Showing posts with label Theo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theo. Show all posts

Saturday, December 30, 2017

A Blue Christmas

"What are you doing for Christmas?"  The Ex texted.

"Hopefully sleeping the whole day." She replied.  23 days of working in a row, and she was done with all people and things.

He wanted to hang, make empanadas and watch movies.

She'd gone too far, being in a show with him.  He'd gotten too close with her.  She'd given him hope instead of getting her best friend back.  Feeling more alone than before, she encouraged him to spend time with his ailing father instead.  They only had so many Christmases left together.

Christmas Eve she was getting all kinds of things done...balancing checkbooks, working on her and Dusky's project...and her phone let out the generic text tone.

It was Theo.  "Hope you are having a good holiday."

He was baiting her.  She should be strong and ignore it, the way that she ignored his Facebook message and his Instagram message.  She'd blocked him from seeing her FB feed, and un-followed him on both platforms.  Still, he persevered.

It was Christmas, she was really enjoying her alone time.  But he had gotten to her, made her annoyed.  "I'm still Jewish Theo."

"Doesn't mean you can't enjoy the holiday, lol"

He was so desperately ignorant.  She wanted to ask him how he enjoyed his Chinese New Year, because even though he didn't celebrate doesn't mean he shouldn't enjoy his Chinese New Year.  She knew it was time to stop responding.

"How's it going?" He texted 20 minutes later.  She continued to ignore him, and hoped he would release her in the new year.

Monday, October 30, 2017

The Take Over, The Breaks Over

She and Mel had an emotional night.  She wasn't sure how they had come upon it, but he had decided before they went any further she deserved to know some dark secrets about him.  They turned out to not be dark so much as unfortunate circumstances he'd been faced with in his past.  He was clearly torn up over them though, but she said that she understood and didn't think any less of him because of it.

They were a little drunk, and she told him that she did like him, and that if he wanted to be exclusive, she would be for him.  He told her that her being with other people took the pressure off him, even though he wasn't seeing anyone else.  "If you ever feel differently let me know, okay?" She asked him.  Mel nodded.

The next day she got a text from Theo.  He was going to ask the other girl to be his girlfriend.  She immediately texted back that she was happy for him, which she was.  Wholeheartedly.  Mel had been there for her when Theo just let her fall to the wayside.  This was the way things should be. 

She told him she felt him pulling away and it was okay, she was glad that he was happy. 

"I wasn't trying to pull away seemed like you got busy honestly but you're too special to me I still want to talk to you and hang out."

Then he said he wasn't going to ask her to be his girlfriend right away, and she knew that he was playing games with her.  He wanted her to say don't do it.  He was being manipulative.  She was even more glad to be rid of him, but still stayed diplomatic.  He did not.  He fucked with her time and kept rescheduling their last date until she told him to forget the whole thing.  Good riddance and good luck to the new girlfriend.  She was sure going to need. it.


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

The Love Bomb

About a month had passed since she started her polyamor-ish lifestyle.  Seeing two guys had been oddly freeing.  Without the ability to have a Relationship because she was seeing multiple people, her relationships were much more enjoyable.  She didn't worry about fixing either one of them, didn't focus on their flaws.  Never worried about where it was all going.

When Theo texted her that he started seeing someone else, she almost felt relieved. Not being someone's everything really took the pressure off of the relationship.  Because she wanted to be open and honest about everything, she asked him about her.  He refused.  When pressed he said they'd met on Tinder, and  she lived in his apartment complex so it was "convenient" and they were just getting to know each other.  He enjoyed spending time with her.  She got a little worried that he was doing it to try and make her jealous, but she felt the opposite.

She knew that Mel wasn't seeing anyone else.  She was a little worried about that because he seemed to go pretty hard emotionally in his relationships.  However, when they were together he seemed to be playing it pretty cool.

JJ kept telling her that Mel was serious, that all he talked about was her.  She didn't feel that coming from him when they were together.

Her month got busy.  She got stressed with work and taking on too much of the show she was ADing for.  Mel stepped up to the plate, waiting for her after rehearsal to have a drink and decompress for the day.  She didn't have a lot of spare time, but she looked forward to spending time with him.

Because she couldn't hang out in person, Theo started to pull away.  The daily "good morning" and "good night" texts slowed to a stop.  She barely noticed with her schedule, but did make a note that if that was something he did when she was stressed, that was another check mark in the negative column for him.

She couldn't wait to see light at the end of the tunnel of this month.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

The Year of Our Lord

Theo had agreed to meet her at her favorite bar.  It was within walking distance, but when the time came she was tired and walked to the parking garage to get her car out.

She found it completely blocked in by new cars on either side of her.  She sighed, sucked it up, and walked through the park, texting an apology for how late she was going to be.

Of course, she ended up being there about the same time as a friend of his dropped him off.  She winced when she realized, again,  that she was there without a car by choice, whereas he still had everyone drive him around.

They had bonded over dead dad stuff before, and they obviously had sexual chemistry.  But he had some serious dealbreakers.  He'd never learned how to drive and he was 30 years old.  He didn't seem to have any kind of idea for his future--he said he was content to just be.

She talked about all these things with him, and he didn't seem to be worried about them not having a future together.  He seemed cocksure that he was going to change her mind, win her over.

She told him that if he meant it he could get a license and a car.  He complained that it was too expensive, and she pointed out that he made more money than she did, took her out to expensive drinks, so he had plenty of money.  All he needed to do was save up a little.

She knew that he wouldn't, and she also knew it wouldn't go that far anyway.  She was okay with a casual relationship...in fact it seemed like the perfect thing for right now.

Monday, September 25, 2017

The Trouble With Mimosas

He looked like a scruffy Theo Huxtable, and they had been writing novellas to each other on the dating site.  Their compatibility was only 35%, but the way they could write back and forth was promising.  She figured that the guy tried hard enough, she might as well meet up with him and give him a chance.

For the first date, he decided on a breakfast buffet with bottomless mimosas.  In fact, he was so eager that he already had their second and third date planned before the first one came up.

She felt his eyes on her body as soon as she walked up, and it made her self-conscious.  Even when she was stick-thin she didn't think her body was anything to write home about.  She felt herself being reminded of Piz and how desired he had made her feel.  So far, this wasn't quite the same.

As the breakfast wore on they kept talking, he kept flirting.  He mentioned that he was wearing some satin PJs one night, and she challenged him to wear them on their first date.  He said he'd only wear them if she came in a tank top and leggings, which is what she was wearing in the sexy dream he had about her.

They loaded up on mimosas, and only had one plate of food each.  Their conversation never experienced pause, and eventually they ended up holding hands over the table.   As an ENFP he put her completely at ease.  His need for words of affirmation were a little overwhelming for her, but she found herself feeling so comfortable with him.

They ended up sharing their first kiss at the table.  His lips were full and sweet, and he was, as promised, a good kisser.

A haze filled swirl of booze and sexual chemistry later, and they ended up in her bed.  They ended up going much further than she ever intended, she wasn't sure what had come over her.  He was just so sweet, comfortable, and just the right amount of teasing.  She couldn't get over how fast it all had gone.

12 hours after the date had started, they had shared a late dinner and she drove him home.  He had already planned out their next two dates.