Always Been Mine (17 page)

Isabel stopped applying mascara for a second then took a deep breath. “So, why are you home so late?”

Valerie knew Isabel couldn’t have too much time, so she filled her in quickly on her day’s happenings including Bruce’s call and then Alex showing up at her work. Isabel was far more interested in the call than Alex. Like Valerie, she’d become pretty jaded on the whole subject of Alex.

“I wouldn’t kill the boyfriend off just yet. Alex has never gone very long without screwing up. Let him keep thinking someone else is giving you the undivided attention he never has.” Isabel turned away from the mirror to face Valerie who was really taking in everything she was saying. “Besides, if what he is saying is true, that was still pretty shitty of him to let you hurt all that time just because he was a dumb ass.”

“Hey!” Valerie sat up. “That’s mean. He’s not a dumb ass, Isabel. He runs a highly successful restaurant. Sarah says it’s been incredibly busy lately, they have more employees now than ever, they’re expanding it even more, and he’s pretty much running it all on his own!”

Isabel laughed, walked over to the bed and hugged her. “I meant he was a dumb ass for thinking that having to be tutored would matter to you.”

Valerie tried to keep the glare going but couldn’t help smirking, then shrugged. “Dumb pride.”

“Pride or not, I still think it was shitty of him. So, if it’s really true, and you’re going to consider giving him another chance, maybe he does deserve to suffer a little longer like he made you.”

Valerie didn’t like the idea of playing games, but it made sense to be cautious. She’d been burnt too many times, even if some of those burns weren’t necessarily what she had initially thought they were. It still hurt, and Alex had known it all along.

The next morning, Valerie met her dad for breakfast.

She usually met both her dad and Norma, but Norma had her final dress fitting for the wedding that morning, so she passed. Valerie was glad, though she had nothing against Norma. She’d actually been glad when her dad met her and fell in love.

It had always been just the two of them since her mom died of cancer when Valerie was six. She’d hardly known her mom, but her dad did his best to keep her memory alive. The pictures of her stayed up for years.

She remembered staring at the pictures of her mom when the memory of what she looked like began to fade.

As she got older and began to attend sleep overs with friends and summer camp, she worried about her dad being lonely. She encouraged him to go out, but he was a hopeless homebody.

Then when she was eleven, there was an accident. Her dad had left to run some errands, and Valerie insisted on staying home. She hated the Home Depot. She made herself a grilled cheese and accidentally set a dishrag on fire. She tried to put it out but it only got bigger.

Panicked, she ran to the neighbors who called 911. By the time it was all over, the kitchen was a flooded mess and she was at the police station. They fined her dad for child endangerment, and she was doomed to spend every visit to the Home Depot with her dad for the next few years.

The following week they sent a social worker to the house to interview her and her father and to inspect the living conditions. That social worker was Norma. Even as nervous as her dad had been before she got there, she saw the twinkle in his eye when he spoke with her. She was thrilled when he told her weeks later that he had a date with the social worker.

“Everything happens for a reason, pumpkin.” She remembered him saying even back then.

After so many incidents in her life proving his theory right, she believed it. For some reason, she couldn’t talk to him about Alex in front of Norma. She didn’t think Norma judged him or anything. Certain things she felt better about talking to her daddy alone and this was one of them.

In the beginning, her dad hadn’t liked Alex. Of course, Valerie was in high school then and still his baby girl. Here was this big “muscle head” picking her up and then making her cry. Her dad said Alex was one of those guys that was just full of himself and would never get his fill of women since there were probably so many throwing themselves at him.

Although a few times he’d surprised her saying he’d seen something in Alex’s eyes when he looked at her. He said it was something so genuine only another man could understand. Then there would be heartache again, and he’d be pissed as ever that Alex had broken his little girl’s heart.
Again.

They met at the Pancake House by the mall. Her dad was having coffee and reading the paper when she got there. It didn’t surprise her that he’d already ordered for them. More than anyone else, he knew her appetite well. She made sure he hadn’t ordered anything bad for himself. After grudgingly filling her in on what he had ordered, she was satisfied.

As usual, her mood hadn’t gone unnoticed by her dad. She’d barely taken her first sip of juice when he asked, “You wanna talk about it?”

“Well,” she continued, “he showed up at my office last night. He’s never done that. He said he wanted to talk to me, so, I agreed.”

Her dad was already up to date about the tutor and all the other occurrences, so, she filled him in on everything else. From Alex kissing her at the shower and her lying about being involved with someone else, she even told him about her nightmare evening with Luke. Then she told him what Alex admitted to the night before. Her dad listened, sniggering and at times shaking his head, as he ate.

“So, what do you think? Isabel says I should keep up with the boyfriend thing for at least a while longer. Until I know for sure he’s not just saying all this because of my make-believe boyfriend.”

Her dad stopped and pondered her question for a few moments. “That’s a tough one, Pumpkin. We men are idiots when it comes to women. But I believe wholeheartedly that that boy did all he did because of his foolish pride. It all makes sense to me now. I never understood how a guy who could look at you the way he did could turn around and do half the crap he did to break your heart.”

Valerie’s heart swelled. She hated getting her hopes up like she had so many times in the past, but her dad always saw things she didn’t catch.

“I’ll tell you what,” he said, pointing his fork at her, “there’s one thing I’ve always liked about that boy. As much as I hate his body language screaming that he owns you, with him next to you ain’t no one gonna mess with my little girl. It may as well be written on his chest in neon lights.” He shrugged, sprinkling some raisins into his oatmeal. “I like knowing you’re in good hands.”

When they finished eating, Valerie praised him again for his choice of healthy meal. He waved her praise away with a grunt. He left, but she strolled around the mall, shopping lost in thought for a couple of hours. She stopped at a market on the way home to pick up drinks for the ice chest.

Isabel wasn’t home yet. Valerie began to worry she wouldn’t make it home in time to go with her to the bonfire. No way was she showing up alone.

Isabel stormed in just before five. “Sorry Val, got caught up with my sister and mom. I won’t be too long to get ready. What time does this thing start again?”

“In about an hour.”

Isabel was ready in no time. They rushed out and talked about their mornings all the way to the beach.

There was a nice sized crowd when they got there. Mostly people Valerie knew, but a few new faces. Alex wasn’t there yet, so, she was somewhat relaxed. They sat around the unlit fire pit. Valerie poured herself a beer in a cup and poured Isabel a wine cooler. Angel and Eric were busy putting wood into the fire pit.

Valerie saw Isabel try to hide a horrified expression. She glanced back taking in Romero’s deadpan expression and wondered how much he had heard.

Eric was working on getting the fire started. Thinking fast, Valerie glanced toward Eric. “Girl talk, Romero. Go help out.” She gestured toward Eric. “I’ve heard legendary stories of your fires.”

Valerie sipped her beer glad she hadn’t been louder. She sat up a little straighter when she saw Alex’s truck pull up. He was with Sal. It didn’t surprise her that Sal was able to make all these functions even if he was attending school in Los Angeles. One thing she always knew even back when they were all kids in school is how close the three brothers were.

They got an ice chest out the back of the truck. Alex was in a tank top and kaki shorts, most of his hard muscles exposed for the entire world to see. Though Sal was older and had an impressive build himself, it was clear which of the two spent more time in the gym.

She tried not to stare as they walked toward the crowd. He smiled at someone and Valerie followed his gaze. Her stomach dropped when she saw he was smiling at one of the girls she hadn’t recognized earlier. She was standing with the crowd around a radio smiling back, her eyes all lit up.

The girl hurried over to them and gave Alex a big hearty hug and then Sal. Alex smiled a bit too much and Valerie was immediately glad she hadn’t fessed up about her fake boyfriend. Alex would never change.

She forced her eyes away from him and glared instead at the guys getting the fire going. Romero was pouring lighter fluid on the wood.

She finally glanced back at Alex, and he smiled at her. That same beautiful smile that usually melted her heart, but she was furious. She hated being so damned insecure. What was even more infuriating was that he’d
made
her this way. She took a deep breath and a swig of her beer.

The girl didn’t linger too long before going back to her original crowd. It bothered Valerie that she didn’t recognize her, yet Alex apparently knew her well enough to brighten up her smile and warrant a big hug.

Sarah took a seat next to her and leaned in. “So, I heard you and Alex went out last night?”

“Really, he told you?” That was a first, Valerie thought.

“No, I overheard him telling Sal at the restaurant today. He’d get all hushed when he saw me in the room, so. I only caught bits. But he said you guys talked and Sal told him to keep at it, whatever that means.”

Keep at it
? Keep up the games? Geez, she had to stop thinking so negative. Sal was a nice guy with a good head on his shoulders. The whole world couldn’t possibly be plotting against her.

“We talked.” Valerie said. Eric walked toward them. “I’ll tell you about it another time.”

Sarah understood immediately and sat back in her seat.

Valerie glanced over at the crowd with the girl who Alex hugged. Sal was over there talking to them now. Maybe the girl’s bright smile was directed toward Sal. It would make sense since all three brothers were so damn good looking it was maddening.