Not a chance Chrissy, I’m going to talk to you, whether you like it or not.” Teddy snarled in my ear and I have to admit, I’m a little freaked out. It takes a lot to get him mad, and now he is incredibly mad.
“Teddy… please? Just let me go. I really, really need to get back home. Daniel’s going to flip if I’m home late again and Meghan’s gone all homicidal on me… Now just… isn’t a good time.” I felt his grip loosen just a tad and I tried to wiggle free.
“No. Chrissy, can you just PLEASE let me talk to you? I’m going to make you scream if you don’t, and I know how much you hate being tickled.” He basically had me there, I was extremely ticklish, and whenever someone touched me, I’d scream. And I have got one great pair of lungs… but then again, I also had an escape plan. And I must admit I’m not very proud of it.
“Fine. But I can I find Billy first? And could I please go to the bathroom? I’m probably going to pee my pants soon.” I felt his grip come off of me immediately; I felt kind of bad. I knew Teddy would still probably trust me all of the way since he always gives people second chances. It was almost too easy, and I’m starting to think about backing out. Then again, there’s no going back now…
“I’ll be right back.” I walked towards the direction of the bathroom, and after checking that Teddy wasn’t following me, I ran. And I’m not a girl that enjoys running.
I guess it’s true. People never change.
Especially not me.
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Alright. So I wrote this a long time ago, and compared to how I write now, it's soooo bad.
It makes me laugh. A lot.
Thoughts? Feelings? :]