"It has been four months since I last heard your hillbilly voice Jethro. Why don't you ever listen to what I tell you? I don't want to hear or see you anymore. It's nothing personal, you are a good guy. But you just don't have it! So please! For the love of all things holy! Lose my number for good," I didn't know what to say, so I followed my heart - "Roxy, I am sorry if me calling makes you angry. That is not my intention at all. It's just that I love you and I had to tell you again. I don't know what else to say except I love you," I realize, and have for quite a while, she doesn't love me. But just because someone doesn't love you doesn't mean you can't love them. Does that sound too sappy?
"Jethro," she says bluntly, "I swear - you are the most persistent guy I have ever met. You don't know how to take no for an answer. If you weren't so fucking adorable I would be mad at you," I love it when she calls me adorable, it is a signal she is in a good mood, "Well, enough about that, what have you been doing the last four months," she asks. I give her the rundown, which wasn't much, and then ask the same of her.
"Jeff and I are no longer together, I am in a new relationship with a guy I met in La Hoya," she tells me. Jeff, her old boyfriend, is the biggest douche bag in San Diego. I was much relieved to hear her tell me she was rid of him. "Who's the new man?" I ask curiously. "He is a guy I met at the gym," was her response, "He's tall, dark and handsome. I believe I have finally met the man of my dreams Jethro," in a way it hurt for her to say that, but her being happy is more important than any jealousy issues I have. I then try prying a little more info about her new beau and she responds in a manner I have become accustom to - "Jethro, it is none of your business who I spend time with...OK!"
We chat a little more and then she says - "Chad and I are going to come to Las Vegas in a few weeks for the fights. He is a huge fight fan. Now that I have you hear. Do you think you could talk with your Chinese friends about scoring us a room," how many guys can honestly say the women they love has asked them to get her a room for her and her boyfriend? Probably more than I think. Anyways, I told her I would do what I could and she says this in parting - "Jethro, it really is good to hear your voice. I don't really mean it when I say I don't want to hear from you. We can definitely be friends, but the other stuff is long over. You need to find yourself another girl for that."
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