The Hardest Test | By : NMI Category: 1 through F > Family Matters Views: 4547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Steve ate his dinner in the garage, hard at work, so Laura’s evening proceeded normally… relatively so. Without him mooning over her, she was able to maintain a decent conversation with Eddie and Richie. Steve was kind enough to lie about what he was working on, so she didn’t have to field any questions in that respect. She still caught herself mulling over her dreams a few more times than she’d care to admit, but she was hoping Steve would fix it soon. Still, she was concerned that he couldn’t be trusted to do so. He tried to hide it, but she heard the change in his tone when she admitted he still had a little romantic power over her. She was afraid he wouldn’t be committed to making him repulse her again, but there was no one else to turn to. She couldn’t exactly go the doctor and say, “My friend invented a new super love drug, but I don’t think it’s worn off completely. Can I get an antibiotic for that?” She had to trust him. Her sanity was in his hands.
When Richie excused himself, Laura and Eddie were left alone in the kitchen to deal with the mess. Eddie was impressed that Laura and Steve managed to keep Richie close to unaware that anything weird had happened. He certainly didn’t want to be the one to explain it all to him. Still, though he was glad they were able to keep it under wraps for the evening, Eddie wanted to know what was going on, both out of concern and curiosity.
Picking up a take-out container to dump it into the Tupperware Laura was pulling out from the cupboard, he began, “So, any developments in The Great Roofie Case of 1996?”
Laura stood abruptly, thrusting the Tupperware into Eddie’s hands. “You are unbelievable!” she scolded. “You can’t be a little more sensitive to my feelings?”
Eddie deflated slightly, “It was a joke, Laura. I’m very sensitive to your feelings… and Steve’s feelings. That’s why I’m asking.”
Laura sighed and rested her forehead in her hand. “I really don’t want to talk about this with you anymore.” She started to walk toward the stairs.
“He’s devastated, you know?” Eddie called after her, making her pause, but still not turn around. “He told me that he thinks he’s a monster. He has never hated himself more.”
“Good,” Laura replied, “because he’s never done anything this awful before. He’s invaded my privacy a lot over the years, and I don’t think that was ok either, but this is worse, Eddie.”
“It was an accident, Laura.”
“So what, Eddie? Why is it that I’m always the one who has to learn the lesson? This friendship, if that’s what you want to call it, has two very flawed people in it, but it seems like I always come out looking like the jerk.”
“Laura, that’s because you are the jerk. Every single time Steve hurts you, it’s because he loves you. Every time you hurt him, it’s because you are being shallow or selfish or cruel for no reason.”
Laura was beginning to tear up. Very few people called her on her behavior. Normally, when she was having one of the many moments Eddie was referencing, it was her mom who caught her. Occasionally, it was her grandma or Aunt Rachel. It was almost never her dad or Eddie. They paid less attention to Steve than she did.
“Honestly, Eddie! Like you’re any better?”
“No!” he boomed, “But at least I’m willing to admit it. I’m also not the one who’s whining about how he treats me. I treat Steve like dirt. I use him all the time. I am rarely nice to him, but he is the best friend I have, hands down, and he’s not even in love with me! I hope not, anyway…”
Laura rolled her eyes, “That’s exactly the point, Eddie. He would never do this to you. He would never spy on you. He would never chase away your boyfriends. The worst thing he’s ever done to you is harass you until you played basketball with him or went camping with him or did some other dumb guy thing that, let’s face it, takes a lot less commitment than what he wants from me.”
“No,” Eddie replied, “The worst thing he has ever done to me is telling everyone in the boys’ locker-room that I was still a virgin.”
“Ok, so he’s embarrassed you a few times, but that’s nothing like what happened to me and if you want to compare quantity of embarrassment and harassment, I could beat everyone in this house combined. You all think that because you deal with Urkel, that your situations are somehow comparable, but they weren’t comparable then, and even now that he’s relaxed a bit, somehow I still get the worst of it. Please, Eddie. Do not tell me how to deal with Steve. Nobody else is at my level,” she fumed.
Eddie just stared for a moment. “Fine, Laura, deal with Steve however ya damn well please, but deal with him. If you don’t, this will kill you both… and don’t forget… he used the antidote.”
Laura turned quickly and climbed the stairs. She really was starting to come to terms with what happened, mainly because Steve made sure so much didn’t happen, but that didn’t mean she was ready to forgive him yet. She certainly didn’t believe it was any of Eddie’s business whether or not she ever did that. It all seemed to be coming down to Steve finding the solution to her little problem, now. Until then, their friendship was in deep, deep limbo.
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