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Tuscan Dreams

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Part 4
 
That’s Amore


“When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that’s amore,” Doug Sang into Pacey’s ear off-key as he packed his belongings.

“Oh god,” he groaned.

“When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine that’s amore,” He continued to sing along with the stereo

“Are you trying to make me kill you?”

“Nope,” Doug said quickly leaning on the back of the couch. “Bells'll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling and you'll sing Vita bella, hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-

“Will you shut up!” Pacey asked him cutting off his off-key singing “Because if you don’t I may just have to kill you,”

“I’m just trying to get you in the mood,”

“Well dean martin isn’t going to work… I’m not gay,”

“Was that an insinuation that I am?”

“No,” Pacey said sarcastically “Just that you like a rather meaty sausage,”

“Y’know when this trip is over with you are going to see me in such a different light,” Doug told him walking over to the stereo and switching it of.

“I highly doubt that Douggie,” Pacey chuckled, walking over to him and picking up his brothers CD selection. “West side story soundtrack, Carousel soundtrack...” he mused as he went through his collection. “And what’s this; the diva collection?”

“I have good taste in music,”

“No you have female taste in music,”

“I’m sensitive!” Doug argued, taking back his collection and putting them back on the shelf neatly. “You should really look into it,”

“I can be sensitive if I want to… in fact I like to think that I’m very hetro-retro sensitive… you know? Old school sensitive…”

“Oh yeah, really?” Doug scoffed. “I think that your girlfriend might disagree with that statement,”

“Is this about Poland again?”

“Yes it’s about Poland again. I saw her across the street the other day and she looked really down,”

“She stopped calling me!”

“Two wrongs don’t make a right,”

“A but two Judy garland albums do make you gay,” he chuckled, sighing at the look his brother gave him. “I called her,” he admitted.

“And?”

“I left a message on her machine… and she didn’t call me back,”

“That’s because you’ve been acting like a complete asshole; in fact I’m glad you’re not coming on this trip with me,”

“Why’s that?”

“Because now I can get all those beautiful Italian ladies with my old-fashioned charm all by myself without the annoyance of you there to criticize me,”

“Fine!” Pacey said sternly. “Just because of that statement I’m going,”

“What?”

“I’m coming to Italy and there ain’t a thing you can do to stop me,” he told him. “In fact I’m going to pack right now,”

“Worked like a charm,” Doug sang to himself as Pacey exited the room.




“How could he do this to me!” Joey asked Bessie as she stared at the letter in front of her. “How could he do it Bess?”

“He’s a man; men do this kind of thing all the time honey,” her sister said, moving beside her and putting her arm around her for comfort. “You just have to learn that all men aren’t always as great as they seem,”

“But I’ve known him my whole life and now he says things like this?”

“College is an eye-opening experience Joey; a lot of emotions get opened-up that you didn’t even know existed,”

“I’m going to call him,” she said, standing up and walking over to the phone “I’m going to call him and straighten all this stuff out,”

“Joey…”

“I mean he’s in a new place which is so different to home and he’s having a breakdown… all he needs to do is hear my voice and everything will be fine,”

“That’s a mistake,”

“It is not a mistake, it’s a very good idea,” she argued dialing the number.

“Its really not” she told her taking the phone out of her hand and hanging it up. “Dawson feels how he feels Joey, and nothing will change that,”

“I can change that Bessie; once he talks to me he’ll realize that…”

“Do you really want him to change his mind just because you call him Joey?” Bessie asked. “I mean… if he doesn’t want to be with you do you really want him to talk him back around to your point of view,”

“He’s just scared,”

“Isn’t it better to say this now rather than a few years down the line, when you think you’re settled for the rest of your life?”

“He’s just having doubts Bessie,”

“And you’re just too scared to let him go because you’ll be alone,”

“That’s not true,” she argued.

“You didn’t go to Paris Joey; not because you didn’t think it was the right time for you but because it was too much of a leap to be without him. You need to distance yourself before he becomes the only thing you know,”

“You don’t even know what you’re talking about!”

“Do I have to spell it out to you Joey?” She asked, taking her by her shoulders. “Dawson is holding you back from achieving your dreams; he held you back in the past, he’s holding you back now and he will still hold you back in the future,”

“He’s not holding me back,” Joey argued. “He’s the one that propels me forward,”

“You just say that because you know nothing else. Dawson Leery is the only boy you have ever let get into your heart and Capeside is the only place you have ever existed,”

“Is that so bad?” she asked. “I mean so what if I haven’t had a lot of boyfriends and slept with half the football team? I mean is that what you want me to do?”

“I’m not suggesting that Joey…”

“I’m happy with him...”

“Are you?” She asked, staring her sister in the eyes. “Because I don’t think you are,”

“how would you know?”

“You don’t smile anymore,” she told her. “You don’t smile and it makes me really sad,”

“Do I have to grin from ear to ear to prove that I’m happy?”

“No… but I just wish you would smile once in a while,”

“You don’t know anything,”

“Can I give you some sisterly advice Joey?” She asked and Joey sighed heavily as she nodded. “I packed you a bag… I think you should go to Italy with your friends for the summer,”

“Not you too,” Joey groaned.

“I just think you need to go out and have some fun whilst you can; travel like you’ve always wanted,”

“I don’t want to,” she told her. “How many times do I have to say it until someone believes it!”

“How about until you mean it Joey,”

“You’re all insane people!”

“We just want the best for you; Jen really wants you to go and she is your best friend,”

“So?”

“So I think you owe it to her to go on a trip you two planned because you wanted to have a stress-free and fun-loving summer before you start with adult responsibilities,”

“I can’t go right now… and this letter has made me realize that I need to be here more than ever,”

“You’re throwing your life away!” Bessie said, taking the phone and handing it to her. “So if you want to do that then go ahead and call him but I’ll tell you something Joey…” Bessie said angrily picking up her coat. “I’m not going to sit here and watch you do it and I’m not going to pick up the pieces of your broken life!”

“Bessie!” Joey called as her sister walked towards the door.

“Life is what you make it Joey and you have the opportunity to do things I never could,”

“Bessie!” Joey shouted as Bessie waked out and slammed the front door behind her.

Sitting down in the chair Joey looked between the phone and the letter, debating what to do. Taking a few moments to gather her thought she picked up the phone and dialed his number.

“Hello?”

“Dawson?” Joey asked as he picked up the phone.

“Joe—“

“How could you do this!” She shouted at him, waving the letter in her hand as she spoke and cutting of anything he had to say. “How could you go away and write such a despicably cowardly letter!”

“I didn’t know how to say it to your face,”

“So you felt this way before you left?”

“A little,”

“We’ve been friends our whole life Dawson; we’ve been dating on-and-off since tenth grade and you wait all this time!” She shouted trough the phone. “All this time,” she repeated slowly. “You waited all this time to tell me that you don’t feel you’re secure in this relationship! What is with you, you self-absorbed big-headed ignoramus!”

“I… I…” she heard him stutter through he phone.

“I Mean I have given you everything that I had to give!”

“That’s the point Joey; you’ve given me everything and I gave everything back to you,”

“So?”

“So I can’t give you everything anymore; I have other priorities now,”

“Priorities? Playing with your Sony is a priority over me?”

“It’s hardly playing with a Sony Jo…”

“Do you even love me?”

“Of course I do Jo,” he told her. “After all this time do you honestly doubt that,”

“Yes Dawson I do; people that love each other don’t hurt each other,”

“This isn’t all my fault,”

“Excuse me!”

“This isn’t all my fault; you have to take some blame too,”

“Me!” Joey shouted through the phone gob smacked. “Me? I have to take blame?”

“If you were more understanding to…”

“I understand! All I do is understand,”

“If you hadn’t held back so many times then…”

“Oh my god,” Joey sighed. “This is about me not sleeping with you before you went away isn’t it?”

“Partially,” he answered coldly. “I needed to… I had to know that you loved me,”

“Since when did I have to sleep with you to prove that I love you?” She asked, letting an angry tear fall from her duct. “Since when!”

“Since we became adults Joey; it’s what adults do,”

“So now that you’re eighteen you’re a man huh?” She asked angrily, spitting her words. “You’re a big burly man huh?”

“Joey…”

“Don’t Joey me… I’m sick of you joey-ing me and treating me like I’m some kind of property!”

“You are; you’re my girlfriend!” He exploded through the phone and then went silent

“Oh...” Joey sighed angrily. “So just because someone is your girlfriend that automatically makes them I’m your property” Joey said angrily, letting a sharp sigh escape from her mouth.

“In a word… Yeah. You’re mine and I’m yours,”

“When did you turn into this person?” she asked after a long silence. “When did you turn into this guy?” She asked him and he didn’t speak, unable to break the silence. “When did you become this person that I don’t know?”

“He’s still here,” he told her. “He’s just grown up,”

“Then you’ve grown into a man that I can’t possibly love,”

“Come out,” he asked after a moment. “Come out to LA,”

“What for?”

“To prove that you love me,”

“You want me to come out to LA after what you just said and sleep with you?” she asked, opening her mouth in shock.

“Yes,”

“Sleep with whom?” She asked. “Dawson Leery or… this…. This other person that you’ve become? Capeside Dawson or LA Dawson?”

“Plain Dawson… there’s no separate people here Jo; just me,”

“But I don’t know you,” she told him. “I don’t know where you’ve gone?”

“I’m still here,”

“I’m not… I’m not here anymore,” she answered in a lingering whisper hanging up the phone slowly and staring at the receiver in shock of what had just happened.




“Okay- Last minute check,” Drue Valentine said as he finished his bottle of beer and slammed it down on the art deco coffee-table.

“Don’t do that!” Doug warned, picking up the bottle and pushing him backwards with it. “That’s a very expensive piece of furniture that you’re abusing”

“Okay Suzie, that’s enough of the girlie pushing,” he joked

“When we get to Tuscany… you… dead!” Doug promised.

“Okay!” Drue sighed, clasping his hands together “Is everyone here?” He asked as he looked around. “Stunning example of masculinity?” he said and smiled pointing to himself. “Check. Less attractive singleton?”

“Check!” Will answered.

“Beautiful woman betrothed to me?”

“Betrothed?” Lisa asked, placing her hands on her hips. “I am not betrothed to you, I just pity you”

“But you are here aren’t you honey?”

“Obviously,”

“Good,” He smiled. “Insane friend who almost didn’t come because he was moping around for weeks on end eating co-co pops in his underwear?”

“Check,” Pacey sighed.

“And finally… Token Gay?”

“Death,” Doug warned stonily.

“Check! Do we all Have Passports!” Drue said, holding up his passport as he stood in the middle of Doug and Pacey’s apartment surrounded by luggage.

“Check!” came the tired reply from everyone as they finished off their drinks and slung their bags over their shoulders.

“So Doug, how do you feel being on a trip with your brother, two gorgeous guys and a girl? I mean are you bisexual or do you just swing one gay way?” Drue asked and Doug placed his arm around his neck, pulling him into a headlock much to the Hilarity of their three companions

“Listen here Drew,” he said between gritted teeth. “I have taken all of my annual leave as well as my holiday allowance to go on this damn trip and if you so much as hint to anyone that I am gay I will kill you, do you understand,”

“You’re cutting off my vital air supply,” Drue said, gripping Doug’s hands and trying to apart them.

“And that’s a problem?”

“It’s attempted murder,” he whispered painfully

“I wouldn’t say that,” Doug chuckled. “I mean… if I don’t succeed it’s attempted murder; if I actually kill you it’s murder,”

“Please stop, it hurts and I can’t breathe,”

“Good. So you know what will happen if you so much as hint to it?”

“Yep,” Drew strained and fell down as Doug finally let him go, coughing out breaths. “Y’know you don’t have to live a lie,” he managed.

“I am not gay!”

“Touchy much?” he chuckled and moved away from him when he went for him again. “Let’s just go and catch that plane shall we?”

“Lets,” Doug smiled and let out a frustrated breath.

“Y’know Drue doesn’t’t mean it right?” Will said as he stood beside him, slinging his arm loosely around his shoulder. “He just has a weird personality,”

“If he keeps saying it he wont have a voice box in which to express it with,”

“Cool down Doug, I don’t think Pacey would be too happy if you killed one of his best friends on holiday,”

“I wouldn’t mind,” Pacey told him, slapping Doug on the back as he headed for the door.

“I don’t even know why I’m doing this Will,” Doug said shaking his head. “I mean we get on fine but you’re Pacey’s friend, not mine; and I can’t stand Drue, I have no idea who that girl is. I may as well go home right now,”

“And leave me alone for three months with those two whilst Pacey swans off to mope in a field?” he asked pointing to Drue and Lisa who kissed as they stood by the door. “I don’t think so buddy,”

“Okay but only because I pity you,”

“Come on we’re going to miss our flight if we don’t go now,” Pacey said as he opened the door to come Face to Face with a girl.

“Nikki!”

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