Broken With My Mother In Law

I sat on the bed, took off my shoes and socks, and rubbed my sore feet. “You’re back, great, I’m exhausted.” Dylan came in from outside the door and lay in bed wearily

“What did you do today?” I asked. He was not able to answer me when the phone rang. 

“Hi, this is Linda. Please leave a message.” The message said. 

“I went to the post office.” Dylan said weakly. 

“Hi, Linda, it’s Donald Field.” The voice on the other line said. 

“It’s him,” I whispered to Dylan, pointing to the phone and waving my hands wildly. 

“I don’t know if you remember me, but we met at a party that night.” Dylan got up and listened to Donald’s message with me.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Donald’s POV

“I called to know, maybe you’d like to walk my dog.” I was at a loss. I was saying some strange things. Okay, I was nervous. I didn’t know what to say. I just want to be with her and get to know her more. 

“What? Don’t say that. Hang up.” Enoch listened to my nonsense, and his forehead whispered a hint to let me hang up. He is  using sign language that I can’t understand. He is waving his hands back and forth and he is acting like he is killing someone. 

“No, actually, no, because I don’t have a dog, so maybe you can walk me.” What did I just say? I was so nervous that I didn’t even know how to say what I wanted to say properly. 

“Hang up.” Enoch threw away his book and looked at me helplessly. Since I am so nervous and do not know what to say, I said some information about me and ended it after. 

“Well, I have to hang up. Remember to call me at 555-0118, and just say you are calling Dr. Field. Thank you. Goodbye.” I left her my contact information and hung up in a hurry. “God, this is too bad.” Oh, how did this happen? What did I say? It was a shame to throw it home. Wordless face. I cannot even believe myself. Am I this rusty when talking to girls? I don’t know anymore. 

“Well, I don’t think there’s any need to wait for a reply.” Enoch soothed me, consoling me about what happened. Well, I know I can do better but my nerves got the better of me that it is basically blocking my mental capacity to talk normally and not to blubber nonsense. 

“Yeah, if she wants to walk a fool, she will call back.” I don’t know if she will call back. After all, I don’t know what a mess of words it was just that phone call. I sigh as a sign of defeat. I could have done better.

“Yes, I agree with you.” Enoch didn’t even cooperate with me.

Linda’s POV

Donald’s message made me feel very strange, but nothing. This day has been tiring enough, but I also care about what other people do. I won’t pay attention to him. After listening to the message, I leaned back and lay in bed. 

“Do you want to order takeout or sweep your refrigerator?” Dylan wondered how to get something to eat in my place. I closed my eyes and didn’t want to answer his words.

Today was exhausting and I felt like my energy got less and less. 

“Hey, I am talking to you. If you won’t respond, I will really raid your refrigerator.” He threatened me but I really didn’t want to talk. So I just let him do whatever he wanted to do. 

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“Let’s go, Lily, slow down.” Today, I pulled a Dalmatian dog, a chubby dog, and two other dogs that I don’t know the breed of. They walked in front, and I was dragged away. I felt that these four dogs were walking me, not me walking them. 

“Hey guys, wait for me. I felt like I am the dog here.” I said as if they could understand me. They are so excited that I am already doing my best not to be pulled by them anywhere. 

I was busy playing pull with them when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I don’t want to get it but it was a series of texts so I got curious. So I sat down on the nearby bench first and looked at it. 

When I opened my phone, I instantly regretted opening them. 

“Hey.”

“What you doin’?” 

“I’m bored.”

“Come on.”

“Text back.” 

Those all came from Dylan. There are many more but it is a bunch of nonsense so I closed my phone again without responding to him. If he is bored then he should go out and not pester me. 

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After walking a bunch of dogs, I was ready to go home, and small waves rushed over.

“Hello, you didn’t call me back, so I had to bring you coffee.” Donald came over with two cups of coffee. Today, he dressed casually, but it didn’t hide his strong figure at all. It’s strange that he shouldn’t be with his so-called bride or groom now, why does he come to me when he is free? Does he want to taste women? This man is really unpredictable. I could not figure him out. 

“Thank you, I think you are really a nice person, but I don’t know why you called me. I am a woman.” I told him seriously that I am a woman and tried to persuade him not to mess around me. I didn’t pick up the coffee he gave me. In fact, I was holding the dog chain in both hands so that I couldn’t hold it.

“Yeah, I like the fact.” He looked at me seriously, too, and picked up his coffee and drank it. 

“Have you ever been with a woman?” I wanted to verify what Caroline told me about Donald. He probably wouldn’t have expected me to ask. He almost spit out a mouthful of coffee and choked.

“What?” He wiped the coffee from his mouth and coughed. I thought he didn’t know the fact that I knew he was gay, so I was shocked when I said it. He is looking at me like I am the most difficult puzzle he encountered. He really did not understand what I meant? 

“I mean, have you only dated men?” It’s annoying that this man should be a man who dares to do it but dare not recognize it. 

“Man? What are you talking about? Wait, I’m not gay.” Following my question, he understood what I was trying to say and explained to me again. 

“You’re not?” What? But his friend told me very seriously. 

“No, no, I like women, a lot, no, not a lot of women, you know what I mean, how can you think I’m gay?” His affirmative look made me understand that there was something wrong with what Caroline said. What exactly did this Caroline woman want to do, first embarrass me at the party, and then make me misunderstand Donald? What is she trying to do? 

“This is awkward, well, I have to go.” I shook my head, exhaled, and walked away from him. I am so embarrassed. Since he is not gay, it is the best result. 

Linda’s POV

“Wait, wait, well, I’ll prove to you that I’m not gay, let me take you out on Friday night, we will go to a game, I’ll order a pizza, and then treat you like a girlfriend completely.” His words made me very incomprehensible, or something was wrong with him. 

“Give me a good reason.” He wants to take me to the game. Why should I go with him unless he convinces me? 

Whether “Because I’m Different” is really different, or his blind confidence, I can test him, because he makes me not believe it. 

“Really? Well, what colour are my eyes?” Before I finished speaking, I immediately carried him behind my back. Since he is so confident that he is different, now is the time for him to prove himself. I want to see what he wants.

“Your eyes are brown when I first see them, but when the light shines on them, they turn amber.” Speaking of which, I hesitated. What he said seems to be a little similar, “And if you really look at the iris of your eyes very closely, it is like pure honey color, but when you look at the sun, they look almost green, which is my favorite color.” Listening to his confession statement, it is so clear that my face starts to feel hot. Perhaps it is because he is a doctor that he will say so clearly. I pulled the broken hair beside my ears, and there was no wave in my heart. I don’t know why. I turned my head to face him. 

“How is it?” His confident eyes seem to be asking for my answer.

“I am satisfied even if you only said brown.” He can say so much, and he must have seen me often and found me, I think so.