Sunsets - Chapter 24

Anthony was with Gina, no surprise there.
Rosie made a face and grabbed Timothy's arm.
"Dance with me," she whispered in his ear.
He nodded and turned towards her as he danced.
Rosie just focused on Timothy.
Anthony was seething.
Here he was, sitting with the most popular girl in school, feeling jealous because his best friend was currently grinding on the girl he loved.
"You don't love her," he told himself, "she practically ripped out your still beating heart, because she doesn't want to be with a boy like you," he heard his own words tumble around in his head and winced.
Still, he couldn't help but wonder; what does Timothy have that he doesn't?
Why does Rosie like him so much?
The answer came to him as the music changed from Starships by Nicki Minaj into some random techno song.
"You're a player," he thought to himself.
"But she's my coach," Anthony whimpered aloud.
"What's that babe?" Gina asked, leaning into him.
"Nothing," he shook his head.
Gina frowned, "Are you sure? Do you wanna go dance?"
Anthony couldn't take his eyes off Rosie, and he went to say 'no', but he stopped himself.
"Sure," he felt his lips curve into a small smile.
Gina jumped up and grabbed Anthony's hand, leading him into the drunk crowd.
"Let's show Rosie what she's missing," he mused silently.
It was around two in the morning when Rosie pulled Timothy from the crowd and gently kissed his cheek, "I have to go."
Timothy sighed and held her hand tightly, "I'll miss you... Do you want me to walk you back?"
"No," Rosie shook her head, "and I'm going to miss you too... Remember to add me on Skype, and I'll text you when my flight lands in Cincinnati."
Timothy nods and gently caresses her face, he leans down and kisses her for a moment, but she quickly pulls away and starts kicking up sand as she runs back to The Outrigger.
The tears she's been holding back all night begin to flow freely.
Anthony watches the quick exchange between the two scornfully, and part of him wants to push Gina out of the way and chase after Rosie, but another part of him-the sane part of him-knows she wouldn't stop.
Anthony grabs a drink and drowns his sorrows in alcohol; he passes out drunk an hour later.
At six in the morning, he wakes up in a comfortable bed, but it isn't his.
Anthony looks and sees that although his boxers are still on, his pants and shirt are thrown halfway across the room.
Lying next to him are Gina and Tara.
Anthony makes a face, and as he gets out of bed he stumbles and has to use the bed-side table to steady himself.
Glancing back at Gina and Tara-barely dressed-on the bed, Anthony curls over, runs to the bathroom, and makes it to the toilet just in time.
Wiping his mouth, Anthony pulls his pants on, slings his shirt over his shoulder, and washes his mouth out.
Groaning and slumping over in the sink, Anthony realizes it's morning.
Morning.
Rosie.
"No," he whispers, "don't think about her."
Anthony swallows and walks back out into the bedroom, but when he sees Gina and Tara again, his feelings get the better of him.
"Lord help me, because I think I've gone insane!"
With that, Anthony turned on his heel and ran out of the hotel.
He made it to his house, pulled on a different t-shirt, then jumped in his car and tore out of his driveway on his way to the airport.

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