Emily and Steve Part 9

"No, Steve, I need to figure out where my head is at. You need to do the same. We'll talk on Monday after work, okay."

I sat around thinking all day Saturday about what I wanted. The more I thought, the more it was clear to me. I wanted Emily in my life. I needed a plan to get her back. As luck would have it, Frisco called the apartment asking after Emily.

"Oh, she's not in right now," I said. "She's out with her friend Tessa. Are you meeting up with them later?"

"Yes, at Foo Bar," Frisco said. "Are you coming?"

"Maybe," I said, but I knew I was.

I had a shower and got dressed up and then headed out to Foo Bar, by the time I got there the line up was already around the block. I tried to get past the doorman in the VIP lounge, but without the hot blonde on my arm, no such luck. Instead I stood in line like all the rest of the suckers.

After 30 minutes, the line up barely moved. "What's going on," I asked the person in front of me.

"DJ Ank Kar is playing tonight," the guy said in between sucks on a pacifier.

"Who is that?"

The guy looked at me like I was an idiot. "Only the hottest DJ from Eastern Europe right now." The guy rolled his eyes, and went back to sucking on his pacifier. I shook my head, and continued to wait in the line.

Two hours later, and I had moved forward about 10 feet. Only another 50 feet to go. At this rate, I figured I would get into the bar sometime around noon on Monday. I was trying to think of another plan when I spotted Emily walking out of the bar with two guys. I jumped out of line and started to follow them.

They had a good head start on me, so I nearly lost them when they ducked into the alley behind the Chinese food restaurant, but just as I was running by I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, so I turned down the alley.

There, at the dead end of the alley was Emily, passionately kissing one of the guys as the other guy rubbed her ass and kissed the back of her neck. Part of me wanted to scream out, but a larger part of me wanted to see what would happen, so I hid behind a dumpster and watched.