Page 121 of The Situation
“I fucked up.”
“I gathered that. How?”
My hands slide down my face, pulling my lip as they go. “I showed my ass.”
“Nobody’s going to be mad at that.”
“You’re not helping, Mimi.”
“I’m old. If you don’t get to the point fast, I might croak.”
I sit up, sick of myself.
“Here, I’ll help,” she says. “You messed up with Girlfriend #2. Take it from there.”
Despite my shitty mood, I can’t help but smile at Girlfriend #1.
“I had this image of what my life was going to be like now that I met her,” I say, realizing just how much of a jerk I sound like when I say it aloud. “She disagreed. I pushed. And last night, she walked out on me.”
Mimi whistles through her dentures.
“Yeah.” I nod as I exhale. “Like I said, I fucked up.”
“Well, you don’t lie. That’s a plus.”
I glance at her out of the corner of my eye. She’s grinning.
“First of all, what hill was this you were willing to die on?” she asks.
“Marriage.”
“Oh, Tate.” She sighs as if this might kill her. “You’re proof God can’t give brains and beauty to the same person.”
He did to Aurora, but I don’t want to argue that point now.
“I just want to marry her,” I say. “I love the fucking shit out of her, Mimi. I want to take care of her and spoil her rotten. I want to have a family with her. What’s wrong with that?”
She groans. “Let me see how many crayons I have lying here so I can draw you a picture.”
“You’re so funny.”
“Look, she put you in your place. She looked into those beautiful eyes and wasn’t dazzled. And good for her.”
“Whose side are you on?”
“This time? Not yours.”
I stare at her.Traitor.
“It’s time you learned the art of compromise,” she says. “That’s where you take a little. They take a little. You give some, and they give some.”
“I know what it is.”
“Then why didn’t you do it?”
My thoughts drift back through my conversation with Aurora.
Why didn’t I compromise?
