The Fate Chronicles (Pt. 3)

Needless to say, Ryan collected on said bet. The details are fairly inconsequential, and that Thanksgiving, would be the day we started sleeping together.

It went on and off like that for a while. Never getting quite comfortable enough with each other. Every time we had sex it was like that first time, awkward and bumbling, it never really got good. We never talked about it. We never, never, talked about our feelings.

It was when Tobi started working at Wendy’s that Ryan kind of broke away from us a little. I didn’t even know he was talking with her until one day at Pat’s, while I was making a pyramid out of empty cigarette packs, that he walked in with her. My heart sort of just skipped across the floor, my face still had the ‘I don’t give a shit look’. So we hung out…with Tobi. Tobi. Tobi. The epidemy of white trash Tobi. Tobi lived in Cedar Knolls too…but not the apartments…the trailer park…Tobi…Tobi…

Ever wonder why I’m so against women who lie to trap their men?

Tobi.

While I was driving Ryan home one day, he quietly looked over at me and said, ‘Tanya, Tobi’s pregnant. I’m sorry’. I pulled off the road and sobbed silently, inward, not letting him see, but not being able to drive. It was the first time he acknowledged that there was anything between us, because if their wasn’t, there would be no need to say sorry, right? We sat by the side of the road and talked about it a while. We still never mentioned us. I asked him what he planned to do, things like that. I drove him home, and turned back and drove back to Pat’s house.

I turned to Pat over the next few weeks as I poured my heart out to him, and told him everything I had been feeling. Ryan was giddy about the baby, already buying it toys and picking out names. He wanted to name her Daisy more than anything in the world, if it was a girl. I watched quietly as Tobi came in and out with Ryan, glancing smugly at me from time to time. I had it out with her about a week later…it was a rather ugly confrontation. I would have pounded her face if she hadn’t been pregnant.

About one month into it, Ryan asked to go to the doctor with Tobi, and it was then that she broke down and told Ryan that she had a miscarriage, and there was no baby. It broke my heart…………that Ryan believed her. After Ryan broke down and cried to me for hours, I sort of ‘kidnapped’ Tobi…ie; dragged her kicking and screaming by her hair to my car. I took her to the doctor. And imagine that…Tobi was never pregnant. I never told Ryan. In fact, I don’t think I ever spoke to him much after that. It hurt too much, I guess to know I was right, and to know he hurt me, and would do it again. I was so much stronger than that. But if Tobi had never been there….maybe, just maybe…it would have all worked out.

Oh but wait….there’s more. Don’t forget about Pat and Casey…and Tony. During that month that Ryan was constantly with Tobi, planning for the baby…(I still have a silver charm on my bracelet, a baby block with the letter ‘D’ for Daisy on it, as a constant reminder)…I was still hanging at Pat’s everyday. Casey was gone a lot, in between jobs, and Pat and I grew closer…and well, Tony did too…

And here ladies and gentlemen, is the twist to story, the thot plickens…so to speak. And I might, just might, get around to the point of these chronicles….

….next time anyway.

To be continued…