Gruesome Tuesday
PART FOURTEEN
©2004 Tanya J. Allan
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This
is only a story, and it may contain adult material, which may include sex and
intimate descriptive details pertaining to genitalia. If this is likely to
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AUTHOR’S HEALTH WARNING
Dear Reader,
Life
can be a crock sometimes, so if it all right with you, I actually prefer happy
endings! So, if you want the hero(ine) to have a really miserable time, READ
SOMETHING ELSE!
But
if you want to see good prevail, and end up with a soppy smile, then I have
achieved what I set out to do!
Please
enjoy!
Tanya
14. SOPHIE’S
LAST BIT OF STORY
Aunt Sally had just arrived
and was sorting out her puddings! Mike and his brood were getting sorted and
the doorbell rang. I saw Dad was talking to Mike, so I told him I was there!
I took off my apron and opened
the front door.
Sean was older, and had less
hair than I remembered, but he was still a hunk! His soldiering had hardened
him, and there wasn’t a sign of any fat at all! He was dressed in tan
trousers, and an open neck check shirt, with a tweed jacket. I smiled, as he
could have worn a uniform to show he was military!
His tall wife, Angela, was
behind him, and was talking to one of their many children. She had put a little
weight on since that Christmas Ball, but it made her look better! Still
attractive, and obviously very fond of her husband, I felt vindicated by my
choice for him all those years ago!
“Hello Sean, fancy seeing you
again!” I said, and gave him my Sophie smile.
All the colour drained form
his face, and for one ghastly moment I thought he was going to collapse on me.
“Sophie?” he croaked.
I smiled again.
“Yeah, I’m Sophie. Come in,
Dad is inside talking to Mike!” I said.
“Dear are you all right? You
look a little pale!” his wife asked.
He was staring at me, and I
gave him a slow wink.
I thought his eyes were going
to pop out of his head, and Angela and I helped the poor old fool into the
house.
“Hello, you must be Angela?
I’m Rob’s daughter, Sophie!”
“Sophie! Now isn’t that
strange, this is my Sophie!” she said, showing me her eldest daughter.
I smiled and nodded to her,
and we went into the living room. Dad came right over, and I left them
together, and carried on speaking to Angela and her kids.
Dad waved me over, and
introduced me to Sean. Then he buggered off, leaving me with him.
“So, you are school?” Sean
asked, lamely.
“Yes. It is not like ComptonCollege! For a start there are no boys there!”
“Oh! We didn’t have any
girls!”
“I know! Except for one!”
His eyebrows shot up.
“One?”
“Mmm. I think her name was
Sophie, like mine!”
Sean paled again, and I felt
sorry for him. But, back then, I had fallen in love with the sod, a bit!
“Yeah, Dad told me about the
play!” I added, and grinned, the kind of grin I remembered from back then.
He swallowed and I saw beads
of sweat on his forehead.
“Oh, the play! Yes, I see!”
“Do you still remember her?”
Sean stared at me.
“I’ve never forgotten her!” he
said. Looking rather guilty.
I smiled that smile again.
“That is so sweet! Didn’t she
introduce you to your wife?”
He nodded and frowned.
“Anna says I look like that
Sophie!”
“Anna?”
“Yes, Dad’s fiancée, Anna Lumley. She was the daughter of one of
the teachers! She and dad went out together for a bit, before they moved
away! They got back together recently! She lost her husband in a crash or
something!
“Anyway she saw the play, and
says that I look just like the Sophie in the play!”
“Yes, you do!”
“I bet that make you feel
really weird!” I said, and he smiled, that same old charming smile!
“Yes, it certainly does!”
“So, what was she like, the
mystical Sophie?” I asked.
He stared at me for several
moments.
“You have to ask?” he said,
his voice almost a whisper.
I smiled and shook my head.
“No Sean, I don’t have to
ask! I almost feel as if I was there!” I said, and smiled again.
He smiled, a very shaky smile,
and looked across to where his wife was, and then back at me.
“How?” he asked.
“Ah, that would be telling!” I
said. “But, I’m so glad you weren’t gay after all!” I said, and went off to
find Matt. I left him staring after me, with his mouth open.
Matt was by the bar, and kept
trying to stop Steven and his cronies from drinking the adults’ punch.
“Hi sweetie!” I said to him,
and kissed him.
He looked slightly surprised,
but pleased.
“You look gorgeous!” he said,
and I smiled.
“Are you going to dance with
me?”
He grinned and nodded.
We went into the living room
and there were a few of the younger crowd dancing already. He took me in his
arms, and kissed me, and it wasn’t even a slow dance!
I watched as Sean went over
and spoke to Dad again, and then he was introduced to Anna. I smiled, poor
sod, I had really worried him!
Matt was nuzzling my neck, and
it felt very nice, I could also feel a certain something hardening in the
trouser department, so I broke out of his grip.
“Come on you randy sod, just
dance for a while and let it go down!” I said, and he went red and looked
embarrassed. I laughed and kissed his cheek, and he just grinned at me as we
danced.
Sally came over to me, and
quizzed me on Anna, she had only just twigged that her brother was now engaged,
and she was over the moon!
I checked my watch and had to
stop and get some of the things out of the oven. Matt and Peewee helped me
bring everything to the table, and I announced that the buffet was now open!
Needless to say Steven and the youngest mob were there first, so when they had
helped themselves, I brought out the better stuff!
I was sitting with Matt,
Peewee and Sean’s Sophie, and we were talking about music when Sean came over.
“How are you getting on,
Sophe?” he said to his daughter.
“Its brill, Daddy! Sophie here
was at the Justin Timberlake a couple of weeks ago, and she say he was
fantastic!” she said.
Sean smiled and locked eyes
with me.
“Good! I’m glad you are all
getting along!”
“Have you had dessert yet, Mr
Simmonds?” I asked.
He started, and then relaxed.
“Please call me Sean, I feel I
have know you for ages!”
I stood up, and walked down
the stairs to where he was standing.
“There is a super trifle, and
the chocolate moose is to die for!” I said.
“Sounds lovely!” he said, and
followed me into the dining room.
I handed him a bowl, and a
spoon, and let him help himself. He then turned and looked at me! He was
forty and I was fifteen, and yet it was as if we were at that Christmas Ball
again!
He swallowed, and seemed very
nervous.
“Why are you so nervous with
me?” I asked.
He shook his head.
“Why do I get the feeling that
we know each other?” he asked me.
I smiled.
You mean, like you me and Mike
shared a study for some time, and I was the girl in the play?” I asked, teasing
him.
He frowned.
“How did you know about the
study?”
“Dad told me!”
“Oh!”
“Sean, there is no way I could
have been there, so stop beating yourself up!” I said, and he smiled, and my
heart had a little flutter.
“You loved her, didn’t you?” I
asked.
He nodded.
“I still do! She was like a
goddess! No matter how much I told myself it was just my friend Rob, it was as
if I also knew that it wasn’t! I can’t explain it, but I swear that he was
possessed by the most wonderful creature for such a short time!”
“You mean from when you banged
his head up to after the play?”
He nodded, frowning again.
“Have you any idea how hard it
must have been for a girl trapped in a boys school?”
He stared at me.
“All those boys and you in the
bloody showers with a hard on?”
His mouth opened.
“And I was a bloody boy too!
Talk about damned and sent to hell!”
“You?”
“Sean, how on earth do you
think I know about your internal struggles? My Dad was vacant for three
months! I was somehow stuck in his life, and you fell in love with me! How
the hell do you think I felt?”
“You?” he repeated,
unnecessarily in my book.
“Yes Sean, me! I was the girl
in the play, why do you think I dressed like this? I remembered what I was
wearing that night, and tried to get a dress just like it for tonight! Do you
really think my dad could have acted that well?”
He just stared at me, making
little strangled noises.
“I fell in love with you, a
little, after all, I was a girl, and you were so hunky! Still are, even if you
are losing your hair!” I said, and ruffled his receding hairline.
He looked around, and we moved
off to one side. He hadn’t touched his chocolate mousse.
I took a spoonful and it was
delicious.
“You really ought to eat that,
Sally’s puddings are wonderful!” I said, and he automatically took a spoonful.
“How?”
“I don’t know, and it was only
for those three months! But I remember everything! I remember your near
breakdown when you thought you loved Rob! Our chats about whether you were
gay, and our kiss! That was my first kiss, did you realise that?”
He smiled.
“Mine too!”
“But, I am were I belong now,
and you have your Angela, and your wonderful family! I have a great boyfriend,
and life goes on! We were just never meant to be, were we?”
He shook his head, and I could
tell he was trying to work out how to make a pass at me.
“Sean, forget it! My job was
to straighten you out! You almost screwed me up in the process, and you must
forget this conversation ever took place! The men in white coats would lock us
both up if this ever got out!”
“I knew, you know?”
“Knew what?”
“As soon as you opened the
door, I knew I had found you again!”
I smiled.
“I know, otherwise we wouldn’t
be having this conversation!”
“I still love you!”
I shook my head.
“No Sean, you loved a girl a
long time ago, and she is gone now. What we had was different and special, and
was meant only to be then and there! I have a boyfriend, and am very happy.
You have a wife, and responsibilities!”
He nodded his head slowly, and
smiled.
“You are more beautiful now!”
I smiled and blushed, and saw
Daddy approaching from behind him.
“No! I won’t go to bed with
you!” I teased in a loud voice, and he laughed.
Daddy was frowning, and I
burst out laughing.
“Hi Daddy, Sean was just
telling me how much I looked like the girl you portrayed in the play!”
“Was he?” he said, still
frowning.
“Oh Daddy! Stop being so
silly, I was teasing you! Sean is far too old for me, and besides, I would
wear him out in less than three hours!”
Anna appeared and I slipped
away. Sean saw me go, and smiled. Pity, he was still quite hunky!
Matt grabbed me and pulled me
onto the dance floor again, and I spent the rest of the evening in his arms.
We were snuggled together on a
sofa when Daddy came over to us.
“Sophie, Sean and Angela are
leaving!” he said.
I looked at my watch, it was
one in the morning, and the party was still going strong! I unwrapped myself
from Matt’s clutches, and went to the door. Angela gave me a hug and a kiss,
and each of the kids did! They had had a super time, and Sophie had rather
fallen for some boy who was someone’s brother!
Angela took her brood to the
car, and Sean said goodbye to Dad.
Then he turned to me, and I
put my arms round his neck and kissed him as I had on that last occasion.
I stopped, looked at him and
smiled.
“Goodbye Sean, I’m glad that
Angela looked after you so well. Good luck with the rest of your life!” I said,
and turned and walked back into the house. He couldn’t see my tears!
I sought out Matt, and clung
to him for a long time!
“Sophie?” Matt asked.
“What?”
“Do you think we will still
love each other when we are as old as our parents?”
“Hard to tell, the brain
ceased to work at that age!” I said, and he chuckled.
“Do you think we will get
married?”
“Matt, I don’t know! I’m only
fifteen, you are my first boyfriend, so there is so much time!”
“I can’t imagine life without
you!”
“I don’t think you’ve tried
very hard!”
“I have! And life without you
seems a very cold and desolate place!”
“Aw poor baby! Come here, and
let me kiss you better!”
Needless to say, that was the
end of that conversation!
Eventually we all went to bed,
(no, not together!) and I lay awake for ages. There was a knock on my door,
and I went and opened it. I had half expected Matt, but it was Daddy.
“Can I come in?”
“Sure!”
I went back to bed, and he sat
next to me.
“Good party!” he said.
I nodded.
“Sean was on good form!”
I nodded again.
“You told him?”
“He knew! From the moment he
saw me, he knew!”
“How?”
I shrugged.
“I don’t know, so I told him!”
“Everything?”
“No, just the bits about him!”
He looked at me and took my
hand.
“He loved you?”
I nodded.
“I loved him a little too!” I
admitted.
“Was it hard?”
I nodded, and felt the tears
weren’t far away.
“You did so well! I am so
proud of you!” he said, and gave me a big cuddle.
“Daddy?”
“What?”
“He still is very hunky!”
He smiled.
“So?”
I shrugged.
“I just think he is still
hunky! But then, so are you!”
“What about Matt?”
I smiled.
“He’s the best!” I said.
“That’s my girl!” he said, and
kissed my cheek. “Thanks for being so strong!”
“I don’t feel strong,
sometimes!”
“I know, I’m the same! But
life is going to get better from now on!”
“Daddy?”
“What?”
“Are you and Anna going to
have any kids?”
“What makes you ask that?”
“Well, you love each other,
and she is not quite a pensioner, so I thought you might!”
“We might!”
“Can I ask one thing?”
“What?”
“If you have a girl, don’t
call her Sophie!”
THE END OF THIS BIT!
since 04/26/04