Page 64 of 7 Miles High
“She shouldn’t be in the water drunk. That could turn bad quickly. Parker, help me get her out,” Isaac says getting up. “She’ll listen to you.”
Oh really? Do his words carry more weight than the rest of the people sitting here?
“Crap.” Parker reiterates his initial response.
But he rises and takes a look at me. “Sorry. I need to do this.”
He doesn’t wait for my response, and I don’t really have one. I shouldn’t have to voice my permission or rejection of the plan. Or say whatever else I’m thinking about the subject. I only have a nonresponse predicated on the fact I think her behavior sucks. The timing may have been perfectly planned though. For maximum effect. She got him and me at the same time.
The two men go to the side of the pool and extend their hands, each one reaching for hers. While the rest of the circle watches the entertainment.
“Come on darlin’, you’ve got to get out. Take our hands,” Isaac calls to the drunken figure.
I can’t hear what the two men are saying, but Parker just whispered something to Isaac and there’s laughter coming from Nia. She liked it.
Isaac quickly returns to the circle and grabs a beach towel thrown over a chaise. Parker is bending over, trying to convince Nia to abandon her middle of the night swim. Then it happens. A hand comes up and latches onto his shirt. The bitch pulls him in! He falls headfirst with a splash, and she tries to wrap herself around him.
The sound from my fellow night owls rises like a volcano’s lava. Everyone is as shocked as I am. Most find the circumstances funny. Hysterical I’d say. I certainly don’t. Parker quickly rights himself and lifts out of the water. She grabs his legs. Oh no she didn’t!
He’s angry and it shows on his water-soaked face.
“Get off me!” he hollers.
She releases him and pushes back from the edge. That’s when I see the entire picture. The whore is naked!
“Come back in, Boo Boo! Give me some! I knooow just how you like it! Let’s do a standing 69!”
He doesn’t move. But just watches her as Isaac holds open the towel and tries to coax her in.
That’s it. I’m out of here. I get up and walk away without looking back. Right there I vowneverto do that stupid position again.
* * *
Walking onto the set isn’t changing the direction of my thoughts. Last night was messed up. Not just what happened at the pool, but what came later. The fight in our room was brief. When he defended his actions I went quiet. My thoughts were, ‘If he doesn’t see the flaw in his logic there’s no use talking about it.’
Then he stepped on his dick. “I couldn’t let her drown! Come on, Natalie. Have a little faith,” he said, heading for the shower.
When he used those particular words he misjudged their impact. That was the exact thing Alex said to me the first time I questioned his loyalty. And I reconsidered and listened. I doubted my own mind in lieu of his. It wasn’t until I actually walked in on them that my faith was proved to be misguided.
Now another man is telling me to do the same.
Is it coincidence, or proof I’m just not very good at picking men? And it makes me pissed that in my heart I do believe Parker is telling me the truth. He’s right about not ignoring the fact Nia was in danger. And he only was reacting to Isaac’s plea for help. Yeah, that’s all true. But another thing is as well. He could have let someone else be the hero.
And now I have to go on set and see all the people that watched the debacle last night. Worse than that, I have to see Nia. She should be the one that’s embarrassed, but I have a feeling that won’t be the case.
“You okay?” he asks, seeing my distraction.
“Not really.”
That look on his face is dismissing my feelings. He’s smiling!
“Babe. Do you really think I’d have anything to do with that mess?”
“Uh, yeah. You were her boyfriend. So I know for sure you would.”
“Was. Was her boyfriend. She’s become an alcoholic. And that’s what’s fueling this behavior. Come on, let’s get past this. I love you, Natalie. And I promise you I’ll never put you in an embarrassing situation like that again. I hear what you’re saying.”
Okay. That was good. He gets it. Maybe. It’s her I need to watch anyway. It’s a good thing I decided to stay here for the duration. I don’t trust her. Not a bit.
