Blossom

Part 3

It had been a long time since Lisa had seen Mathew, approximately 3 weeks. And she missed him dearly. It wasn't because they had gotten into an argument or that they had broken up. It was because of their schedules; Mathew was more busy than usual with his work and studies, and recently he had started work acting in a new play that sucked up almost all his free times. He got home very late and very tired.

They where still talking almost everyday on the phone, Lisa tried to call him at least twice a day. Once in the early morning to wake him up and again late at night to wish him goodnight. Today was no exception. It was 12:30 at night and she had just gotten off the phone with Mathew. He sounded very tired and down, he missed her very much and wanted to see her more than anything. Lisa realized that he needed his rest because he sounded half-asleep on the phone with her so she told him to hang up and go to bed.

As she lay in her bed a little while later, she started thinking about the next time they meet, and all the naughty things she was going to do him. They where lovers, ever since that special time they had spent together at the beach a few months ago at the beginning of summer. They had been close before, but since that day, they had been almost inseparable (in mind and heart if not in body).

Lisa decided to go to the kitchen to get a drink of water. As she stepped out of her bedroom she felt a strange dizziness and the house seemed to spin around. She felt herself falling backwards but something stopped her.

When her head finally cleared she found herself in a strange room filled with stranger people. She was leaning on the entrance of this strange place and the people closest to her where looking at her strangely indeed. As she looked around the place, she saw that there where a lot of pool tables around the place. In one corner there was a Jukebox and at the far end of the place there where some arcade games. People of all shapes and colors where playing billiard. She was in a Billiard Hall and she had this strange urge to go inside and look for something.

***

Mathew was one of the people who watched the strange girl enter Chez Polo in here Pajamas. Must be one really fucked up drugy. He thought to himself. Who else would walk into a crowded pool hall in her pajamas like that, pity she is really hot. He gave her the once over from his table; she was very tall (even without her shoes), very thin but nicely shaped body that attracted his interest with very long straight hair (the kind that drove him crazy).

A feeling of guilt flashed through him that he put away quickly. He and his X-girlfriend Alicia had been broken apart for the past 2 weeks and that part of his life was over... pretty much like the rest of his life was. In the past few months he had watched as his life crumbled away to dust as his problems grew more and more. He had lost most of his closest friends; quit school, left home... among other things. But things where at a point now that he had almost nothing left.

He still hung around with his street gang, only because they where going throw the same stuffs as he was. But he couldn't really talk to any of them about the pain inside of him. All they could do was be lonely together, drink, get high and pick fights with other gangs.

Right now he was playing a game of pool with probably the person he considered his closest friend inside of the gang. His name was Stop and he was BIG. Easily over 2 meters tall and nearly as wide. And he was loosing.

"Mathew?" asked a soft voice behind him.

***

She had seen him after taking a couple of steps into the place. He was standing in the corner playing billiard with the biggest man she had ever seen. She had not almost recognized because he was so changed, so different. His hair was a lot longer than the way he usually wore it. He looked a lot younger and a lot thinner. In fact, he was so thin that he looked like a skeleton with skin. But when she had said his name and he had turned and looked into her eyes she knew it was her Mathew, the man she loved.

His eyes had the same intensity she knew, but with something else now, she could see a lot of pain in there as well.

"How do you know my name?" He asked her.

Lisa had just realized that everybody was speaking either French or English, this had to be Canada, and she must have somehow gone back in time to the younger Mathew.

"I just know." She said carefully not wanting him to know that she was from the future.

Her answer perplexed Mathew. Here was this strange girl who he had never seen before coming up to him, knowing his name, and speaking with a really strange accent. "Where are you from?" he asked her wondering about her strange way of speaking.

"I'm Lebanese." She answered.

"Hey! I was born in Lebanon." He said. "That is really cool, but you have to tell me how you know my name."

"I can't tell you." She answered.

"Alright, if you can't tell me how you know, can you tell me why you are walking around a place like this in your pajamas?" He asked.

Lisa suddenly looked at herself and realized the fact that she was still in her PJs and blushed. When she looked back up Mathew saw that she had a panicked look in her eyes. A mutual friend must have told her about me and then played a trick on her He decided.

"Do you have a place to stay?" he asked.

"Er... not really." She said.

"Listen, you look cold and in need of some new clothes, would you mind coming over to my place and we could see how we could help you out?" He asked.

"I don't mind." She replied.

Mathew said goodbye to Stop and walked with this strange girl to his car. He asked her her name, as they where getting inside there car and she said it was Lucy (lying to him). He kept asking her questions about herself the whole way to his apartment, wanting to know more about this "Lucy" but she would never answer, saying that she couldn't... or shouldn't tell him which he thought was really strange.

He finally parked the car in front of his apartment complex and led her to his door. "Don't be surprised at anything you see inside." He told her. He opened the door and invited her in. the place was very small. From what Lisa could see, it was basically a sitting room, a kitchen, a small dinning room and a bedroom. And it was a mess, there where clothes all over the place... among other things. He told her to wait while he moved into the bedroom, she followed him in to take a look inside and saw that there where two small beds squeezed in with a broom closet in the corner. It was in the same state of mess as the rest of the house with lots of junk all over the place... she noticed that there where male and female clothes lying about the floor.

When she asked him about it he told her that his best friend Sandra used to live with him when she ran away from home but now had returned to her family. But, he told her; she had left a lot of her clothes here so he was sure that she wouldn't mind if Lucy borrowed any of them.

"Look around and see if anything interest you" he told her "meanwhile, I'm going to take a bath."

While Mathew was lying in his bath he forget about this strange girl in his apartment and black thoughts started to make their way into his mind. The depression was returning again, it wasn't your normal kind of sadness... in fact, it wasn't a feeling at all, it was a lack off feelings. He felt as if there was nothing left of himself. That all the life had drained out of him. All was left was a cold outer shell. Inside him was a cold merciless black hole that tried to suck the rest of him inside. It was this coldness inside that was so painful. Sometimes he thought that he would do anything to make it go away... he hoped something would happen to him to make him be happy again. It had been a very long time since he had felt happiness.

When he was finished with the bath, he got out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his waist and saw that the girl was cleaning up his place.

"You've always been very messy," she told him "and you always will be."

The comment made Mathew angry. "How do you know so much about me?" He asked "and who are you?!"

Lisa started to tell him everything she knew about him, everything his future self had told her about his past and about him. Mathew's eyes grew wider with every detail she knew about him. Nobody knew this much about him... even his X-girlfriend!

"How...?" he asked weakly.

"Please don't ask me to tell you how I know, I can't tell you" She begged him.

"Fine" he said and then he decided to ignore the girl "Look," he said to her, "if you don't have a place to stay you can use the extra bed for a couple of nights. But don't disturb me anymore."

With that, he sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Lisa nodded to him and continued with her cleaning. After a while she checked in on him and saw that he was still on the couch but his eyes where not focused on the TV. They had this distant look in them that told her that he was thinking about something else. His whole aura radiated sadness, this wasn't the happy go lucky Mathew she knew.

She moved up and sat next to him on the couch, "How old are you?" she asked.

He gave her a strange look and said "You already know everything about me, why not my age?" He sighed and said he was 17.

She moved closer to him and slipped her hand through his long hair, he still wasn't looking in her direction. She let it move down to his face where she caressed his cheek, then down to his chest. His hand moved suddenly and grabbed hers. His head turned to face hers and for a second she thought she saw her Mathew in his eyes. But then it faded and the pain looked returned. He looked away from her again.

"I see you are in a lot of pain." She said to him.

"You see a lot of things others don't." He said bitterly.

"Let me help you." She said.

"What can you do?" He snapped at her.

His tone shocked Lisa, she had never heard Mathew speak in anger to her, and rarely did he speak in anger to anyone. She got up and moved onto his lap, sitting facing him with her legs on either side of him. She took hold of his head with her hands and tilted it upward towards her; she then gave him a very deep and passionate kiss. When she moved back she saw that there was a look of shock on Mathew face. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved his head towards her and cradled it against her chest.

"Let it go," she told him "let all your pain out."

Mathew couldn't take it anymore; he needed someone, anyone to show him some affection. And this girl was doing a very good job at it. He started crying. All the suffering that he had been storing up inside him welled up and was released in the arms of this beautiful angel. And she must be an angel he thought. He sobbed like a baby as she rocked him gently.

When the tears where finish he pushed her back gently and looked at her. Her eyes where red and she also had tears on her face.

"Why are you crying?" he asked.

"Because you are." She replied.

They moved together at the same time. Holding themselves in a deep embrace and kissing the passionate kisses of lovers. His lips moved to her neck and his hands started to make gentle trails on her back underneath her shirt. She played with the hair on the back of his neck a bit his ear.

He looked at her again and this time she saw his intense eyes and that evil smile that she knew so very well. His hands held the bottom of her shirt and gentle pulled it over her head leaving her naked from on top. He moved his left hand up and took hold of one of her breasts. He ran his thumb over her small hard nipple before bit it with his teeth. He took the whole breast into his mouth and start sucking all the while still playing with the nipple with his tongue.

Lisa gasped with joy and moved her hands through the hair on his chest. She gripped his nipples and twisted them around in revenge making him yelp. He was still dressed only in a bath towel that was wrapped around his waist.

She then stood up and slowly slipped of her shorts and panty, standing naked in front of him. She and the older Mathew had made love lots of times, and she was used to standing naked in front of him. But this time it felt really weird; he was the same person that she knew, but he was somehow different as well. She felt her cheeks begin to blush and shyness spread in her. She quickly pushed aside the feeling and she gave the towel a quick towel and he was the same as her. She could see that he was just as aroused as she was.

She moved back into the same position that she had held a few minutes before. But this time, she lowered herself slowly onto his love pole. Taking him inside her. They made love that way, sitting on the coach facing each other; Slowly at first, very lovingly; each one making sure that the other was enjoying. Then faster with more heat; their hands groping each other while there mouths tasting each other's bodies.

They both reached climax at the same moment. Lisa with her head buried into his shoulder and he crying out her name gripping her tight.

"Thank you," he said to after a few moments. "I guess I needed that."

Lisa looked at him, the fires of satisfaction warming her, "There is no 'Thank yous' between us" she said. And she kissed him again.

The got up and went into the bathroom together and had a shower together, the two of them making sure the other one was clean. The made love again underneath the hot water spray and had to wash each other again. They then dried themselves and went to sleep in the same bed holding each other.

Before the fell asleep, Lisa whispered to Mathew: "No matter what happens, you have to continue on. Life is too precious to throw away. Promise me that you will never take the easy way out. It's very important that you continue living."

Mathew looked at her with a questioning look and gave her his promise.

***

When Mathew awoke that morning he noticed that Lucy (or whatever her name was) had disappeared during the night. She must have been an angel he thought I wonder if I will ever see her again.

"I will keep my promise, forever..." he whispered.

Lisa herself woke to find herself in her own bed. Memories of last night still in her mind. It was still only 8 o'clock but she got up and got dressed quickly. She slipped out of her house and got a Taxi to Mathew's house.

When she got there she rang the doorbell and his brother answered. She asked where he was and he told her that he was still asleep, "Shall I wake him?" he asked.

"No, I want to do it." She told him.

She opened the door to his bedroom and frowned at the mess inside. Some things never change. She thought to herself.

She went to his bed trying not to step on anything and she sat on the edge gently caressing his hair. He woke, saw her and smiled.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I had to see you." she replied. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead." He said.

"Why did you want me as your girlfriend?" she asked.

Mathew gave her a thoughtful look and said: "It's a long story, it started around three years ago. Remember I told you I was very depressed, well, I don't remember things from that time very well, but I do remember this angel who came..."

The End

The Rocker (c) 1997