"Mike, are you comfy?" Lucy asked. Lucy was standing in here doorway in her T-shirt and panties.

"Yeah, I am good" Mike said laying on the pull out bed.

"Alright good night Mike" Lucy said "Don't be afraid to wake me if you need to, and feel free to use my bathroom." Lucy said heading for bed. Mike laid there waiting. He sat up peeking into Lucy's room. He laid back down and waited for a while. He looked up and saw she was asleep. Mike crept into her room. He looked quietly around her room. He was really puzzled by her behavior towards him and hoping he could find a dairy or something. He found it. He flipped it out trying to find pages about him. He found a page from when he saw Lucy at the concert.

God, I can't believe I almost lost it on stage. The sight of the all… I am just glad Daisy didn't recognize me. I am really confused as to why they all were chatting… I should say looking at each other before the concert started. Why was Mike looking at the stage? He looked annoyed honestly. I wonder why?

That fucken ass hole! I can't believe he showed his sorry ass! He just can't be happy! I guess Sandy wasn't putting out.

"Wow you are jerk, Lucy" Mike said with disgust. He heard movement behind him. He turned he saw Lucy was laying on her side now. He sighed and when back to reading

I guess Sandy wasn't putting out. I left his life and he still hates me? I don't understand him. He has his stupid Sandy. Why does matter to him if I almost slept with Paulo. He made it pretty clear he didn't care. But why does he care? Oh well, I can't believe he… Maybe it would have best if I fell to my death instead of him. I need to forget him! He is just stupid praise seeking control freak!

Mike kept flipping the page.

Wow… Mike is depressed? Karma is a bitch! But, is karma misplaced? Sandy made it sound like Mike was pretty crushed. I need to call him and talk to him. I know what it feels like to be there…

Mike turned the page again; he noticed a page was missing.

Sorry about, put that page was what I need for venting. Oh yeah Mike. He sounded pretty bad. But well earned. I go out of my way to waste my time and what does he do? He hangs up! His mother hates me! What did I do? Stop letting him control me. Stop letting him control my life? I am far better off without Mike!

Mike was having a hard time reading, but he kept going.

Oh Mike. Well… I know not to call him when I am feeling horny. I guess I enjoyed it. He sounded like he enjoyed it. Probably the best part was after. He actually talked. He didn't sound depressed or anything. We had a conversation. We didn't fight or anything. Do I have to have him masturbate for us to have a good conversation? I hope not… I would do it again in a heartbeat. I really enjoyed talking to him. Can we? Maybe… I don't want to get my hopes up…

Mike was filled with adrenaline. "Can we what?" Mike whispered. Mike closed the book at put it back he ran back into the bathroom closing the door. He heard a knock on the door.

"Really? You gotta go when I do?" Lucy complained. Mike flushed and washed his hand walked past Lucy. He watched her walk in and closed the door. He was surprised. He didn't hear jerkface or anything. She complained, but her tone was expected for someone holding it. Mike had to keep reading that Dairy. He had to find out what Lucy meant!