Ally, “I know… I just don’t want to tell him… He… I know, but you don’t understand, he’s looking out for me…. I need to stick with it and see how it goes… I just…. Ok, I promise… ok, love you too…. (slightly dejected) bye”
Talon’s curiosity begins to win the battle within, and eventually causes him to drop the remote and walk into the kitchen. He finds his younger sister making breakfast on the stove, her earbuds back in her ears as she listens to music on her iPod.
Ally (singing,) “We’re dancin’ like we’re dumb, dumb du-du-du-dumb… our bodies goin numb nu-nu-nu-nu-numb,”
Talon smiles laughing on the inside at Ally. He walks up behind her and taps her on the shoulder, causing her to yelp and fling a wooden spoon across the kitchen. Ally turns quickly, removing her earbuds and punching Talon in the shoulder.
Ally, “Oh my God! You scared me!!”
Talon (laughing), “Sorry, I couldn’t resist… especially with the perfect rendition of Ke$ha. haha”
Ally, “You know how much I like to sing, c’mon not like you’re Frank Sinatra.”
Talon, “I’m just playin, you know me.”
Ally giggles as he pauses her iPod and cuts off the stove top burner. As she scrapes her eggs onto a glass plate, she looks over to Talon asking inquisitively…
Ally, “So, what’s would you think about Logan coming over for Christmas dinner?
Talon looks at her curiously and replies.
Talon, “Why would I have a problem with that?”
Ally, “I don’t know… I just get a vibe like you aren’t cool with him anymore.”
Talon turns his head slightly, thinking about recent weeks.
Talon, “No, its not that, it’s just that I haven’t talked to him, seen him, or even gotten a text from him since you guys got serious… and that comes off sometimes either as guilty of something, or like he was using me to get to you.”
Ally frowns as she doesn’t like the idea of what Talon is saying.
Talon, “I’m not saying he did that, but I’m just saying if I’m not always saying “tell Logan I say hi” it’s because the door swings both ways. He’s a great competitor, and a good guy as far as I can tell, but he’s not acting like a guy who has a good chance of being welcomed into a family…”
Ally, “You don’t understand. He’s just a little shy or nervous around you I think. I mean, you’re… you know, you.”
Talon shakes his head in disagreement as he pours a glass of orange juice from the fridge.
Talon, “Ally, he’s not a coward, he’s not afraid of me, I’m not trying to upset you, but you’re asking me what I think, and I’m telling you the truth. Logan isn’t handling your relationship as well as he could.”
Ally, “But…”
Talon, “…and it’s not his fault. It’s the life of a pro wrestler. We are on the road, busy all the time, and when you compile that with the fact that you have a job and are in school now, there just isn’t as much time as there used to be.”
Ally, “But I don’t want…”
Talon, “You don’t want what?”
Talon’s voice grows slightly agitated.
Talon, “You don’t want to work and go to school? Ally, you can’t just throw away your future because you’re in love…”
Ally suddenly raises her voice, a bit irate.
Ally, “LET ME FINISH!”
Talon stops dead in his tracks, looking at his sister in a new light.
Ally, “I am my own person, and I can handle my life myself! Let me tell you, I’m in school because I believe you and mom and dad about it being best for me, but if I don’t want to go anymore, I WILL QUIT, it’s my choice, not yours! If I want to run away with Logan, I will, and if I want to quit my job, I will!”
Talon speaks calmly, a bit reserved, taken back.
Talon, “Ally… I didn’t mean to…”
Talon lets out a large sigh as he scrambles to find the right words.
Talon, “I love you sis. I just don’t want you to get hurt…”
Ally suddenly goes from angry to upset as she drops her arms and shoulders to her side and falls into her brother with a hug. That is when the tears begin.
Talon holds his sister close, trying to comfort her.
Talon, “What is it Al?”
Ally (sobbing), “I don’t kno-ow I, I, I… I just feel… like its falling apart… since I started school and work we haven’t gotten along as well, because either I’m really tired, or he has to go to the gym, or he comes to see me at work and gets irritated at the guys who flirt with me at the bar…. Its not his fault, but it just… it just sucks… I don’t want to ruin what we have, and I feel like if we keep going like this it will…. But I don’t want to quit working because I don’t want to let you down… and I…I… I just don’t know what to do!”
Talon looks up at the sky as he bites his bottom lip, feeling responsible for the entire delima.
Talon, “Ally… look at me.”
Ally looks up at her older brother, her eyes red and puffy from crying… a single tear trickles down her cheek.
Talon, “Quit the bar, I’ll get a new girl hired, and we can just get you some part time hours working at the Ice Box as a receptionist… just 2 days a week, so you can have some free time… you can study and do school work when you’re working for me, and that way you have time to do what you want to when your off… The best thing for your relationship is just to work on it. Trust me, I’ve ruined enough relationships to know what not to do, and holding in your problems… well that just kills a relationship.”
Ally smiles lightly, cheering up slowly.
Ally, “You really don’t mind if I quit the bar? …and I can work at the gym?”
Talon, “Wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it.”
Ally smiles, again hugging her brother, this time happy.
Ally, “Thank you so much!”
Talon, “When do you work again?”
Ally, “Not til Sunday…”
Talon, “Ok, well then I’ll get a new girl this week, and we’ll start you at the gym tomorrow… how about that?”
Ally (smiling), “Ok! I got to call Logan! I’m going to go in my room, I’ll see you later…. Thank you SO much… I love you!”
Talon smiles, feeling like he may have defused a potential melt down.
Talon, “Love you too Ally… I’m going to run to the gym and meet Kaleb… Call me, or stop by later if you need me.”
Ally nods, still smiling as she runs up the stairs back to her room, already dialing Logan… Talon finishes his OJ and washes the glass before grabbing his gear bag and heading to the parking garage to get a car to drive to the Ice Box.
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