36 Matt Sanders

Jenn: is it weird I still wonder where you were?

Melly: I'm right here?

Jenn: no you dumbass. The night.

Melly: the night?

Jenn: yeah The Night.

She emphasized.

Melly: the night?

Jenn: The Night...when you and Matt had an "adult conversation".

She used air quotes and I laughed.

Melly: it is a little weird dude. That was over a month ago.

Jenn: you left me by myself with complete strangers.

Melly: Brian is not a stranger you know him and Johnny.

Jenn: you're my best friend and you left me.

Melly: drinking. I'd been drinking and a lot because I don't even remember.

Jenn: that's not an excuse. Where were you!

Melly: with Matt. We've already gone over this.

I shook my head.

Jenn: alone Melly. Alone.

Melly: there's nothing I can do to change what happened.

Jenn: dude your car looks good.

Melly: my car does look good.

Jenn: but check out that doped out Range Rover next to it. It is soooo sick.

Melly: its nice.

Jenn: its fuckin' murdered out. And...MINE.

I shook my head. Finally I'd gotten my car. That beautiful beast. Sixty eight black Charger. Now that's a fucking car.

Jenn: see parking up front is better than the back. No one can see it.

Melly: I don't give a shit if people can see it. Fuck.

Jenn: what?

Melly: I need to order some shit. How much of that hair spray did you say we had?

I pointed at the list in front of me.

Jenn: one.

I nodded and kept on.

Melly: I feel weird.

Jenn: weird? Like something is going to happen or what?

Melly: I don't know dude. Maybe I'm hungry...

Jenn: how do you confuse the two?

I shrugged. My body did feel awkward though.

Jenn: I hope you're not getting sick.

Melly: that would be no bueno.

Jenn: you're telling me. I'd have to be the one to tell your clients your sick. Some of them kinda scare me.

Melly: I'm not getting sick. I can't afford that.

Jenn: you never know. I'm going to buy you some vitamin c pills at lunch.

Melly: whatever.

It was a hot day. Which is nice. It brings more people out of their houses and into the salon. Which is good. My foot tapped to the song playing in the building.

Jenn: Jimmy!

I looked up to see Jimmy walking to the door. Jenn made her way over and hugged him.

Jimmy: how are my favorite girlies?

Jenn: good.

Melly: hi dude.

He waved a bit.

Jenn: what brings you here?

Jimmy: boredom.

Melly: you come alone?

Jimmy: no.

Matt came strolling in.

Jenn: hey Matt.

He one armed hugged her.

Melly: what up Dr. Hottie?

He smiled.

Matt: not much. How are you?

Melly: tired like always.

Matt: you look a little worn out.

Melly: anything new with you? Haven't seen you in a few days.

Matt: just been busy doing nothing.

Melly: sometimes doing nothing is a good thing.

He nodded.

Matt: who's car is that?

Jenn: that murdered out Range Rover?

He glanced at me and a smile spread across his face.

Matt: yeah that is such a sick ride. I couldn't stop looking at it.

Jenn: I know.

Matt: who's is it?

Jenn: mine! Its my sick ride!

He always plays along with her.

Matt: that is a nice ass ride Jenn. I'm a little jealous.

Jenn: I like you.

Matt: I like you too.

Jenn: anyone who will play the car game with me. I like them. You. I like you.

She grinned and went back to talking with Jimmy. Matt looked back at me.

Melly: you made her day.

Matt: well I'm Dr. Hottie. Its in the job description.

Melly: dork.

He shrugged.

Matt: so who's car is that? The one next to hers.

He looked at it again.

Melly: its mine.

Matt: really?

Melly: that hard to believe Sanders?

Matt: its a lot of car is all.

Melly: maybe for you.

Matt: oh no.

Melly: old school beats new school.

I smirked.

Matt: you got me there.

Melly: its a sixty eight. V8 engine. I kept the inside as it should be. Original bitch.

Matt: nice. Is that what is new with you then? Your car.

I nodded. A sudden wave of nausea washed over me. I held back a gag.

Matt: you alright?

Melly: ye-yeah.

I took a deep breath to fight back another gag I felt.

Matt: you look...weird.

Melly: I'm fine...you want to take a closer look?

Matt: hell yeah.

My hand went to cover my mouth as I hoped to hide my sharp intake of air. Matt looked at me concerned. I fought to swallow my spit.

Jenn: Melly are you ok?

She came up. I nodded and fanned my face a bit.

Melly: I'm...fine.

Fuck getting sick cannot not happen. I reached for my keys slowly. Then I tasted it. My hand reached for the waste basket near by. Vomit splatted at the bottom of the basket. Grateful we went with a solid one then one with holes in it.

Jenn: oh sick dude. I'm going to gag.

She did and I just puked a little more. I wiped my mouth and looked at all of them.

Jenn: what the fuck dude. Are you ok? What did you eat?

Melly: eggs remember...

I grabbed the basket again and more came up. The thought of eggs was disgusting. Runny and half cooked. With the yolk. Vile.

Jenn: you need to go home. This is not sanitary.

Melly: I can't go home.

Jenn: you can't stay here bitch. Not with you puking every five seconds.

Melly: I'm not-

She pointed an authoritive finger in my face.

Jenn: you look and smell like shit. I'm taking you home.

Melly: no no. We can't both be gone.

Jenn: it will be fine.

Melly: then you go and I stay.

I nodded. She shook her head.

Matt: we could take her home.

Jenn: I'll take her. I've got to be there to take care of her. To get her a cup of water then spill it.

Jimmy: what?

Jenn: nothing you guys wouldn't understand.

I leaned against the counter.

Jenn: go home Melly. I'll stay if you go home.

Melly: ugh fine. Stop looking at me that way. I'm not leaving my car though.

Matt: like I said we'll take you and we can stay until Jenn gets home. Just in case.

Jenn: please do because knowing this crazy bitch she would try to come back.

She rolled her eyes.

Jenn: and throw those eggs out when you get home. You know better than to eat eggs.

Melly: they sounded good at the time.

Matt: you allergic to eggs?

Jimmy: that's impossible.

Matt: no people are allergic to strawberries why not eggs?

Jimmy: that's different. Eggs? That's bullshit.

Melly: enough with eggs. I'm not allergic I just don't have a good relationship with them is all.

Jimmy: told you.

Jenn: just take her home please.

Jimmy: will do. I promise to get her a cup of water and then spill it.

Jenn: you can't that's my job.

Jimmy: fine I'll just get her the water.

We headed out the door and Matt drove to our place.

Matt: man this car is a nice ride. Just listen to that engine.

Melly: fabulous isn't it?

Matt: hell yes. Turn here right?

Melly: yes. Matt how many times have you been to my casa and you still can't get there?

Matt: bad memory.

Melly: Dr. Forgetful.

He chuckled a bit.

Melly: we beat Jimmy. Ha.

I got out.

Melly: what a waste of a work day.

Matt: you're sick. Its not a waste and I sent Jimmy to the store to get you some ginger ale.

Melly: you didn't have to do that.

Matt: you're sick.

The inside of my house was cool compared to outside. I went into my kitchen grabbed all the eggs and threw them in the garbage.

Melly: that takes care of that.

Matt: you look a little flushed.

Melly: I'm ok.

We sat in the living room.

Matt: food poisoning is never fun.

Melly: you're telling me.

Another wave of nausea hit me. I covered my mouth. This time I didn't have to hold it back I was home. Bathroom sink. Great. Now I'd have to clean too. Matt came in and rubbed my back.

Matt: you should lay down.

Melly: that doesn't sound to bad of an idea after I clean this up.

Matt: I can do that.

Melly: no. I won't have you do that. Its gross and rude. Go find a movie to watch.

When I finished cleaning Matt was sitting quietly in the living room. Watching something random.

Matt: Jimmy should be here soon.

Melly: ginger ale sounds bomb about now.

I laid on the couch.

Matt: want me to get you a blanket?

Melly: no.

Matt: ok.

I fell asleep because I woke up to Jenn yelling.

Melly: wh-what? What the fuck is she yelling?

Matt: she just keeps saying oh my God.

Melly: you're still here?

Matt: I said I'd stay until she got here.

He smiled.

Jenn: Melly. You feeling better?

Melly: yes. Tired but better.

Jenn: sorry but you guys need to leave. Now!

They said rushed good byes and left. There was a distress in her eyes.

Melly: what happened? Something at work? Fuck! I know I shouldn't have left.

Jenn: no Melly something with you.