The Newlyweds Next-Door - Chapter 03
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Chapter 03
The Newlyweds Next-Door
Chapter 03
*Noah opens the door to Martin’s van getting into one of the seats in the back*
Martin: So Noah, how was your first weeks of marriage? We missed you at church last weekend, but you were on your honeymoon so I guess it couldn’t be helped.
Noah: Why would you hook me up with an Atheist!?!?!
Martin: Oh boy, I can already tell that this is going to be a fun car ride.
Martin: Buckle up everyone we’re ready to go!
Noah: I’m serious!! What the hel-… heck were you thinking!?
Martin: I was thinking that he was a good guy and that the two of you would hit it off.
Noah: You didn’t think that something like that would be important!?
Martin: No, and really it shouldn’t be. Now sit down and put your seat belt on.
Noah: …
Martin: I know what’s happening here. Marriage is a scary thing, you’re so worried that it’s going to be a horror story that you’re actually looking for things to actually turn it into one.
Noah: David has kids!!
Martin: Well, that’s a part of marriage too isn’t it?
Noah: Not when only a little more than a week in!!
Martin: And how did you not know that? Honestly David talks about them all the time.
Noah: He should have shown me pictures! Every parent shows of pictures of their kids to everyone! Then I wouldn’t have gotten confused!!
Martin: Everything’s going to be fine Noah. You can’t let every new thing being introduced to you freak you out the way it’s doing. You’re just going to end up making yourself a mess.
Noah: …
Martin: So, how was the move into the new house?
Noah: Well, we haven’t really gotten at it yet, we pretty much have everything of David’s sitting in a truck in front of the house… except the ugly furniture he used to have… I made sure that was dealt with before the truck arrived at our new house.
Martin: You actually convinced David to get rid of his old beat up furniture.
Noah: No, but if he mentions anything tell him that it must have been lost in the move.
Martin: …
Martin: So what about your things?
Noah: My things are on the way, moving is a pretty big thing so one thing at a time right?
When I told pastor Martin one thing at a time, I meant it almost literally. You see I didn’t have a car, so that meant that I would be taking the bus, and the amount of things that I could fit on the bus were pretty much limited to a box big enough to fit in my lap. So that meant I would be taking a lot of back and forth trips from my old house to my new house, and come Monday, that’s exactly what I did.
*Noah sitting on the bus typing messages on his phone*
Phone text: You know I don’t think this bus thing is going to work very well, you’re going to end up making over a hundred trips do you know that =O?
Noah text: I’m doing what I can alright ><
The girl I’m texting is Sally, me, her and her older brother Lenny have been friends since I can remember. We’re so close that we often joke that we’re related and because we’re the same nationality, a lot of people assume that we are, so I call her my big sister, and she calls me her little brother… even though I’m older then her by half a year…
Sally text: How do you expect to take your furniture over ?_? You can’t take that on the bus. =P
Noah text: Haven’t decided a plan for the furniture yet… but I’m working on it! Trust me it’s one of the things constantly on my mind. 
Sally text: Do you know how much $$$ you’ll be handing over to those bus drivers? You’re new house isn’t exactly on a direct route to your old one. >.>
Sally text: It would be cheaper to rent a moving truck. <.<
Noah text: Bus pass big-sis, I have one every month this one is no exception. >=/
Sally text: I don’t understand why you don’t ask your brand new hubby to help you <3
Noah: I didn’t want to bug him with it >< it was already enough work for him to move his own stuff, besides he starts work again today.
Me and David were planning to spend the long weekend moving everything into our new house, but the plane was double booked. So we and about forty-six other people didn’t get back into the city until late Saturday afternoon, so our unpacking was a little bit behind schedule, and David, being the ‘everything must fall into order and if it doesn’t it’s the end of the world’ type of person, already had enough on his plate stressing out about that I really didn’t want to bother him with my stuff and increase his stress.
*He sighs looking out the window, suddenly letting out a loud yell as he quickly gets up pushing the button to stop the bus*
Noah: Wait, wait!! That was my stop!!
*the bus driver stops opening the door*
Driver: Damn kids and their phones.
*Noah runs off the bus quickly running up to another that is also about to leave and banging on its door to get the driver’s attention*
Noah: Wait! Wait!! I need to get on!!
*he manages to get on the bus, his phone dropping out of his pocket when he steps on*
*Noah lets out a sigh of relief as he takes his seat, he reaches into his pocket for his phone but finds it gone, Noah quickly looking out the window toward the ground to see his phone laying on the road and then promptly get crushed by the tires of a bus*
Noah: You have got to be kidding me…
*he falls back in his seat holding his hands over his head*
Noah: Oh this is not good… calm down Noah, all you have to do is find the positive in this negative…
Noah: Noah wanted to be independent and responsible. Not having a phone just makes you more independent.
*lets out a fake laugh*
Noah: And it was an old phone… now you have an excuse to get a new one, that stupid thing didn’t even have blue-tooth…
*he whines still unhappy*
As soon as I got home I started packing things as quickly as I could into a backpack, a bag and a box. I was still aiming to get this finished in as little trips as possible or else I would never be about to move all of my stuff in.
And that’s how my day went, I would go to my parents house and grab as much stuff as fast as I could before the bus going home came, take the bus back home… or well the general vicinity of home, then run home, dump everything off as quickly as possible and run back to the bus stop to catch the next bus.
Things were flying by perfectly, I managed to not miss a single bus… until somewhere around the forth or fifth trip, right when I was in the middle of transferring from one bus to another it happened.
Noah: Where’s my bus pass?
It was a long walk home… me carrying a backpack, bag and box packed with as much of my things as possible didn’t help matters, nor did the fact that I had been so concentrated on getting my things over I had never once stopped long enough to get something to eat, but I couldn’t stay at the bus station, I didn’t have a phone to tell anyone where I was.
*David gets home from work talking on the phone with his ex-wife*
David: For the last time I’m not bribing him!
David: Maybe the reason he wants to move in with me so badly is because he likes his Father, did you ever think that might be a possibility?
David: Now will you give the phone back to Tim, it’s very rude to take the phone from him when he’s in the middle of a conversation with someone.
David: I am telling you what to do right now because if I don’t you’ll never give the damn phone back to him! This has happened before remember!
David: Hi Timothy… don’t tell her I said this but your mother is somewhat of a pain.
*opens the door to his house walking inside*
David: Noah you home?
*trips over a huge pile of Noah’s things that have been dumped off in the front entrance, crashing onto the ground*
Phone: Daddy… daddy what was that loud cracking noise? Daddy are you okay!?
*It is dark out when Noah finally arrives at home, he noticing that there is a pink BMW car parked in the driveway behind David*
Noah: Great…
In case you need a reminder, Nancy is the name of David’s very insane ex-wife, my arc nemesis.
Why do I say arc nemesis? Because she’s still crazy about David and is always trying to get him back… even though whenever she’s on the phone with him she’s always arguing at him. To make matters worse she is quite possibly one of the most gorgeous woman alive, which makes me feel… well below average looking. Honestly even I have to admit it, the two of them were an absolutely beautiful couple when David was married to her, as opposed to me… who is pretty much a copy and paste Asian.
*Noah unlocks the door to his house going inside*
Noah: David today has been one of the worst days of my life.
*he drops all his stuff on the pile with the rest*
*David’s voice comes from the living room*
David: Where have you been? I’ve been trying to phone you for hours but the calls won’t go through.
Noah: Yeah… my phone kinda… broke… to say the least, I’ll tell you all about it in a minuet.
Noah: I saw Nancy’s car in the driveway, is she in the living room with you or is she hiding in the shadows somewhere waiting to pounce and drink my blood?
*
*Noah screams jumping and running away from her*
David: His name’s Noah.
Nancy: Close enough!
Noah: You know I don’t like it when come over uninvited! I need time to get my rosary and hold water ready!
David: Wait… what? How did you know he was Christian? I didn’t know.
*Noah enters the living room letting out a gasp of shock when he see’s David*
Noah: David! What happened to you!!
*David is laying on the sofa with an ice pack on his head and his leg propped up on the coffee table in a cast*
David: It’s nothing to worry about, I just wasn’t watching where I was walking that’s all.
Noah: Did you get hit by a car?
Noah: What!? I did this to him!? David I’m so sorry! I didn’t have time to really put it anywhere, if I wanted to catch the next bus I had to be in and out of here as quickly as possible.
Noah: Lay off banshee!
David: Noah don’t get her started, I’m begging you.
*Nancy turns to Noah*
*she leaves the room*
David: Don’t let her get to you Noah, my things are all over the place too. We’re in the middle of unpacking remember?
Noah: I can’t believe that you’re not yelling at me for this, my mess broke your leg! David I’m so sorry, I’ll do anything to make up for it I promise.
David: I’m not yelling because I think you’ll already be facing enough punishment, there’s no way that I’m going to be able to unpack anything like this… so the rest of the unpacking and rearranging is going to have to be done by you.
Noah: What!? I can’t… or… yeah, yeah I can do that, no problem baby.
*Nancy walks back into the room after looking over the house again*
Nancy: You know David, I’ve been thinking this over since coming here, but I think I’m going to have to keep the kids this weekend, there’s no way that you’re going to be able to take care of them when you’re in that sorry state.
David: Come on Nancy, Noah is still able to do things just fine, he’ll have no problem helping me out with the kids
*She leaves, this time heading toward the kitchen*
David: …
Noah: Woah… ok, wait a moment
*He follows her into the kitchen*
Noah: You can’t do this to him! He’s really been looking forward to having his kids come home.
Noah: He’s married to me! He’s not going back!
Nancy: You are just a random fling that will eventually pass by, a desperate attempt to handle stress in the life that isn’t exactly going the way that David has planned.
*she takes two plates of food that have been prepared walking back to the living room*
Noah: Yeah well I can cook my own food!
Noah: …
Noah: Damn it… she figured out that I can’t make anything else! When did knowledge become public!?
*He picks up a phone and starts dialing out*
As I sat there eating my pizza,
Nancy: You are just a random fling that will eventually pass by, a desperate attempt to handle stress in the life that isn’t exactly going the way that David has planned.
Noah: What Nancy had said had bothered me… I was well aware that David was a meticulous planner, he was always thinking ahead, was always well prepared before something was to happen. And yeah, when things didn’t go his way, or how he had expected them to, or if there was a problem that was out of his hands he would get stressed and would sometimes do the most random things in an attempt to counter that stress.
Noah: With that on my mind I couldn’t help but think that what Nancy was saying was the truth.
*Nancy gathers her things getting ready to leave*
Nancy: Well David I’m headed home now, the babysitter shouldn’t work this late on weekdays, so as much as I would love to stick around and make sure Lance doesn’t kill you I really can’t.
David and Noah: It’s Noah.
*she leaves, Noah looking back towards David*
Noah: David…
David: …
*David just sits on the sofa silently, not looking to really be in the mood to talk*
See… this is the stress that I was so concerned about. I had unexpectedly broken his leg with my mess, and Nancy had taken the opportunity to become personally involved in his life again, and the biggest thing was that Nancy wasn’t going to let his kids come over on the weekend like they were first going to, not to mention David was probably going to have to take time off of work after finally getting back to it. Things were definitely out of his control and not going as planned.
And all of this was my fault…
Noah: I’m really sorry Dave… about Nancy and the kids… I was planning to get home earlier and have my stuff moved out of the way… but things didn’t really go as planned for me today…
Noah: *pauses for a moment* … and I feel bad asking you this right now… but I need money for a new phone… and a bus pass… if that’s ok with you…
David: Just… go to bed Noah. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, I’m really not in the mood right now.
Noah: Ok… did you need me to help you get to bed?
David: No. I’ll sleep here tonight.
Noah: … right…
I could take the hint, he was mad at me… really mad… and I couldn’t blame him.
Noah: I’ll talk to you about everything tomorrow then.
We both had things not go our way today, I don’t know why I’m not as effected as he is when bad things happen, or if things don’t go as planned. I mean I still freak out I guess, but in general I have to say I don’t take things as hard as Dave does. Maybe it’s because I’m bad at planning or thinking ahead anyway, while David is pretty much the exact opposite, he’s just that kind of person I guess…
