Needing You #2 - Wanting Him (9 page)

The roads around PowerTrips are pretty open so I can easily see which direction he goes
.  We follow behind a couple cars so that he can’t tell it’s us following.  After about five minutes I notice we are on the college campus and it looks like Tuck is heading back to his frat house.

“Umm
, it looks like he’s going home,” Rowan says sounding confused.

“Yeah it does.  I’ll park down here and we can wait a few minutes to see if he leaves.”

“Alright.”

About ten minutes later we
see Tuck come out of the house with a bag.  He throws it into the car before sliding in the driver seat.

Tuck backs out of the driveway and drives in the direction I’m sitting
.  We slouch down in the seats so he can’t see us.  After he passes by, I quickly look out the window to see which direction he goes.

I start my car and do a
U-turn in the road and go to follow him.

His car is eas
ily noticeable and we see him a few stop signs ahead.  He starts heading towards the freeway.

“Where the fuck are you going?” I ask.

“This is definitely getting interesting now,” she says.

We
follow for about thirty-five minutes when he takes an exit I’m not familiar with.  I take it, making sure I’m multiple cars behind him.  It’s hard to keep up considering its dark out, but I do.

Tuck pulls d
own a road I’ve never seen and we slowly follow.  I park my car a few houses down and watch as Tuck parks and hops out of the car.  He walks up to the door and a girl answers, wrapping her arms around him.

Oh damn, this can’t be good.

“Oh fuck, that’s not his sister,” Rowan says.

“What?” I ask confused.

“The girl he was just hugging is not Tessa.”

“You know her?” I ask still confused.

“I’ve met her.  That’s her house but that was definitely not her,” she says looking all serious.

“Do you know who that was?”

“Nope,” she says shaking her head.

Harper and I hadn’t discussed what to do in a situation like this.

“What should we do?”

“Let’s wai
t and see if they come back out,” she says.

“He didn’t take his bag in, so maybe they won’t stay long.”

“I hope not,” she says looking worried.

“Shit.  What the fuck is he thinking?”

“He doesn’t seem like he would cheat on her.  I mean…hell I don’t know,” she says solemnly.

“Something has to be going on. This doesn’t make sense.”

We watch the house for a good hour before we see any type of movement.

“There he comes,” Rowan pipes up as she sits taller in her seat to get a better look.

Rowan has long dark brown curly hair.  She has a tan complexion, and her dark hair looks amazing on her with her hazel eye color.  She’s short, only around 5’4” but she’s built really cute.

“Who the hell is that?” I ask as we watch Tucker and the same girl that was hugging him get into his car.

“I have no idea, but he doesn’t look happy.”

“No you’re right.  Well that’s at least something,” I say.

We watch them leave before slowly following them.  He goes down some crazy roads that I’ve never been on before.

“Where the hell are we going?”

“It’s fine, I know where we’re at,” Rowan says.

“I’m glad somebody does because I’m lost.”

“No worries, though I can’t figure out why he’s going this way.”

“What do you mean?”

“This is the back road that takes you the hospital.”

“Hospital…so like something’s wrong with him?”

“I have no idea.”

“You know what…he has been paler lately.”

“And losing weight.  Harp made a comment to him about it the other week,” she says.

“But he would tell her if he was sick, wouldn’t he?” I ask nervously.

“I don’t know.”

Sure enough
, we pull up to the hospital.  It’s dark out so he can’t see us, but we watch as he parks and the two of them head inside while we sit here.

“Do we go in?” Rowan asks nervously.

“Shit.  I don’t know. I didn’t think we would end up here,” I say truthfully.

“Fuck it, let’s go,” she says as she opens the door to get out.

I follow suit and we walk inside looking around for any trace as to where Tucker and the unknown woman headed.

“Bianca let’s just take the stairs,” Tuck says annoyed.

“No, I’m not walking up seven flights of stairs.  Just wait, the elevator should be here soon,” the girl now known as Bianca says.

I grab Rowan and we stay around the corner so Tuck doesn’t see us.

“Is that Bianca, as in his ex-girlfriend Bianca?”

“Shit.  That’s the only Bianca I’ve ever heard him talk about before,” I
tell her.

“Damn, this cannot be good.”

Just then we hear the elevator ding and can hear them getting on it to go up to the seventh floor.

“We
gotta take the stairs and move,” she says quickly once the elevator doors shut.

We run up flight after flight of stairs hoping to see where they go once they’re off the elevator.

“Hold on, I’m dying over here,” I say panting and out of breath.

“Me too,” she says panting as she cracks open the d
oor to see if she can see them, “They’re talking to a nurse,” she says through slow breaths.

“Do we care if Tuck see’s us?” I ask
, wondering if I really care.

“No, actually we don’t,” she says as she pushes open the door and walking onto the seventh floor.  I follow right behind her.

“He’s right there,” I say as they follow the nurse to a room.

“Can I help you?” a nurse asks us.

“Oh we’re with them,” she says pointing ahead to where Tucker and the unknown girl just walked.

“Oh alright,” she says and moves on.

“Come on,” Rowan says, motioning her hand for me to hurry up.

We rush down the hall looking for Tucker and hear the girl bitching.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this for you.”

“I never asked you to,” he retorts.

“You owe me.”

“Not really. After the shit you pulled
, I say we’re even.”

“Ugh, are you ever going to forgive me?” she asks.

“I said we’re even after this.”

Rowan and I look at each other in complete confusion.

“Fine.  Maybe after this we could try to work on us again,” she says shocking the shit out of Rowan and I.

“Not going to happen B.”

“Oh come on.  Like that little bitch you have now can do half the shit I can.”

“Watch it,”
he says angrily.

“Seriously Tuck, don’t you miss me, miss us?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Wow and after all I’m doing for you.  I think I deserve something out of this, don’t you?”

“No I don’t,” he repeats.

“Tuck we’re made for each other.  When are you going to realize this?”

“Are you serious right now?” he snaps.

“I’ve been saying this to you for months now.  I don’t get how you don’t see it,” she says in an annoyed frustrating voice.

“We aren’t made for each other.  You can go do whatever you want with whomever you want.”

“Well I want you,” she says easily enough.

“We tried that, it didn’t work.”

“But baby
, I was young and dumb.  I’m older now and I know what I want,” she coos.

“No B.”

“Tucker James you listen to me and you listen good; if I’m going through giving blood month after month, the least you can do is give us a chance,” she says frustrated.

“I have a girlfriend Bianca, you need to respect that.”

“Then why isn’t she here?” she spits back.

“You know why.  If you don’t want to do this, then don’t.  I’ll figure something else out,” he says
, sounding nervous and annoyed.

“Ugh.  No
, I told you I would and I will.  I want you to realize I’m the better choice.”

“You ruined my entire family, how could you think I would ever want a relationship with you?  Hell
, you not only slept with Trent but my dad.  He ended his fucking marriage because of you.”

“Oh please, he wasn’t happy for a long time.  I just helped him out.”

“Stop.  No more.”

“Look, I shouldn’t have slept with Trent or your dad. I’m sorry.  You need to let it go, move on from it. Let us move on.”

Just then the doctor looks at Rowan and I, standing outside the room listening to their argument.

“We’re just waiting out here,” Rowan says to the doctor.  He nods and then heads into the room.

“We’ll hello again Tucker, good to see you.  Hi Bianca.”

“Hey Doc. Just the blood today?” Tucker asks.

“Yes, I have your scans set up for next Tuesday, if that doesn’t work let me know,” the doctor tells him.

“Next Tuesday’s fine.”

“We’ll be here,” Bianca pipes up.

“Good.”

The doctor continues to take blood from Bianca and some from Tucker, at least from what we can see and then says goodbye, leaving the room.

“I think we should go before they come out,” I tell Rowan quickly.

“Sure, let’s go.”

We briskly walk back to the stairs and take them down as fast as we can
, hoping to get out of the hospital before they do.

Thankfully, luck is on our side.  We leave the hospital and hop into my car and I race out of there as fast as possible.

“What do you think is wrong with him?” she asks.

“I have no clue, but he’s getting scans next week.”

“Scans on what, though?”

“I don’t know.  How or even what do we tell Harper?”

“I think we should keep it quiet for now.  Let’s see what else we can find out first.”

“You think that’s best?” I ask confused.

“Yes, no need to worry Harp if it’s not really a big deal. Right?”

“I guess so.  I’ll make sure to take off next Tuesday and we can come back.  Hopefully we can find out more.”

“Sounds good.  I’ll make sure I’m off too.”

The rest of the drive back is f
illed with random conversations.  Rowan’s really cool, I wouldn’t mind hanging out with her more often.

I send Harp a text letting her know we didn’t find anything out, but that we will keep watching him through the next few weeks.

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Thankfully,
Thursday is here.  I work tonight, tomorrow, and Saturday which will keep me busy, but we have bands both nights, so hopefully the tips are good.

I walk into work at 7:30 p.m. ready to get my mind off of everything.  I don’t want to think about school, or Parker, or anything.  I just want to focus on serving customers and making
money.

“Hey,” Harp says
, making me snap my head up.  She’s not usually here this early.

“Hey, you scared me,” I tell her truthfully.

“So, I feel the need to tell you that Tuck’s been talking to Parker,” she says looking worried.

“Okay, good for them,” I say like it’s no big deal.

“No Nat, he talks to Parker about you,” she says making me angry.

“Why?  There’s nothing for him to say,” I
retort.

“That’s what I told him, but Parker cares about you,” she says softly.

“No, if he cared about me, he wouldn’t have cheated.  Tell Tuck not to mention me again, better yet, I will when I see him,” I say annoyed.

“You can’t.  Then Tuck will know I said something to you about it,” she says with pleading eyes.

“Ugh, fine.  But it needs to stop.  I’m no longer a worry for Parker.”

“I know
, but you can’t turn your feelings off over night. You know that,” she points out.

“You’re right, but it doesn’t mean I need to act on them either.  Look, I’m doing the best I can
right now.  They need to let it alone,” I tell her in a serious tone.

“I know, I snapped
at Tuck about it.  Hopefully he won’t tell him anything more,” she says.

“Let’s hope.”

“Or you could always give him a reason to call and piss Parker off,” Harp says shocking me.

“Like what?” I ask.

“Start talking to someone.  That way he can see you’re moving on,” she says with a serious look.

“I don’t know if I’m ready,” I admit.

“Oh, you’re not. But it may get him to start backing off.  As it is right now, Parker knows pretty much everything that’s going on with you,” she says making a point.