After the date Vic drove me back to his place. I couldn't stop thinking about that guy I seen in the restaurant, Vic clearly knew him but he denied it. Why? Why does it bother me so much? The guy didn't seem to notice Vic but still... Something was up.
I have to tell Vic though that I didn't just choose him, I chose him and Mike.
We pull into the driveway and now seems like the perfect opportunity.
"Vic I have something to tell you" I said as he turned the car off.
"What? Did you not like the restaurant? Was it that guy I didn't know him I swear" He said, Well that's not suspicious at all? I thought to myself.
"No it was great thank you so much, it's just about choosing you." I said
"You want Mike don't you? What did I do wrong" He said interrupting me.
"Vic just let me talk jesus fuck." I exclaimed "Sorry" He apologized. "As I was saying, no I did choose you but I also chose Mike.."
"Why?" He looked extremely confused.
"Vic you're my bestfriend but you can't expect me to just choose that's so unfair. I can't choose between you to not yet. Think of it as I wanna buy a car but I don't know what to get. I need a test drive to see which one I like more."
"I'm not a car Spencer." He said getting out and locking his door. He didn't seem mad just kind of disappointed. I just want him to understand that this wasn't easy for me. Now for the hard part, telling Mike. Vic is an extremely understanding person he's rational and looks at all options before making any rash decisions. Unlike Mike, he just wants whats best for him.
I get out of the car and walk upstairs and go straight to Mikes room but he's not in there, his car is in the driveway so he must be home. I smell a familiar smell and choose to follow it. It takes me to the basement, I open the door and a pool of smoke pops out. Mike is obviously down there. His parent's will kill him if they find out.
As I walk down the stairs I can hear him banging on the drums.
I walk over to the couch that's down there next to a backpack and a bong. He must not have noticed me walk in, I love how passionate he is about playing the drums. He gets so into it and tunes the entire world out. He's absolutely amazing at it too, he's never had a lesson either he taught himself with a DVD of a guy drumming. He was never into until his freshman year when he went to a punk rock concert with me. He could barely take his eyes off the drummer the entire concert. He fell in love that night, after the gig he went home and asked his dad for a drum set. That weekend he got a drum set and since then he's been drumming everyday since.
Last year him and Vic started jamming together. Mike always blasted punk rock in his bedroom and Vic use to walk in and listen to it even though he was into different music styles. Then they started playing together and it was like heaven. Vic has always been good at guitar for as long as I can remember.
"Holy shit" Mike yelled nearly jumping out of his seat. "How long have you been sitting there?" He asked holding onto his chest.
"Sorry I didn't want to disturb you, you just seemed so into it." I chuckled a bit. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tea towel and walked over to the couch and sat next to me. He leaned over to me and smelled me.
"You smell like him." He said with a slight frown.
"I know, we went out for dinner." As I said that he backed up.
"Like a date? I thought you chose me" He seemed more hurt than angry but he pretended to be pissed off and put up his guards.
"I did choose you" I said grabbing his hand. "But I also chose him." He pulled his hand away from me.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because he's my best friend I don't want to lose him. I can't lose him. Even though you guys said there would be no hard feelings I know there would be and I would lose one of you and I can't have that. I really like you Mike but what am I supposed to do. I either choose the guy who I've liked since I met or my best friends. I can't choose right now I need time and I felt pressured." I explained.
"So what now?" He asked.
"I don't know, we go day by day until I chose I guess." I said
"Okay" He said then he kissed me on the cheek and went to go and stand up.
"That's it?" I asked. "You're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad? I just want you to be happy Spence." He said sitting back down
"Thank you for understanding, I guess I just thought you would be mad."
"You know even though we always bugged each other I have always liked you. Ever since we first laid eyes on each other." He stood up and walked over to his drums and cleaned everything up.