Too Good To Be True
Chapter 2: Rendezvous
Kayla woke up the next day with a terrible headache. She groaned in pain, and then put her head back in her pillow. She tried to go back to sleep, but no luck. About a half hour later, she decided to just get out of bed altogether.
She took an Advil, and just sat on her bed, staring at the wall. She was glad she didn't have to work. But she did have those papers to grade... Oh well. She'd leave it off until Sunday.
She spent another hour doing completely nothing, and her headache was starting to fade away. She got up, got dressed, and turned on the TV. Nothing good was on. Why did TV have to suck on Saturdays?
She pulled out her phone and shot a quick text to Rick. He had given Kayla his number long ago-for whenever she needed to escape and didn't want to talk to Lori or anyone else. Of course, she never told Lori that. She didn't want to think of what kind of problems that would lead to.
Hey, what's wrong? He texted back about a minute later. Kayla laughed at how proper he was when texting. He was always like that, and she had no idea why.
Bored as hell. Is ur wife home? Kayla texted him again. If Lori wasn't home, she could probably go over their house and talk to him. But if she was... Then they'd have to stick to texting.
No. He texted back. Kayla smiled.
Come on over. He said immediately after the last text. Kayla smirked. She looked in the mirror, to make sure she was at least a bit presentable, and headed out the door.
"Where is she?" Kayla asked Rick as she walked into the Grimes house.
"She's at the grocery store." He answered, shutting the door behind her as she entered.
"How long do you suppose she'll be gone?" She asked, hoping it was at least an hour or two. But even if it was only a half hour, at least she was still spending time with Rick.
"She'll call me when she's on her way home. We'll know." They liked to keep their visits a secret, because there would be no point in talking to each other about secret things if everyone was listening, right?
"And Carl is with her?" Kayla asked. They liked to keep Carl out of the picture as well, because they were sure that he would tell Lori about everything. Even if they told him not to. Little kids were always like that, even if they didn't mean to be.
"Yeah. Want to go outside? It's a beautiful day out there." He gestured towards the backyard, where two lawn chairs were set up.
"Yeah, let's go." They walked outside, and each took a seat in one of the chairs.
"So, what's on your mind today?" He asked when they were all settled.
Kayla looked at the sun, thinking about how talking to him made her feel good as hell. She could pretty much tell him anything, and he wouldn't tell a soul and help her out if she needed it.
"You know that blind date your wife has me going on?" She said.
"Yeah... What of it?" He asked.
"That's what's on my mind." She crossed her legs.
"Are you nervous? Because Shane's a pretty good guy..." He started, when suddenly she realized that she could ask Rick anything about Shane.
"Can I see a picture of him? Or meet him? He's your best friend, right?" She asked, sounding anxious. She was also slightly bouncing up and down in her chair, excited to hear some information.
"You're not supposed to meet him until the day of the date. That's the point of a blind date." He would've liked to bring Shane over and have him and Kayla meet each other , but he had a feeling Lori would find out. He wasn't worried about Kayla telling, that would compromise any more meetings between them. Actually, he was worried about Shane telling. He may not mean to, but it'll come out sometime. And if she found out that they had a "secret meeting" before the date, she would be pissed. And he really didn't need that right now, not at all.
"Why? Why do you always listen to her?" She asked.
"I don't always listen to her." He said sharply. Kayla looked at him, shocked at how he was speaking.
"Oh." She said quietly.
"Listen. I'm sorry that I spoke that way. It's just... Lori and I, we're having some problems."
Kayla stared at him. "Problems? Like what?" She asked.
"It's nothing major. We're just... Having a few fights here and there. Really, it's nothing."
But Kayla could tell that it was something. But she didn't ask for more, even though she was dying to.
"It's just... It seems like we can ever agree on anything. We can't agree on how to raise Carl. We can't agree on what to do with... Anything. And she calls me names in front of Carl. Just the other day, she asked me if I even cared about us. And even through all of this, I can't even bring myself to yell at her. You think I would, but I just can't. But Lori doesn't seem to feel the same. She'll scream at me while we're in bed, in front of Carl, basically wherever I piss her off, she'll yell at me." He said. Kayla could see the tears brimming in his sky-blue eyes, and she felt bad for him. She was stressing out about a simple date, while this guy was having major problems with his marriage.
She stared at him in shock, surprised that he would just spill his heart out to her like that. It felt good though, because she felt like they were closer now, but not in a creepy way. She felt like they were better friends.
"You'll work something out. I know it." Kayla said, feeling lame. She wished she could say something better, but she just couldn't think of anything. She didn't know jack about marriages or relationships, because she was so inexperienced. But right now, she wished she did. More than anything, she wanted to help Rick and Lori.
"We'll try. I really want to work something out. I don't want to lose Lori." His voice was cracking, and he was rocking back and forth in his chair, and Kayla assumed that he was doing that to keep from having a breakdown. Suddenly his phone beeped, and he looked at it, wiping his eyes.
"Lori's on her way." He said to Kayla, and Kayla got up from her chair. "Bye. Thanks for having me over." She said.
He got up as well, and placed a hand on her shoulder for a second. "You're welcome." He said, smiling. He was glad to get all of that gunk out of his system. He felt glad to have someone other than his wife to vent to. He was glad to have Kayla as a friend.
Short, I know. But they get longer, trust me.