Same But Different - Chapter 52: Chapter 52

The Arrival
“Yuri, just let me in . . You won’t regret it” Whitney stood a few feet away from me. What was happening? I tried to steady my feet because they were losing balance. I was back . . . but how? To make my situation even more confusing Whitney walked closer to me. Her eyes filled with passion and lust, I gulped as I tried to take a step back. I felt a small pinch of pain clashing over my body, which made me wonder whether the pain was because of the transformation or because Yuri was already moving on without me.
“Come closer and you face my wrath!” I snapped while hanging onto the chair with one arm. I still felt dizzy but I tried to not to show it. Words Whitney had said kept burning through my ears. Why did Yuri tell Whitney about me? Is that how she felt about me now, as someone who left her? Why did she kiss this skank? My blood was boiling, I was aggravated and hurt. What if she moved on? Voices filled my mind with questions.
What if Yuri moved on with . . . her? I took a look at Whitney again. She hasn’t changed much except now she’s trying to destroy Yuri by emotional blackmail.
“Ah my head” I murmured under my breath as I lost balance and fell on the floor. I recalled the first day I popped up in Yuri’s life; I clearly didn’t have these headaches. Maybe I needed sleep, because that’s what I did that night. My mind was filled with so much thoughts, I couldn’t process anything.
“Are you alright?” For a second I didn’t see her sitting right next to me. She was so close, I could smell her disgusting cologne, which was heavy and too much. I had millions of questions screaming inside my head. What day was this? Why is Whitney here talking to Yuri? Has Yuri moved on? Has Yuri moved on? Has Yuri moved on? Has Yuri moved on?
“Don’t come any closer Whitney or else I swear . . .” I coughed up the words. My vision was blurry but I still managed to get myself to lean against the couch. It took all of me not to punch her in the face, but then even if I did, I’d probably miss considering my status.
“I am just trying to help you” I tuned out her words; I just stared at her instead. She was the girl who had the audacity to kiss Yuri. How dare she? Why would Yuri let her? Did she kiss her back?
“Trust me the only person in this room that you can help, is yourself. Now get the fuck out of my face before I punch you so hard that your skull breaks into two” I blurt out so fast even I barely made out what I had said.
“Why are you being so mean?” Whitney stared at me, all confused.
“Listen to me you psychotic little bitch, if I see you in front of my face or anywhere near me I will make sure hell rises on earth and I will bury you alive. And if you try to kiss me again, your lips will stay glued to the toilet seat of a public bathroom. You are not allowed to be seen within a ten mile radius around me unless you want me to break all your fingers and poke it to your eyes balls. Now Have I Made Myself Clear?”
I gathered all the strength left in me and stood up to face my rival. Maybe I had made Yuri cry, maybe I had hurt Yuri but only unintentionally. I never meant to leave her.
“Yuri . . What’s wrong with you? What are you saying?” Whitney stood without moving, still clueless.
“Wrong answer. Get the hell out of my face Whitney. And as far as Sasha is concerned, she’ll tear you into a million pieces and feed you to the homeless if you lay a finger on me” I wished Whitney knew it was me who was talking to her but I liked speaking for Yuri.
“But she left you . . .” Whitney replied bluntly making me cringe. I didn’t leave her! I had no choice!
“Yeah well she’s back now, and she isn’t going anywhere. So get lost!” It took about fifteen seconds for Whitney to process what I had just said. But It took me more than a minute to realize what I had said. Just after Whitney stormed out, a smile broke into my face, I realized that I was back!
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“Ah my head is killing me!” I groaned quietly as I made my way upstairs. What if the tumor was back? Was that possible? How long have I been gone? I remembered the yellow sticky notes Yuri planted on each stair as I walked up. I turned the door knob quietly and just when I was about to enter the room, I heard a voice of devil downstairs. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Yuri, what the hell man, you left me at the event and Mr. Johnson said you left with some girl after confessing that you were a lesbian. You confessed to a priest? Really?” I looked at a very different Jason, he looked way too attired. Had I missed a century? I walked downstairs to face him, he had no clue so I decided not to say anything until he figured it out by himself. Meanwhile I slipped out Yuri’s phone out of the back of my pockets and checked the date. It had been five and a half months, since I had been gone. FIVE MONTHS!
“Yuri! You’re zoning out again? Should I be worried again? Please don’t tell me you came back to sneak in a quick sip because you’re two months sober now and trust me no one wants to go through evil alcoholic Yuri phase again” Jason came closer and sniffed me for any weird smell. I frowned at him. So Yuri had buried herself in a bottle after I left, I concluded my thoughts. I looked at Jason again, “He was supposed to take care of her” I thought miserably.
“Okay, so you’re not drunk. Then why did you come back home? Omg is Whitney is your room? Don’t tell me you both . . .? Shit, no! First you bury yourself in alcohol and now Whitney? Please tell me this isn’t true!” His eyes grew wide open and so did mine. Were they together???? I still didn’t get a clear answer.
“No she isn’t here. She left. I made her leave” I replied quickly and waited for his reply. If I were to hear the truth, this was the only way of finding out.
“Oh, good. I thought you finally gave in or something.”
“Why would I give in?”
“Oh I don’t know, Whitney comes looking for you every day and you told me yourself, you don’t hate her as much as you did before, which makes me worry.” Jason patted on my shoulder.
“I don’t? Are you sure?”
“How the hell am I supposed to know for sure, you barely share anything with me anymore“ He took a few steps back and jumped on the couch. He sounded and acted the same but he looked too different. I watched him pouting slowly. Drama Queen.
“Did I talk about her with you? Do you think there’s a possibility that I may like . . . her?” I was up to a point where curiosity was the only thing which was bringing me back.
“Again how the hell would I. . wait a second -- Why are you asking – hold on . . .” His eyes narrowed at me, he just stared at me like he was waiting for me give out a sign. I sighed quietly thinking whether I should tell him when Yuri deserved to know first. But I ended up smiling widely at his confused face.
“Are you just gonna stand there or you’re gonna give me a welcome hug?” I grinned while spreading out my arms.
“Holy shit! NO fucking way! Oh my god . How? Just now?” Jason freaked out instead of returning the hug. He stared at me like she was seeing a ghost. It took a second until he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight hug.
“I don’t know how, I still got to figure that out. I just met Whitney though, seemed like she kissed Yuri”
“I’m still speechless. I don’t know what to say!” Jason hugged me again. Despite all those pending questions I realized I needed to just not worry for a second, take a deep breath and just embrace life.
“Well start by telling me that Yuri is not in love with Whitney” I pulled away from Jason, and finally begged for an answer. I didn’t want to be back only to find out she’s moving on with someone else. The mere thought made me feel so jealous and sad.
“Oh . .. I can assure you that Yuri has been very loyal to you” Jason stated simply.
“I am not worried about that, but I do worry since possibilities of others wanting to crash their tongues down her throat are getting higher by the minute.” I chuckled slowly at my own joke. I missed this place, this house and most of all Yuri. I missed my love.
“You need to tell Yuri. You have to tell her, she’ll be so happy” Jason giggled like a girl. I wanted to make a video update and surprise her but first, there was something important left for me to do.
“First things first, we need to show Dr. Nick and get his opinion first. I don’t know if this is temporary or permanent. I don’t want to hurt Yuri again. So it’s best if we first find out why I am back” I explained while Jason nodded agreeing with me.
“Yeah sure, I’ll get Belle then” He took out his phone but I stopped him from typing. It’s one thing to come back to a pissed off girlfriend but it’s another to add more reasons onto her list.
“No, no Belle either. Yuri would feel like I told Belle before her. So let’s keep this discreet for now” Jason nodded again but I could see disappointment in his eyes.
“You know they’ll both kill me once they find out I knew and didn’t tell them right away! You always do this, Sasha. Leave me to clean up your mess” Jason complained as we headed out the door.
“I don’t do that! Besides Yuri will bite my head off if she knew I told Belle before her.”
“Then Yuri is dumb cause she’ll be biting off her own head” Jason shot back while stepping inside the car. I rolled my eyes off because the level of his sarcasm made me nauseous. When will he ever learn?
“Try being me for one day and you’ll know what I am talking about” I smirked as he drove off to the clinic. I wiped my forehead then realized my headache was completely gone. I hadn’t even noticed.
“Ah jealousy issues. Yuri has that a lot. She was so jealous of Belle at one time.” Jason pointed out after a while. I sighed as I remembered the days we had. I remembered all the good and the bad memories. Deep down I hoped all the bad memories are just over because both Yuri and I needed happy moments from now on.
“Yeah well so do I. I was an inch away from breaking Whitney’s jaw tonight” I replied truthfully.
“I’ll need a front row seat ticket to that cat fight show alright?” Jason joked.
“Not gonna happen. I put her in her place tonight. She has no right to touch Yuri. What was I thinking, leaving her here with you. You obviously haven’t been taking good care of her” I tried to joke but it seemed like I hit a nerve,
“Don’t you dare say that woman. I took care of Yuri, not just because you asked me to, because I wanted to. She was a wreck, barely eating, barely sleeping. You dragged the life out of her but she slowly picked herself up and I was there for her. So take back the blame finger before I cut it out and throw it out this car window” Jason spat out.
“Whoa! Alright alright mister. Yuri better have good things to say about you then. You know that I can’t help myself but be overprotective, right?”
“Well then good, because we are both overprotective as hell when it comes down to Yuri” Jason muttered out. He had a slight smile on his face, and so did I. I couldn’t help but smile and be happy. Something made me come back, to Yuri. I have so much to tell her. My heart pounded fast as we pulled over in the driveway.
“We are. Which makes me wonder who the hell Mr. Johnson is and why did Yuri confess to him?” I asked him while climbing out of the car.
“You want the long story or the short one?”