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that she still had – and he
wanted it back. So he came to her room to get it; the room she’d insisted on getting despite ‘suggestions’ from both her
grandmother and Max that she stay off campus. Max even went so far as
to offer her transportation to school if she continued to stay at
home. She’d pushed the offer back at him as rudely as she
could, reminding him that he was not nor
had ever been the boss of her, let alone her father. He’d
backed off which was great, but he’d also looked hurt; which
she did not understand at all.
    Rudy ended up spending
the night with her, she’d played hard to get for a bit but she
couldn’t lie. She wanted him back so she was so glad to have
him back in her bed, desperate for her, making noises that let her
know he wanted her. She wanted him right back and she was so happy
he’d come back to his senses. In the morning when she woke up,
he was gone.
    She’d
cried into her coffee that morning, skipped class and went for a boat
ride on the river, letting the breeze play on her face and just tried
not to think too hard. She went back to class the next day and acted
like everything was fine and when Rudy knocked on her door two nights
later, three sheets to the wind and begging to come in…she let
him in. This time he was still there in the morning but in hindsight
Christine figured it was because he passed out. She had to leave him
there eventually with a note telling him there was coffee in the
coffee maker and muffins under the basket since she had class. He
staggered into afternoon class looking miserable but didn’t
make any particular effort to interact with her. A week later he
banged on her door at 2am and this time Christine tried to talk to
him, have a conversation. He apologized to her, at long last, about
what happened at the wedding. He explained that his family was
partial to Natasha because they’d been like peas in a pod since
they were very young and it was understood by both families that they would eventually wed. It was unfortunate
that she’d chosen to interrupt their wedding like that but
there was really very little that Rudy could do about it at the time
and Christine had seemed to be okay. She’d left with her
grandmother and her grandmother’s boss as if she was fine with
it anyway and Rudy had tried texting her but there was no reply.
    Christine
explained that Martha had confiscated her phone and that was why she
hadn’t answered. He asked that they continue as they were,
seeing each other in secret for now until Rudy could resolve things
with his family. Christine readily agreed; she didn’t think her
grandmother would want to know about her rekindled romance with Rudy
and her friends certainly wouldn’t understand that he was the
love of her life. When Christmas break rolled around, he had gone to
his family in New York and she had stayed in Massachusetts with her
mother and her grandmother. The day after Christmas, she was taking a
break from the mayhem and chaos that was Christmas holidays at her
grandmother’s to surf the net and catch up on entertainment
news. She was addicted to tabloids. After she was all caught up on
what Beyonce was doing, she decided to Google Rudy…just to see
what would come up.
    What
came up was an application for a marriage license for Rudy Sinclair
and Natasha McCann. Christine stared at it in shock and then shook
her head, looking up the picture matching the social security number
listed. It was Rudy alright… her Rudy. The one who had fucked the hell out of her the night before he
left town and assured her that he would miss her and wished he didn’t
have to leave. That Rudy…
    There was nobody she
could tell; nobody she could whine to or complain to. She was
supposed to be over him; everyone assumed she was over him.
    She had gone over to
Max’s place with her grandmother the next day. He always had
the good alcohol and had no objection to her sampling it as long as
her grandmother didn’t mind. Martha