at the phone, this call seemed like a huge betrayal. Seth had told me how much I meant to him and how he felt about me. Seth was a great friend - my best friend for as long as I could remember. I had to admit that for the first time ever, I almost believed there could be something more between Seth and me. I knew there was a reaction in me, maybe all I needed was a little nudge in Seth’s direction. I looked at Max’s card again and couldn’t help but feel guilty.
My mind tired of thoughts of Seth and wandered to Max again. After all these years, finding out that my dream was really more than a dream was too enticing a prospect. It wasn’t like Max and I had an official date planned, just a dinner. He saved my life; of course, I would want to get together with him to say thanks. Anyone in the same situation would want to talk to the person who was responsible for a second chance at life. It wasn’t like I was cheating on Seth or anything. A phone call to say hello couldn’t possibly be a betrayal of Seth. Max and I were strictly platonic, one friendly phone call, that’s it. I reached for the phone and hesitated one more time. Had I convinced myself yet?.... Absolutely Not.
Who was I trying to convince? I couldn’t even be within ten feet of Max without my heart trying to race out of my chest. When Max was near me, I felt like he was supposed to be there. Forgetting how he made my mind spin, and my heart race - there was a physical draw. That heart monitor flying into a rapid alarm mode was embarrassing enough, but when our hands touched, I know I felt an electric shock. That surge of electricity couldn’t possibly be a normal attraction; but was it just me or did he feel it, too?
Maybe my body was giving me a warning shock about Max, that maybe this whole infatuation I felt for Max was just a way for me to solidify that Seth was really the right choice. If this were the case, then meeting Max couldn’t be wrong; it’s something I had to do, for Seth. Lying to myself was silly. I knew that regardless of how Seth felt about me, I would never feel the same way. I would give anything to feel that pulse from Max’s touch again.
The argument in my head was over. I picked up the phone. I dialed Max’s home number and after the fourth ring his message played, “Hello, Max and Missy are busy. Leave a message and if we like you we’ll call you back….beeeeeep.”
I was shocked by the message and didn’t know what to say. I could only get out, “I, uh, was calling for… Max…” I hung up abruptly. What was I thinking? He had a girlfriend and she lived with him! How could I be so stupid? What was I thinking? Max and Missy, well, wasn’t that cute? Why would he give me his home number? He wasn’t brave enough to tell me to my face that he couldn’t see me, so he took the easy way out and let me find out on my own. I’m such an idiot. Fury pulsed through my veins that I could be taken in so easily.
I had never been gullible my whole life. Why hadn’t I realized? I thought back to our conversation and his hesitation was obvious. I hadn’t even considered his hesitation to be the result of a girl in his life. What was I thinking? Of course he had a girlfriend. He was gorgeous. He had an exciting job. Why would I think he was available?
I buried my head in my pillow, sure that Missy would hear the message and know what a jerk Max really was. Served him right. He should have just told me he was spoken for and that I didn’t have a chance.
Then a thought occurred to me. What was I so upset about? Hadn’t Seth been with me nearly every minute since I got here? Seth put himself out there with his feelings for me loud and clear. Here I was sneaking around, and that answering machine was exactly the wake-up call I needed. What did Seth say? H e would never take me for granted again . Well, that was some pretty decent advice. I should be thankful that Seth feels so strongly for me
Yvette Hines, Monique Lamont