I didn’t want to fight him, just have a word with him. Make sure he knew she’s my bird and he’s not
to touch. I don’t want her seeing him at
all but I can’t tell Carly that, she’d flip.
She said before that I can’t go telling her who she can and can’t see,
so I reckon if I get him to not want to see her, I won’t have told her will I?
Will texted me and I was still in bed. “Who wuz that guy wiv your mrs in the 3 Feathers?”
he sent. Steven thinks he knows him,
said he’s a new guy up at that SupaValu where he works. So I messaged him and said I was coming to
have a word and could he let me in the back way. I did get a bit worked up I grant you, and my
bro said if I insisted on going he had to come too. Fine by me, a handy bit of backup as I see
it.
But Matt did go on and on all the way to the store and the more he
said it was a bad idea, the more I knew he was right and the more I knew I had
to do it. I couldn’t lose face, could I,
not now the lads are finding out. None
of them would let another bloke get away with seeing their birds and I couldn’t
have them thinking I would. By the time
we got there I think that was more of the issue than what was happening with
Carly, Jake the wuss.
Truth is I know she’s far too good for me and I’ve been expecting
this for a while. There’s me with no
proper job, not many prospects, not much money and she’s stunning and clever
and kind and funny. She’s bound to get
fed up of me and want someone else. Even
a job in SupaValu is still a job. She
says I’m being silly and she loves me but why ever would she? What’s in it for her?
I hate feeling like that. I
love her so much and she makes me so happy but inside I know I’m probably driving
her away. She doesn’t like fighting but
guys like me just do that kind of thing, we all do. I’m not good with words like she is. I speak with my actions and sometimes I get
angry and shout out loud with both fists.
So when some guy is chatting her up I want to make sure he gets a loud
message that she is mine. At least mine
for now.
I was driving too fast and thinking too slow and when I got into the
car park I was that weird mix of excited and scared and brave and stupid. I was lucky, I know that now. I might have killed someone not just knocked
bumpers with an old biddy in a big blue car.
But I swear I wouldn’t have hit her if it wasn’t for that dog I swerved
to avoid. Imagine if Carly found out I
beat up her new boyfriend and killed a dog in the same day. At least the dog was OK although nobody else
saw it, just me. Must have scarpered
when it heard the bang.
It might have saved more than its own life too. I couldn’t go off and find the guy, not once
I was crashed. Steven up to me all “We
gonna get him?” but I don’t think even he thought I’d still want to do it
afterwards. And maybe I can just tell Carly
I was shopping or something when she says why was I in SupaValu.
When I got out to look at my bumper, I saw the old couple in the
blue car, sat rigid and not speaking to each other. Another couple were coming across the car
park, arguing. I knew then that I wanted
to get to being old with Carly, together until we were both about 60 or
something. So the dog saved me from
maybe making the biggest mistake of all by getting at this guy so my Carly
might decide to dump me because of it.
I have to learn to use my words.
I have to start speaking the same language as the woman I love.
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