Not the Same

I'm Tired

Connor’s POV

            “Hey, Ricky,” I say feeling a mix of happiness, sadness, and anger.

            “Hey, can I come in for a minute,” Ricky asks.

            “Now’s not a good time,” I say.

            “Oh, I’m sorry,” Ricky says. “I just want to tell you that we don’t have work today.”

            “I know,” I say trying to move this conversation along.

            “Oh, how’d you find out,” Ricky asked.

            “Sawyer told me,” I say quickly.

            “Oh, so you talked to Sawyer today,” Ricky says.

            “Yep,” I say.

            “Connor, who’s at the door,” Sawyer asks hearing him walk to the door.

            “It’s Ricky,” I say.

            “Oh, Sawyer’s here,” Ricky asks surprised.

            “Yeah, he got here a few minutes ago,” I say.

            “Hey, Ricky,” Sawyer says with a sweet smile.

            “Hey, Sawyer,” Ricky says with a weak smile.

            I could see frustration in Ricky’s face. “Sawyer, can you go back to the couch. I’ll be right back.”

            “Sure,” Sawyer says with a wink and walks back to the couch.

            “Let’s talk in the hall,” I say. Ricky backs up and I close the door behind me.

            “So, what do you want to talk about,” I say leaning up against the wall.

            “I just wanted to see how you are doing,” Ricky says.

            “I’m great,” I say trying to sound honest.

            “Oh, good,” Ricky says. “I’ve been rather concerned because you’ve been distant with me and Kian.”

            “Ricky, we both know why I’m avoiding you,” I say with annoyance in my voice.

            “I know,” Ricky says. “It’s just…I still don’t know what to do.” Ricky grabs my hand. “I like you, but I like Kian too. Kian’s always been there for me. He gets me.”