Looking for Something

Chapter 8

I'm sorry I don't understand

Where all of this is coming from

I thought that we were fine

Your head is running wild again

My dear we still have everythin'

And it's all in your mind

-Pink

~~Sydney~~

"Mickie noo.." His arm wraps around my waist and pulls me back down on the bed. I feel his lips crash into mine again and he lays me down. His hands start to caress my bare stomach. He takes his thumb and plays with my belly ring. It tickles a little, which makes me laugh in between us making out.

"You are so goofy." He rolls onto his back, placing me in his lap.

"Not my fault." Right when I am about to kiss him again, my phone rings in my pocket. I look at it and it is a number I don't recognize. "Hello?"

"May I speak to Sydney?"

"She is speaking."

"Oh, hey Syd. Your voice sounds different." I look at my phone again to see if I recognize the number, but it does not look familiar. I place the phone back on my ear and I look at Dominic who is watching my confused expression with a confused look of his own.

"Um, who is this?"

"Oh, this is Cedric. From the beach." Whoa, how did he get my number?

"Cedric? How did you get my number?" I am afraid to look at Dominic's face, but I sneak a peek and he looks like he is already starting to get upset.

"Who is Cedric?" I tell him to hold on and he is already starting to sit up.

"Uh, your friend said you needed to talk to me. Gave me your number and everything."

"Wait, what friend?"

"She said her name was Rosetta, I think." What? Why would she do that? I hop off Mickie's lap and I walk through the bathroom to Rose's room and I swing her door open. I make sure to mute my phone before I pop off!

"Syd? What is wrong with you?"

"So you are going around giving my number out to people without my permission now?"

"What? No! I would never do that to you! Who has been telling you that?"

"Yea, little weirdo Cedric is on my phone now, said you told him to call me because I had to talk to him about something. Says you gave him my number and everything! How am I supposed to trust you, and you are going around and giving out my information to people I hardly know!"

"Sydney, I swear upon me and my child's life that I had nothing to do with that guy getting your number. I have not talked to him at all, even when we were at the beach."

"So, you are talking to other dudes while you out with your friends?" Dominic's voice makes me jump. I did not even notice he followed me into Rose's room.

"No Dominic, it is not even like that." I turn back to Rose. "Well why is he on my phone saying you gave him my number?"

"I don't know. You said so yourself, the kid is weird!" I take Cedric off mute and bring the phone back to my ear.

"Cedric?"

"Yea? You still there?"

"How did this girl look?"

"Um, don't you know? She is your friend."

"Cedric, just describe her PLEASE!" I put him on speaker so they can hear and he starts describing.

"Well, she was short, dark skinned, pretty, short brown hair, round face." Well that's not Rose, but then who could it be? I can't think of any of my friends who resemble that description. Or anyone that would have my number.

"Um, did anything weird happen while you were talking to her? Anything that stood out to you?"

"Well, I don't know if this will help, but um, she had a friend call her Chantelle, and I said that she said her name was Rosetta and she said a lot of people call her by her middle name and walked off without another word." So Chantelle gave him my number? How did she get my number? I look over at Mickie and he shrugs with shock clearly on his face. I can still tell he is mad that I even know who this Cedric kid is. "Did that help any?"

"More than you know." I hang up and I walk back to my room. Then, I walk back. "Rose, sorry."

"I would've reacted the same way. Syd, don't kill her."

"I am a peace maker." I reassure her before I go back into my room with Dominic following close behind me. "Okay, start asking."

"So who is your friend?"

"One, he is NOT my friend, and two Cedric."

"Mhm, how did you meet him?"

"Well, we were at the beach, some guys hit me in the head with their volleyball and he helped me get some aspirin and broke my fall."

"So he just happened to be the one you fell on?"

"Uh, yea! What? Do you think I asked him to stand there just in case I got hit by a ball or frisby? Then I could fall on him?" He gives me a sarcastic laugh and shakes his head.

"Nah, that's definitely not it."

"Well then what? Why are you being like this?"

"I'm not being like anything. I'm just trying to figure out what is going on."

"HERE is what is going on! YOUR friend Chantelle gave Cedric my number, and I don't know WHY! I am going to find out though."

"So, why didn't you mention Cedric before?"

"Because he wasn't important. I forgot all about him after we left the beach."

"After? Why not while you were there?"

"Because he kept popping up."

"For him not to be important you remember a lot about this guy."

"It was a good day. I remember everything that happened."

"Why, because Cedric was there?"

"NO MICKIE, because I had fun with my friends!" I fold my arms in aggravation. Why is he grilling me like this? "What is wrong with you?"

"I just want to see why random niggas named CEDRIC all of a sudden call you like you are all buddy buddy."

"Because YOUR friend CHANTELLE gave him my f*****g number! So if you want to grill somebody, grill her and get off my back!" I throw a pillow at him.

"Don't throw s**t at me Syd, I just care about you too much to let some guy come in and take you away from me!"

"That's the thing, Dominic! I'm not GOING anywhere! You are overreacting, and I wish you would just trust me since my word isn't enough." I feel myself getting choked up. I hate when we have this argument. I just put my head in my hand trying to calm myself down. I feel his arms start to wrap around me, but I push them back. "Just give me a minute." I feel tears stinging the back of my eyes and I work to fight them back.

"Baby, I'm sorry...you know how I get."

"Whatever Dominic, it doesn't matter anymore." I snatch the covers back on my bed and I just plop down on top. I lay down facing away from him too upset to reach over and pull the covers over me. His fat head can just keep them.

I close my eyes, forcing myself to sleep. I feel the covers start to wrap around me, and he places a light kiss on my neck. I turn a little so that I am facing him and he is watching me. I peck him on the lips before I turn away again.

A few minutes go by and I can't sleep. It bothers me when I get angry with him. He seems to not be having a problem sleeping though.

"Syd, I can't sleep if you are mad at me."

"You should have thought about that before you started accusing me."

"Please don't be like that, I said I was sorry."

"Yea, I heard you." I finally fall asleep after some minutes, but of course he pops up in my dreams and it becomes a peaceful sleep.

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I yawn and wipe the crust out my eyes. When I turn over I see that Dominic is still asleep and he is facing me. Ugh, I can't stay mad at him. It's almost impossible. He looks so adorable when he sleeps though. I sneak out of the bed and go into the the bathroom. When I get done and go back into my room, I see Mickie is waking up; I don't say a word as I walk to go put some shoes on.

"Come here." I hear him say this still half asleep. I walk over to the bed and stretch out across my side. I don't say a word, I just wait for him to talk again. "Are you still mad at me?"

"No."

"Are you sure?" He reaches behind him on the floor and pulls up a little teddy bear holding a heart that says 'Love you' in cursive writing. It makes me smile instantly.

"When did you buy this?"

"I told you I couldn't sleep last night, so when you finally fell asleep I went for a walk and passed a little store full of stuff like this."

"You didn't have to buy me anything." I take the bear from him and hold it, but I'm still looking at him.

"Yea I did. I acted like a jerk last night." I lean forward and kiss him.

"I love you too." He smiles at me. "You wanna get breakfast with me?" He nods and gets up out of the bed. While I wait for him to get out the bathroom, I walk into the living room and grab my keys off the coffee table. I go back into my room and slide on some Nike shorts to match my shirt. I look at my hair in the mirror. It looks fine in this messy bun...

Mickie comes out, slides on his shoes, and we leave out.

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~~Chantelle~~

"Man, I am so full it is ridiculous." I sit back in the booth and kick my feet up on the other side.

"Right, where do y'all wanna go next?" Carly says this as she puts her wallet back in her purse. I heard her, but something else has caught my attention. I see an all too familiar car pull up in the parking lot. When she gets out, I instantly beam at the fact that she is alone. Sydney walks straight into the diner and walks towards the counter asking how long the wait is. After getting her answer, she goes back out and sits in her car.

"Uh HELLOOO, earth to Chantelle!" I snap my head around and look at Amanda beside me.

"What?"

"What do you want to do once we leave here?"

"Um, maybe we should go shopping or something. I don't know. Or maybe, we can go to the beach." They nod in agreement as I turn my head to look out the window again, and the sight makes my heart drop. Sydney is outside of her car again and Dominic walks up behind her and pushes her into the restaurant, opening the door for her and everything.

The way that I have seen how Dee gets mad when guys even look at her made me certain that they wouldn't be on speaking terms for a while if a guy she knows called her phone asking to talk to her. Maybe he wasn't around when that little turd Cedric made the phone call. Then again, when he called my phone after the phone call asking why I lied to him, he said he heard Dee yelling in the background and questioning her. God, this is really pissing me off.

"Oh my gosh, is that Sydney?" Oh great, Amanda has spotted her. "SYYYDDDD! OVER HERE!" Her head snaps around in the direction that she heard her name and she smiles and waves back at Amanda. When she looks at me, damn, if looks could kill. To my surprise she walks over to our table to give Amanda a hug.

"Hey, I'm Sydney." She says this to Carly offering a hand.

"I'm Carly, nice to meet you." Carly's accent makes her laugh a little.

"Cute accent, where are you from?"

"Born and raised in Texas."

"Nice." Carly smiles and nods her head and she gets up and walks over to the counter. Amanda follows her holding something, but I am not paying attention. I watch Sydney as she sits down smiling in front of me. "So, your little stunt you pulled yesterday, not cute. I don't know what you are trying to do here, but I don't like it and it would be in your best interest to stop."

That makes me mad. Who is she to tell me what I can and cannot do? "Look Sydney, you are nice person and all, but you have no authority over me and I am not going to sit here and let you tell me what to do. So save your breath for some other person who gives a fuck."

"What is your problem?"

"You."

"And what have I done to you?"

"You jumped in my way."

"Your way of what?"

"Of getting what I want, and I want him." I gesture towards Dee, but she understands completely, so she does not look back.

"Isn't that cute? You have a crush on my boyfriend. I am sorry to break it to you, but he is not going to give up three years of a good relationship, for your petty ass. Thought you could win him over by having another guy call my phone, asking for me. Nah, it takes a lot more than that to ruin what we have."

As much as I don't want to admit it she is beyond right. They have been together for three years and it does not seem like he plans on ending their relationship, EVER. I have to dig deeper if I plan on winning him over.

"I accept. I love a good challenge."

"Well baby doll, I wish you the best of luck, but that won't even be enough to help you."

"Syd," she turns to look back at him as he motions her towards him, "come on."

"I'll catch you later MY man is calling."

Bitch. I hate when people are right, but I also hate when people underestimate me. I can make her world a living hell, and she doesn't even know it. We will see who has the last word when I am the one sitting under his arm, and she is the one crying outside the window begging for him to take her sorry ass back.