She's just that into you.
I think I'm doing a good job of pretending this isn't getting to me. It is, but I have no right to complain. I got what I wanted, and my boyfriend is alive and well. Adapting to suit his needs a little better is the least I can do to make up for getting him killed. I think after everything that happened, its what I owe him. Some peace and quiet
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Does that mean it worked? That I actually won this one, without any crap coming of it? Or is this another revenge thing? And do I really want to know which one it is?
Crap. I might as well go over there and find out. It's not like what's going to happen will change either way. I'm hoping that got through to her though, because I don't want to fight.
I'm surprised she's not getting pissed over me even remotely implying that she was acting like my mother. It'd probably be worse if I'd actually said it. But it is true. That's exactly how she was.
Well, actually, no. My mother was worse. And didn't seem to know how bad she was. At least Carly knows how bad she is, she just doesn't think it's bad persay.
That would be the problem.
Maybe she doesn't get it. If she doesn't, I'll imply some more, but I'm not going to say it. I think she does though.
I got out of the computer chair, and walked over to the bed, sitting down next to her on it, and smirking over at her.
"Yes?"
Please tell me you get it. Please tell me this is over. I'll shave. I have no problem with not acting like a complete freakin' slob anymore. Just get it, and let us move on with our damned lives.
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"Lay."
I think after all the time I spent picking up after Sam and doing everything he wanted-whether he wanted me to or not- he can let me give a few orders now. Not too many or I'll complain about him being too perfect, but a few. And I think he's going to like where I'm going with this anyway.
I need time to get back to normal. I'm still not over what happened, and I don't know when I will be. Its hard to go back to having things the way they were, knowing that I could make the same mistake all over again if I'm not more careful.
But Sam doesn't want me to be more careful.
I turned on my side to face Sam when he complied with my command. Good boy. I'd give him the Carly equivalent of a gold star if we were talking about something else, and this wasn't quite as important as it is.
"I'm sorry. And I'll stop."
But I don't think there's any way to make Sam understand. The apology will have to stand on its own. I don't ever want to remind him of someone he spends most of the time pretending doesn't exist. In a lot of ways, that would be so much worse than being me.
We're alive now, he's not supposed to feel like I'm trying to kill him.
"I think it would be good to get away for a little while." I sighed, stretching out a little, and realized he probably thought I was talking about leaving him. "I mean, I think you and I should go somewhere together for a few days."
Someplace Sam has never been before. I don't want to go to Spain or somewhere european and run into some girl he never called or threw out of his hotel room, or something like that. Not that he'd ever actually throw a girl out, but I know his 'please and run' move. I think it got a lot of use before he came back here.
"And you should let me act like the spoiled little rich girl that I am and make the two phonecalls it would take to set this up tonight. We could be gone before anyone would miss us."
How's that for acting like myself?
"Unless you think its a bad idea. And I don't know where we would go, I just...I think it might take some of the edge off."
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I'll take 'lay' as a good sign. Anytime Carly utters the word 'lay', it's a good thing.
I laid down next to her, and turned so I was facing her, waiting for what she had to say. If it even remotely involves an explanation about why she's doing this, and why she can't stop, I'm going to have to get up.
But other than that, I'll listen.
"I'm sorry. And I'll stop."
Thank God.
"I think it would be good to get away for a little while."
... Okay, that wasn't entirely what I expected her to say next. Where the hell is this one coming from? "Huh?"
"I mean, I think you and I should go somewhere together for a few days."
"... Now?" Just leave? We can't do that. I mean, I guess we could, but completely just up and going... I don't know. It's not like we have the cash on hand, she'd have to call in a favor with someone connected to her family.
Her rich family. Her rich family who doesn't like me, except for Dan. I'm not sure how much I like this idea.
"And you should let me act like the spoiled little rich girl that I am and make the two phonecalls it would take to set this up tonight. We could be gone before anyone would miss us."
"Carly, I don't know..."
"Unless you think its a bad idea. And I don't know where we would go, I just...I think it might take some of the edge off."
"It's not that I think it's a bad idea..." I don't know, I guess it'd be alright. She's not going to want to go to any place I've been, and I can't say I'd blame her. But there's still places that I didn't get to, so it's not like we're completely out of options.
"... I guess. Yeah. If you think it'd work, sure."
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He never lets me do anything.
I sighed, moving closer to him and trying not to pout. So I'm being a little dramatic. It happens. And I know that he does let me get away with more than most men would, but that doesn't mean that I want us to be perfectly normal all the time. We're not normal.
We brought each other back from the dead, come on.
I agree with him that its important for us to have our own lives and not take advantage of my family's money, but I have plenty of it just sitting there in the bank. And unless I give it all away--which I do not want to do since we could need it someday, and which I probably couldn't do anyway because of the provisions in my father's will, we're going to have it whether we spend it or not.
He never liked my father, but this isn't the same thing as taking something from him. This is going somewhere with me because we've both been through hell and need a break.
But Sam doesn't see it that way, so we'll stay here and go about our lives as normal, without me trying to keep things better. Because Sam doesn't want better, and Sam doesn't want vacations, and Sam doesn't spend money that he didn't earn.
I love him, but God does that suck sometimes.
"Okay. I'll drop it."
Not because I'm still trying to be perfect, but because I know the money thing makes him uncomfortable. My house freaked him out enough when we were younger, I guess free vacations wouldn't be any different or better. Even though he'd be with me, having fun, and we've never gone anywhere together.
"It's not that I think it's a bad idea..."
"I know. I get why you don't like it."
I forced a smile--and I'd like to make it clear that it has nothing to do with the perfect kick. I just thought of going away, and asked Sam about it. I knew it was a long shot in the first place. He wouldn't agree to something like that unless it was really important for us to get out of town.
I was hoping he'd say yes, but I wasn't expecting it. This is still disappointing, but I knew he probably wouldn't go for it.
"... I guess. Yeah. If you think it'd work, sure."
"What?" I lifted my head, looking over at Sam for a second before it registered that he'd said yes.
"Do you mean it?" I grinned, pushing myself up and climbing on top of him in record time. "Seriously? We can go?"
This, I wasn't expecting. I like this. I'm going to kiss him before he can change his mind.
A lot.
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Hey, I'm already not sure I like this idea, I'm not going to repeat myself. I think she heard me anyway.
"Do you mean it?"
"Yeah, I mean it." I laughed a little when she jumped on me. She really loves getting her way. At least I have my girlfriend back, not the 'perfect' girl.
"Seriously? We can go?"
"Seriously." How much reassurance does she really need on this? ... I think if she's doing that, she doesn't need any more. That works out for me.
I don't like her going into her inheritance. I like us being established on our own, and crap like that. Usually, unless she wants to use the money she has, Carly's fine with that. And since she indulges me on that one, I keep my mouth shut and stay away from it when she is dealing in that money.
The thing is, we can't stay away from it forever. This'd be one of the moments where it'd be useful, and she really wants to do this. So I'll deal here. She can work it out, and I'll keep my mouth shut.
Maybe it won't be so bad. And we'll definitely be going to place I've never been to, so it'll be something new. It can work out.
Believe me, considering how she's doing it, I need my optimism here.
"So, where're we going."
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Crap. Now there needs to be a where. We're going someplace. Preferably, someplace far, and nice. I don't really have any requirements other than that. Just someplace far and nice where Sam has never been.
He did a lot of travelling, this could be harder than I thought it would be.
"I don't know." I looked down at him, trying to see if he had any ideas he wasn't telling me about, and realized he was probably even more clueless about this than I was.
"How about a beach? Not like a California beach, a clean one."
Greece. Greece has some beaches. They're on Wild On about it all the time. But maybe we don't want a wild beach. Wild beaches have a lot of alcohol, Sam couldn't be around that and call it a vacation.
I think if I suggested we stay in the country and check out the Hamptons, Sam would probably kill me. And it is relaxing there, but the people are snobs. He wouldn't like that, even if he's never been there. Besides, I have, so it wouldn't be fair.
"Have you ever been to Fiji?"
Fiji would be nice. Sam never mentioned the pacific islands. I don't think he cared to bother with them. And the beaches are some of the nicest in the world. Not to mention how I've never been there either. It would be something new for both of us.
"We could go to Fiji."
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