I don't really know what my thoughts are after today. All I know is that things could go further in my favor or things could drastically go south and go south very very fast.
I worked with my friend all day today but because today was Saturday and every handicapped person living in my county decided that today was a good day to eat at Hardee's, I was in an extremely pissy mood and just wished that everyone in the drive thru could just get crucified while watching their children get killed while being set on fire find somewhere else to eat. Because the truck was late, I didn't have to stick around the unload boxes, and my friend was scheduled for another 45 minutes, so because I was pissed and bored and had stuff to do at Walgreens across the street related to my schedule, I told her I'd leave and come back for her in about an hour.
In the few yards that it took me to get across the street, I managed to get myself pulled over for the 9th time this year. After that, I talked to my homie and we vaped in my car while he was on break before my friend began texting me to meet her at Taco Bell. I drive across the street, park behind her car, and knock on the window and realize she has a passenger I'd never seen before. It was some unknown ratchet unemployed chainsmoker girl who needed a ride across the street, and she wanted me there just in case.
After that situation settled, she reiterated that she really wanted to carve jack-o-lanterns as she'd been saying for weeks, so being the Saturday before Halloween, I agreed. I was confused on where we were going to carve pumpkins though, since my family isn't okay with me having new friends over when parents are out, and she's currently living with her boyfriend's mom. Nevertheless, she just casually says that we can carve pumpkins at her place. I think she noticed me spacing out at that point and followed up saying, "Don't worry. He's not there." After being away in Florida for weeks, he apparently returned back home, and then left right away again to go somewhere 4 hours away.
So I'm like, sure, I'm down.
Once we got there, only her boyfriend's brother was home. During my long 8 hour stay, we carved pumpkins, moved everything out of the refrigerator into the garage, roasted pumpkin seeds, listened to music, and then decided to watch Gremlins in the living room. I helped her figure out how to use her boyfriend's PS4 and then we settled down under a fuzzy blanket together on the couch eating pumpkin seeds and drinking hot chocolate. Within about 20 minutes, I hear the garage door open and the loud annoying mom comes in and keeps interrupting us. Pretty sure she's suspicious af but she doesn't know how to be sneaky. I just act sociable and friendly so she doesn't have a reason to not like me.
And then things get bad.
I hear a loud engine coming up the driveway and a flash of red dart past the front window. I know what it is. It's her boyfriend's red Hummer. The mom's voice rings out, "Hey it seems [his name] is home! Were you expecting him?" My friend whispers in my ear that if he has any sort of problem with us, then he can just f off. I just remain buckled to the couch cushion while my mind raced. I imagine his thoughts when he pulled into the driveway and his headlights illuminate my "AUS0ME" license plates on my cop car that he knows all too well as belonging to the guy who spends hours upon days upon weeks with her.
My thoughts are cut short when the front door opens and he walks in on me and her underneath the same blanket sharing the same couch cushion. I felt the whole room go tense. My friend barely acknowledged him at all at first besides, "Hey". I pretend to be into the movie and he walks across the room to her side of the couch, kisses her on top of the head, and presents her with peppered jerky and a cheap necklace. I try to act normal and after a few random conversations, I actually end up talking to him a little about funny stuff I found on Facebook and talking about the World Series and other random stuff. My friend then offers if he wants to watch the movie with us, and he says that he probably will.
I keep scooting about an inch every five minutes farther from my friend although we continue sharing the blanket. Her boyfriend walks out to change clothes and comes back later to watch the movie. I don't move. Our setup ended up being her on the far left, me sharing the blanket and cushion with her, while he sat on my right side, not with her. His dog joined our party once in a while and sat between me and him, which was comforting, but nevertheless, I had the top seat in the house -- his self-proclaimed rightful seat. He didn't say anything though. We continued to laugh at stupid effects and plot points about the movie.
During this time, she's starting to get a little curious with me underneath the blanket, while he's sitting right next to me. It got to the point that I'd smack her underneath the blanket because I was worried I'd react in a jumpy fashion causing suspicion and problems. After awhile of this, he finally gets up and decides to go to bed. I'm not sure if I managed to lull him into a sense of security as I played chill throughout the evening, or if he got too uncomfortable and went to bed.
I won't go into everything that happened while he slept literally right underneath us in the basement, but at this point I can tell how she really feels about him. There's quite obviously very little relationship at all.
