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artisticrainey
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[i]Friday 13 April, 10.05pm, Kansas
"Dominic, darling, how wonderful to see you!"
Dom lay back on the couch in Tom's apartment -- his old home -- and massaged his temples.
"My, aren't you quite the handsome man without those glasses. You look wonderful!"
Listening to Elizabeth Hawkins, his father's wife, had been like having his head repeatedly jammed into a tumble dryer. She was the most sickly sweet, fake woman he had ever met in his life. She gave him chills. Her long fingernails had scratched up his arms as she held him to get a better look; the fragrance of her perfume had been overpowering. He hated her, although he had no reason to. Apart from the fact she's Matthew's wife. You hate this, don't you? You hate Matthew for leaving, and yet you begrudge him for getting on with his life. Dominic sighed. I don't know what to think. At least now the visit to his father's house was over.
The day had been more than overwhelming. All of the travelling, the nerves from the surgery, the Margaret incident... He tucked his feet up under him and closed his eyes. It had been a day of such conflicting happiness and sorrow that it had left him bone-tired, yet unable to rest.
He hadn't been able to let go of Joshua all day. The young child seemed so happy; travelling never bothered him. Must get that from me mam, Dom thought, She couldn't stay still. Now he was asleep in his old room, weary from the excitement. Dominic was glad Margaret hadn't spoken, hadn't asked about Joshua, where they were and how they were doing. He didn't want her anywhere near his son. Just like Mam never wanted me near Matthew; not that he ever made the effort to contact me till after she was dead. It was strange and chilling the way his life seemed to be mirroring his mother's, in a way. I just don't want to end up like her.
He looked up as the front door swung open, and Tom bustled in, a pizza box balanced precariously on one arm. Dom jumped up to catch it before it fell. Tom swung the door shut and shrugged at his brother's glare.
"It didn't fall. Chill, man, you've gotten so uptight since you left -- although I guess I can let it slide for today, am I right?" He said with a kind smile and a wink.
Dom shook his head, and went to the kitchen to cut the pizza. Tom lifted some soda and glasses and headed into the living area. Dom followed, and they said nothing for a while as they devoured the savoury delight. Tom sat back eventually and took off his glasses to rub his eyes.
"I'd like to get that surgery done. I hate glasses; they just get in the way. I wouldn't wear them but then I wouldn't be able to see what I was writing, would I? Wish I had some high-flying job like yours. What is it you do again? Obviously nursing, but what else?"
Dominic chewed with deliberate care and took a sip of his drink.
"I'm a nurse with the family doctor on Jeff Tracy's island," he said. "It's a pretty big community; they need basic healthcare." He said.
Technically he hadn't lied. Tom seemed to buy it.
"Cool," Tom said at length.
Dominic looked up, surprised by the time and monosyllabic answer, and caught a fleeting worried glance on Tom's face that the blond had tried to hide.
"What?" He asked.
Tom shrugged.
"What? Thomas Eugene, what is the matter?"
Tom shrugged again and took another piece of pizza. Dom could see him staring out of the corner of his eye, and he scowled. Tom conceded and set the slice back down.
"I just... Man, I feel so stupid saying this, but I just..." He sighed. "I miss you," he said quickly.
Dominic chuckled and patted Tom's shoulder.
"Is that all? I thought you were going to drop another bombshell on me. I miss you too, but this is what happens when you grow up, right? I know you wouldn't be familiar with growing up, only being twenty and all."
Tom punched his arm and shook his head, an embarrassed pleasure on his face.
"Shut up, Dak, you can't pull that stuff on me. Unless you want me to call you [i]old man[/i[ from now on."
"You dare," Dom said.
"I will."
Dominic sat back and folded his arms. The smile on his face seemed unnatural, and yet felt right. Despite the major bad point, the day had been good, when he thought about it. Once I'm out of here, I'll never have to see her again. Good luck to her new husband, he thought, chafing slightly at the memory of the huge engagement ring on her finger, I hope he can give her what she wants.
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