Chapter 3: Cry Me a River
"God, I'm starving!"
"You're always starving, Pogue" Kate huffed.
"Am not! ..Okay, maybe a little." Everyone laughed as they walked in the restaurant. "Fine, whatever guys"
They walked up to the matron to be seated. "Good evening guys, How many?"
"Six, please" Caleb responded.
"Wait," Everyone looked at Sarah. "Where's Reid?"
The streets became dark. Less and less lights were on the buildings as Reid walked away from the group. Street vendors pulled black garbage bags and rolled out sheets with fake designer bags. The crowd became much smaller and Reid no longer had to push his way through.
Reid kept his distance but still held his eye on the tall red head that captured his friend's eye. She was a fast walker but Reid walked faster so he wouldn't lose her.
Where is this chick taking me?
She made a sharp turn down one of the dead end blocks and Reid ran to catch up. The minute he turned the corner it was like he ran straight into a wall. The next thing he knew, he was holding his throbbing nose and dabbing at the warm liquid pouring from it.
"What. The. Fuck."
"I should be asking you the same thing. You've been following me since I left Tyler. Who the hell do you think you are?" Melissa stood tall and for the first time in Reid's life, he was a little afraid of what this girl was capable of.
Reid couldn't do anything but stare-still in shock that she actually punched him.
"Well?!" She persisted. "Why were you following me? And let me tell you, it better be a good reason. You're making me late." Melissa crossed her arms as she waited for an answer.
"I wanted to make sure you… weren't a… creeper?" It sounded more of a question than a response. Reid couldn't believe how he was at a loss of words.
Her mouth dropped at his idiotic reply.
"I'm going to ignore that statement and walk away. I'm going to forget this even happened and if I catch you following me again, which I will if you do; you'll end up with more than just a bloody nose." With that, she walked off leaving Reid still on the ground. While Reid sat in shock, he lost sight of her, got up and brushed himself off. Still pissed, he wiped the rest of the blood off his face and used to fix his nose. He began the long walk back to the hotel by himself.
"He mentioned something last night about meeting up with this girl today." Pogue stated as the waitress brought their food over.
"God you'd think he would have enough of this playboy phase and move on to something more." Kate sighed. "Do you think he'll ever settle down?"
"Kate, this is Reid we're talking about." Caleb replied. He turned to Tyler questionably, "Ty, you alright? You've been really quiet since we got here."
"Yeah, I'm fine." Tyler couldn't help the small smile that crept upon his lips.
"It would have anything to do with a certain redhead you came across would it?" Sarah persisted.
Tyler blushed. "What? No! It's just… I would have liked get to know her more." He suddenly seemed more interested in the food in front of him rather the conversation at hand. "You know what; I'm going to go back to the hotel."
Caleb was taken back. He did expect this reaction from his youngest brother. "Ty, let's finish eating and we'll all walk back together."
"Nah, that's okay." Tyler reached into his pocket to pull out a few bills but felt something that wasn't there before. He pulled it out and it was a card. The blue letters raised across the thick white front with a symbol of a bird. Birdland Jazz Club* read the card with an address underneath. He turned the card over to see the back and small, neat, elegant handwriting said: "Fate has a funny way. Meet me at 12 tonight"
Tyler laughed out loud. He looked at his watch noting the time. He had 30 minutes to get there. "Caleb, can I borrow your phone?"
"Yeah, sure man, here." Caleb handed his phone over while he and the rest of the table watched Tyler intently.
Tyler quickly used the internet to find the address and wrote it quickly on a napkin. He threw some bills on the table and with a quick apology to the rest of the table he was gone.
Pogue scratched his head. "Okay, I'm beyond confused on what's going on with those two."
Why must it rain on the coldest day of the year? If I don't find this place soon, I'm… God, I don't know what I'll do.
Tyler was officially pushing time. His watch read …. the same time as it was 15 minutes ago?
You have got to be kidding me. Of all days, my watch battery decides to die now. A quick fix shouldn't do any harm.
Tyler bent down to pretend to tie his shoe at the same time he let his eyes go black and fix his watch. He looked down at his newly fixed watched and realized that he still had about 15 minutes before he had to meet Melissa. He looked around for the Birdland Jazz club and with luck; it was right across the street.
Finally, something is working out right.
He ran across the crowed cross walk and suddenly stopped in front of the club.
Should I go in? Should I wait here for her? It is kind of cold out here. Maybe I'll go inside until it's midnight.
Tyler stepped inside the club and noticed the dimmed lighting. While making his way to the back of the club Tyler noticed the stage and a small band getting ready to perform. Figuring it'll be a good idea to wait inside where it's warm, he ordered a coke, checked the time and turned his attention to the front of the stage. Suddenly, a spot light appeared focused on the main point of the stage. Tyler was slightly confused until he heard this amazing voice.
Now you say you're lonely
You've cried a long night through
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
His eyes locked onto the front of the stage to the very same beauty that helped him earlier in the night. His jaw dropped. He couldn't believe how well she sang—that she could sing at all.
Now you say you're sorry for being so untrue
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you.
She was dressed in a simple emerald green halter dress that came down to right above her knees. The front of the dress had a simple pull right under her breast. The v-neck plunged so her cleavage peaked just a little—almost as if it were made to tease. She wore simple black boots that made her legs look amazing. Tyler couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was so enraptured but her very being that he didn't even realize she finished the song until everyone was clapping and she walked off the stage.
Tyler jumped up banging his leg into the table and causing a few stares his way. He politely ignored them and continued his journey. She slipped behind the curtain and he followed stopping short when he realized it was her dressing room and she was changing and let out a loud gasp.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry" Tyler immediately turned around. "I didn't mean to walk in… on you…uhh…" He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder turning him around. Although he turned, he kept his eyes closed.
He heard her give a light laugh. "It's okay. You can open your eyes. You didn't see anything but the edge of my bra. I'm sure it's not the first one you seen,"
Tyler opened his eyes blushed.
"Aw, is Tyler blushing? Well, I guess it was a good thing I just unzipped the back and nothing else."
They both realized how close they were standing next to each other.
"I didn't think you were going to come." Melissa quickly looked down but stole a glance at his eyes. He placed his palm against her check and she closed her eyes relishing the warmth of it.
Tyler pulled her closer. "I was afraid I wasn't going to see you again. But fate seems to work in funny ways, right?"
They both shared a laugh and just looked at each other.
"I usually don't kiss guys that I just met." She licked her lips and leaned towards his faced. He brought his hand down from her check to her neck and stepped close enough until there were no space in between.
"Yeah, but you didn't just meet me now did you. You know my name this time."
She smiled and Tyler couldn't look away.
"Touché. You definitely got me there."
They finally brought their lips together in a small yet passionate kiss. She pulled back for a moment to look at him. But then quickly placing her hands on his neck, she pulled him closer for a much longer and appreciative moment.
*Birdland Jazz Club – It's a real Jazz club in New York. I don't know if they have cards for their workers but it's on 44th Street in NY. I have no idea what it looks like and I also don't know if they have singers or not. I simply googled jazz clubs near Times Square so something could fit the story.
It's not a Mary Sue. Please don't think that. I wish I could sing. =\ Also, I know it seems SUPER quick that they're kissing and stuff… but I assure you, I'm trying to push it so they're back in Ipswich and I can follow the actual story line. I promise you magic and more of the boys will be a big thing later on. Stay with me readers. I'll try my best.