We were inseparable. It irritated my family each time I waved goodbye and hopped into that blue truck. I know they must have been thinking we were already messing around and being careless. This was far from the truth. Tommy showed tender and thoughtful moments with me but he never crossed the line. He never led on that he was feeling something more than friends. I on the other hand was anxiously waiting for the next move. My mind was already determined he placed me in the 'Friends Zone.' I had no problem with this place. I say this because in a matter of weeks he and I became true friends. We would spend hours talking on the phone about our days and about things we saw or did together. He managed to get me out of my introverted and closed life. I was no longer bound to the walls that were built by my family and maintained by me.
Everyday, I felt a rush of emotions about myself. I began to spread my wings. I was liking the person I was becoming. I wasn't shy anymore. I was no longer intimidated by people or situations out of my norm. Tommy made me feel good. Good in the sense I wasn't a bad person for turning down invitations to spend time with my old friends. I was not a bad person for having an opinion and thinking opposite of friends and family.
Tommy did mention he probably created a monster. But he would say these things laughing and hug me each time he would say it. He made me feel safe in his world. No matter where we were, he always had his eye on me. This was always in a protective manner. If we were at the Country Luau, a friends house party, or anywhere for that matter. If I was heading towards the ladies room, he followed and said he would wait in the hallway for me. At times I felt he was overdoing the protective thing, such as the times I would witness him talking to guys who would come around me to flirt and talk. I especially noticed this tonight at the club when I left the ladies room. There they were talking to Tommy. One guys looks of disappointment or annoyance had me wondering what was going on or what was said. That guy in particular never approached me again and I never asked Tommy for the details. I would just walk ahead and he would place his hand on my hip as to guide me through the crowd. Once I would reach my seat back at the table with my friends, he would lean in to my ear and ask if I wanted anything to drink or eat, and I would kindly say "no, I am good." He would usually nod in reassurance and retreat to his corner with his friends. He alway reminded me never to accept any drinks from anyone but him.
Tonight I got looks and teases from the round table. Amy nudged my arm to get my attention.
"Uh, Okay, Veronica, when did you two start messing around?" My brain came to a halt to try and interpret what she just asked.
"Are you talking about Tommy? We are not even together." Amy tilts her head to the side and everyone else at our table is shocked by my words.
"Shut the fuck up. It is obvious you are a couple. You both show up to all the parties and to the club together. You are always together when seen around town. You both eat out together and your car can be found at his house all the time. He is always looking at our table and it definitely isn't to look at the three of us. He finds any reason to touch you and you never flinch. So how long has this been going on?" Amy lifts her Corona bottle and drinks the remaining beer and places it back onto the table and smiles because she has just asked a question everyone wants to know.
The truth is, I want to know too. I am not the only one curious about what is developing or what is happening between us. What exactly is happening between us?
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