Intros and Endings

Usual Von morning routine.

Going about my day at work when I get an email from MOB. We’re emailing back and forth every few minutes and things are fine and friendly. But then he begins to get cute and personal so I need to distance myself. He asks me why my week was so wonderful. And I felt like I needed to tell him about Von. I didn’t want him to hear it from someone else or be caught off guard if he walked into the bar and saw us together. Not that I owed him this courtesy in any way but I also hoped that it would prevent him from causing a scene or doing something stupid when he did eventually witness it. He acts an ass as it is, no need to give him more ammunition. So I just put it out there and tell him I have a new boyfriend and I thought he should know. I await his response. I wait some more. I write him again and say just respond and let me know you read it. After 15 minutes, the approximate time it took him to beat the crap out of someone and smoke a joint, he writes back and tells me that he’s not mad and that’s he’s very happy for me. Even if he’s lying, I can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As I’m getting ready to leave work Gloves calls. I don’t answer. I call him back when I’m on my way home. He tells me he’s waiting for me at the bar. I tell him he’s gonna have a long wait because I’m just leaving work and I have things to take care of when I get home. He asks if I’m “taken” for the night or if he can finally have me back. I tell him I’m going to be “taken” for a while. “Like all weekend?” I explain to him that I’m hoping to be taken for a very, very long time. He asks when it happened. I tell him he’s been gone and it doesn’t matter. He’s not especially thrilled by all of this. I remind him that he didn’t want a relationship and that he has another friend he can call. “But what if I want you?” Well, “I guess you’re shit out of luck, sweetie.” He says he’ll see me around and then hangs up.

I must say they both took it better than I was expecting. Luckily for me they were both sober and it wasn’t face to face. Ha!

I go home and take care of my crap. Von has the boys tonight so I’m just going to go out with Vagina Jane. As I’m getting ready to leave Von calls. He asks if I could drop off some of the leftover spaghetti for him and the boys. What? And only have six pounds of it left? “Yeah, I think I can do that”, I promise. I get ready and head out. Not until I park in front of the house does it hit me. The boys are here. The two loves of his life. I should’ve worn a different shirt and put on less make-up. Maybe worn my glasses? I run to the 7-11 across the street and grab some cookies. I am in no way above bribing these children to love me. I’ll buy them whatever they want if it means they’ll put up with me being around once in awhile. The meeting is a little awkward. Von and I are both nervous. The boys are too involved in the movie they’re watching to care. They are adorable though and very polite. Vagina Jane calls to tell me she’s almost to the bar so I stay only a few minutes. Von walks me out. We talk briefly, sneak some hugs and kisses and I promise to call him later.

At the bar Vagina Jane, FB and I play darts. Preach, Crazy James and Sassy are there. Big Pop walks in. I ask him what was said last night when we were walking out. He first makes me tell him what happened because he was confused as to how it started. I told him and then he told me what Snake had said… “Yeah, get the fuck out of here you trick bitch.” Which is what sent Von into a frenzy. I laugh. I was right. I’ve been called much worse than that before.