Almost as Much as I Love Pickles

Chapter Seventeen: I Look Like I Sucked Off A Smurf

12172007 – 1247P

AN: Gah. It's been so long since I've worked on this. Jeez…

Now, I reread the chappy before this and I was like, wtf? Was I on crack? -.-; It might get rewritten.

At any rate, music is "Makedamnsure" by Taking Back Sunday.


Two weeks later, I felt like banging my head against the wall. My job hunt wasn't exactly going well. You would think that in a city like New York, someone somewhere would need a secretary. Or an assistant. I shouldn't have quit the agency.

But, I thought with a resigned sigh, what's done is done. Time to make the best of it.

I stopped in my tracks to see Damyon leaned against my bedroom door, a lit cigarette in one hand and a glass ashtray in the other. The button of his pants was undone and he wasn't wearing a shirt, causing his dark hair to dust at his shoulders. He turned cold eyes on me.

"Damyon?" I asked hesitantly. He sighed and pushed himself off of my door.

"I just wanted to let you know what a load of bullshit I think it is that you took him back," he said simply. His tone was light but his eyes were on fire. "You deserve so much more than he could ever give you."

"Who?" I asked stupidly. Yep, I have a gift for ruining moments.

"Ricky," he drawled, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Oh, him," I said, relieved to finally know what he was talking about.

"Yeah," Damyon said as he walked away. "Him."

"Wait!" I called after his retreating back. "Ricky and I aren't together."

He halted, turning back to me quickly. "Really?" he asked. I nodded. "Good." He shot me a mysterious smile and then left the hall.

Good? What was that all about? Damyon… he couldn't like me, could he?

And if he did, why did he disappear into Angel's room?


"Angel, sorry," Damyon apologized as he untied the redhead. Angel just shrugged as if he were used to it.

"You seem to be in a better mood," he observed. "I guess you found out about Ricky and Eli." Damyon bristled and shot a glare at the redhead, who was now rubbing his wrists gingerly.

"What the fuck would that have to do with anything?" Damyon demanded.

"Oh, sweetie, it's not like you haven't been in love with him forever," Angel scoffed. He was trying to act casual, but inside he was ready to spit. And throw things. And just in general have an all-out hissy fit.

"If I were in love with Eli, why would I be with you?" Damyon countered.

"Oh please." Angel rolled his eyes. "You're not with me. I stopped pretending that a long time ago. Maybe it's time that you ditched the make-believe as well."

And with that, Angel got up and walked to the bathroom, leaving Damyon alone in his thoughts.


"David?" Erica called weakly from the bathroom. She stared down at her satin panties, eyes wide with horror. "David!"

"Yeah?" the man called back through the door.

"We have a problem… there's blood."


Dinner that night came with a very heavy atmosphere. Ricky and I still weren't on the best of terms, no matter how many apologies were thrown out into the empty space between us, and Angel and Damyon didn't seem to be speaking, either. After the incident in the hall, I wasn't sure what to say to Damyon, and to make the situation even more awkward, Angel was pointedly flirting with Ricky, throwing Damyon a dirty look every now and then. Did that mean that there was something going on with them?

After about ten minutes of this, it seemed that Damyon could take no more. His fork fell to his plate with a clatter and he pushed his chair away from the table so violently that it almost tipped over.

"As much as I'm enjoying this meal, I think I'd rather go hang myself from the ceiling fan than sit through another minute of it." And with that, Damyon left the table. Angel rolled his eyes.

"Drama queen," he muttered before returning his attention to Ricky.

"Figuring that they wouldn't miss me, I also laid down my silverware and followed Damyon out to the balcony. He turned when I slid the door open, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Just wanted some fresh air," I muttered, quailing under his stare.

"I didn't ask."

"I know." There was silence for a few moments while Damyon inhaled deeply on his cigarette. "So," I finally began. "That's kind of shitty of Angel, isn't it?"

Damyon turned glassy eyes on me. "What?" he asked, clearly confused. "Jealous that he's all over Ricky?"

"I told you, I'm not back with him." I studied his face carefully. Damyon had always been so calm, so easy to read. "Aren't you upset about it?"

"Why would I be?"

"Well, aren't you with Angel?"

"… No one can truly be with Angel," Damyon muttered. "And I wouldn't want to be, anyway."

"Oh," I said quietly. There was silence for a minute. "So… why do we have a balcony? I mean, we're on the first floor, it's not like it allows us a great view or anything, and—"

"I really like you, Eli," Damyon broke in on my babbling. I gaped at him. It wasn't what I had expected. "Are you going to say something?"

"I… uhm…" I stuttered, unsure of what to say. "I don't know."

As soon as I said it, I knew it was the wrong answer. And suddenly there I was, standing alone on the balcony.


AN: God, so much drama. That'll be done soon. But then, I keep promising that, don't I? Hmm…

I know it's short, but hopefully it's not too bad. And hey, an update finally. Whoo. Lol.

There were a lot of reviews this chappy. I'll try to reply to them all.

Naked Penguin Fetus For Pope: Omg, people in my first block were talking about you! It turns out that like, four of them have read your stuff. I was like, O.o… Must tell her! Lol. So yeah, go you.

Aime Atem: I'm sorry, but I just can't let them go yet. I've been planning this one out, so please bear with me. But they're almost done. :)

CatseyeRose: Lexington is awesome. That whole CD was awesome. You're awesome. Cause you reviewed so much and actually had stuff to say. Lol. But Eli and Angel? Whoa, girl. That would be ten different flavours of an abusive relationship.

Cinera: I did get it. Sometimes my review replies are done before the chappys themselves, so they're kinda old. Lol. But yes. And no, no suicide for Eli. Don't worry. :)

Blade-of-Sorrow: Wow! That's so great. Tell people they can't borrow my book from you, they have to buy it and give me monies. Lol. Just kidding. I'm glad people are interested. And that you got a good grade. And don't worry. Plot twist ahoy! Thanks for reviewing again. :)

GrannyP: Omg, Fun Dip! I think we still have that at our movie theater, but you have to buy the kids pack, which has like, a piddly amount of popcorn and soda, so it's not worth it. Lol.

DubbaDutch: I like David and Erica too! I'm so glad I'm not alone! And I miss you! I don't have messenger right now. So sad. You should email me or something sometime. Tell me what's been going on. :)

catseye348: Well, Damyon had been avoiding Eli, because he thought they had gotten back together. I just… didn't explicitly say that. Lol.

Kizuna: Yeah, you feel about lbs the way I do about kgs. It twists my mind in a knot. Lol. And I'm glad you liked the last chappy. Sorry you're bored with Erica and David. I'm almost done with them, so bear with me. :)

Much thanks to quaebah24, marlod, Sycheaus, NekoRinChan, Midnights Scream, The Steph of a Nightmare, Fantome D'Ombre, afk, xSoThisIsLOVEx, and Rosuto Aki, for all of your wonderful reviews. I will reply to some of them next chappy, but right now my compy time is almost up for the day. Thanks you so much. :)

So… tell me what you think?