A.N
Heh, this took a while. Sorry.
Disclaimer: Do not own etc...
Ambyr
Matt.
The minute Mello left, Jen rested her eyes on me, her expression blazing.
"Is this why you invited him to live here?" She whispered dangerously. "So you had a fuck buddy?"
"No." I told her calmly. "Everything I said was true. Except that we kissed a bit when we hired him."
Jennifer flared, hand shaking slightly. I'm not entirely sure what she said. Her shrieking all moulding together into one indecipherable noise. After a few hours (Or maybe an eternity), the neighbours who lived below us thumped the ceiling, a muffled 'shut up, it's 4am!' following through the floor boards. Jen massaged her throat for a second before storming from the room and down the concrete stairs. I paused for a moment before screaming was heard from the hallway. Evidently she had gone to yell at them instead.
I sat back on the couch, pulling my phone out and dialling Mello's number. Pressing my phone to my ear, my fingers drummed against my knee in agitation, sighing when he didn't pick up. "Call me you idiot." I told the receiver as the answering machine beep went off before flipping my phone shut and stuffing it into my pocket.
I heard the yelling downstairs abruptly stop and then start up again, followed by calm voices and the clink of metal. "Let go of me you assholes! He fucking cheated on me with a whore!" I carefully slipped outside, skulking in the shadows to avoid her seeing me as I glanced over the banister. I almost had to stifle a laugh as Jen was lead away in cuffs. Waiting until she was gone, I jogged down the stairs stopping outside the open apartment door.
"What happened?" I asked the mid-thirties woman.
"She came down here to shout at us for telling you lot to shut up. I informed her we filed a noise complaint with the police. She punched me. I floored her." Mrs Shan smirked. "Those anti-muggers groups really do teach you some good stuff. But my husband had the police come get her for assault."
I nodded quietly. "Sorry for the noise."
"It's okay. Just gives me something fun to talk about at work tomorrow. What happened up there?" She asked.
"I think my marriage just ended." I mumbled, twiddling my fingers.
"Because you like blonde guy who lives with you?" She grinned. "I don't blame you. If I weren't married I would go after him myself. Very tidy." She flashed me a grin and winked. "Night Matt." She said before shutting the door quietly.
I couldn't help but grin at the door. Some people are just designed to make others smile regardless of the situation they were in. I was thankful that one of those lived below me.
Padding back to my flat, I tried to call Mello a few more times, huffing quietly when he refused to pick up. I rubbed my eyes, laying back on the couch. It had been a long night to say the least and it was starting to catch up with me.
I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. Grabbing the machine, I flipped it open, silencing the Zelda theme tune that tinkled out.
"Hello?" I yawned sleepily into the earpiece.
"Hello, is this Mr. Jeevas?"
"Yeah, but call me Matt. That makes me sound old."
"I'm a representative of Mrs. Jeevas." The firm voice told me. "She has filed for divorce against you. We would wish to meet you on the sixteenth to sign the papers. Your pre-nup is still valid so you have reason to worry about your home or possessions. Please arrange a time and date with Mrs. Jeevas to pick up her possessions."
"'Kay." I yawned, hanging up after he rattled of his name and company address. Looks like it was really happening. Keeping my phone open I scrolled through my contacts, dialling Mello's number again.
I could hear the call being accepted, but no noise came from the other end. "Mell, it's me. Please talk." I murmured softly, waiting for a moment before speaking into the silent phone. "Jen filed for divorce." I paused for a moment, hoping for some kind of feedback. "She got arrested for assault but not before she was pinned by a thirty three year old woman." I could hear the quiet snicker on the other end. "Please come back. She's moving out. She won't be around to insult you anymore."
"…You promise she'll be gone for good?" Came the soft reply.
"Promise." I leaned back into the couch, nuzzling into a pillow. "I don't think I loved her. I was just going along with what she wanted. I should stop being so accommodating." I laughed. "Look at the trouble it got me in. Twenty one and divorced."
"I'll be back later." Mello murmured. "Just need to pack up. Give the rest of my time here to some homeless bum or something…"
"And you say you're a hard ass." I grinned.
"I am!" He protested.
"Yeah yeah." I clawed the blanket off the back of the couch, draping it around myself. "Just be quiet when you get in. I haven't slept much." I warned him. "And I will gouge your eyes out. I'm not a morning person."
"'Kay." Mello mumbled before hanging up, dialling tone leaking through the speaker. Tossing my phone onto the coffee table, I settled back into the couch, legs a dead weight. I smothered a yawn leaning back into the cushion, drifting happily back off into a light sleep.
