Zeke brought me out to his car, which was a very slick, shiny black 1969 Mercury Cyclone, that had a neon green racing stripe down the center of the vehicle and silver ghost flames on the hood. He opened up my door for me to get in. The interior was all redone in here. It's a very nice, black leather for the seats, which had a black seat cover with two neon green strips going down the center made of T-shirt like material. His steering wheel cover matched the seat covers as well. He climbed into the drivers seat and he started the car up and the engine roared to life, and he sped out of the driveway, causing me to grip onto the seat belt tightly. His driving always makes my anxiety act up, because he drives kind of recklessly. No he has never had an accident, but that fact is no comfort for me at all.

We made it to my apartment complex quickly, and we only ran two stop signs, which isn't bad for Zeke. By the time we were parked in the parking lot, my knuckles were white from how hard I was gripping my seat belt. I scanned the parking lot as we got out, and I noticed Adrian's cherry red mustang, which caused me to tilt my head to the side. Zeke must have noticed me staring at the mustang, because he intertwined his fingers with mine and started to pull me towards the entrance of the building.

"Come on, let's head up to your apartment," he said nervously.

"Zeke, why are you so nervous?" I questioned.

Yeah, he's always got this cute, nervousness about him every now and then, but he's acting as anxious as I usually do, which is off. He stood there for a moment, having an internal debate I would assume, then he and I locked eyes.

"Look Jess, I really like you," he began.

"I kn-" I started but he shushed me.

"No no, I'm talking. I need to get this out before I loose my damn mind. Jess, I have feelings for you, not just platonic feelings, romantic ones. You are all I can think about anymore.. every time I'm off doing something fun, or cool or whatever the hell it is, all I can think is how much better it would be with you by my side."

I noticed his hands were slightly shaking, so I swallowed the lump in my throat and took his hands in mine.

"And I'm not an idiot Jess, I know I'm not the man that you feel that way towards, I know it's Ivashkov."

I couldn't honestly say anything at this point, and the pained look on Zeke's face made my stomach twist into knots.

"God damnit though Jessica, open your eyes, please. He's no good, especially for you Jess. I might not be the best person in the world, but damnit, I'm trying to be the best I can for you."

He and I stood there, locked in direct eye contact for a good few minutes before he just gave a weak, broken smile.

"I'm sorry I dropped this all on you like that Jess," he stated.

I just wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug.

"Zeke, I'm so sorry that I don't have any way to really respond to all this, but, I do know that I have feelings for you, but, I don't know what to do with them right now."

"Hey, just, go on, get your clothes and come back to the car. We can just have our date and you can have some time to think about everything. No rush baby girl, cause I'm not gonna go anywhere."

He kissed my cheek, then began to head back to his car, leaving me to my thoughts.

I walked pretty slowly up to my apartment. I decided to use the stairs instead of the elevator, gives me a little more time to think. My mind was honestly just blown at this point, because Zeke just threw a curve ball at me and he wacked me right in the face with it. Now here I am, just laying in the field, watching the stars and birds twirl around my head. What the hell am I supposed to do anyways? Zeke is right, he's not the one I'm in love with, I'm in love with Adrian... But honestly, Zeke has a very good point... Adrian can't even open up to me about how he feels towards me.. As I got closer to my floor, my thoughts honestly just got worse and worse. Once I was facing my door, I remembered that my apartment was trashed from hell and back. I let out a loud sigh as I got my key from my pocket and unlocked the door. I reached for the door handle, but right as my fingertips brushed the knob, the door was opened by someone who was in my apartment. By natural instinct, I punched whoever it was right in the face.

"Motherfucker!"

My eyes went wide as I realized that I just possibly broke Adrian's nose, which was gushing blood at the current moment.

"Oh my god Adrian, I am so fucking sorry!" I squealed as I ran to him.

His nose was crooked and it has blood flowing out of it. To make it even worse, there's also a small cut on the bridge of his nose too!

I helped lead him to my bathroom, and once we were in there, I had him sit on the toilet and I swung my medicine cabinet door open and I grabbed my first aid kit. I doctored up his nose to the best of my abilities, still madly apologizing the entire time.

"No no it's fine Jess," Adrian mumbled out as I continued doctoring his nose.

"I can't fucking believe I just punched you," I stated as I looked him over.

His nose is swollen and it's just one giant bruise. It's slightly crooked to the right, but at least the blood has stopped rushing, from what appeared to be just a small cut on the bridge of his nose.

"I can honestly, you're in guardian mode, and the last time you were in your apartment you got attacked. I probably should have thought this all through a bit more," Adrian attempted to chuckle, but I could tell he was in pain.

I felt awful but I doctored him up as well as I could. Now I'm trying to get as much blood off of him as possible, which wasn't too easy, because there was a lot more blood than you would like to think. The front of his light blue shirt was just soaked in blood, so I had to get that off of him. After that, I asked him if he'd be alright to shower himself and he said he could, so I asked for his keys to his apartment to get him more clothes, but he said he had clothes here, so I gave him an odd look.

"Hey, there's a reason I was in your apartment Jess," Adrian stated with a small smile.

My brain automatically registered that to mean he was collecting his things from the giant mess, so when I exited the bathroom, I was fairy surprised at what I seen. My entire apartment was clean! Everything was picked up, put back in its place, set back up right. The floors were swept and mopped, there was nothing laying out of place at all. My place honestly looks better now then it did before! My jaw dropped at this sight. So that's what Adrian was doing in here today! I mentally kicked myself in the ass for thinking the worst of him all day today. I went into my bedroom and went to the little dresser he had bought to put some of his clothes in my apartment and I found an outfit for him. I grabbed up all the clothes and went back to the bathroom. I opened the door slowly, listening to the sound of the water pouring in the shower still.

"Adrian, I have you some clothes," I announced as I sat the clothes on my towel rack.

"Alright, thank you," he replied. "I'll be done here in a few minutes."

"Alright, I'm going to go make us something to drink, I'm hella thirty."

I exited the bathroom and went to my kitchen.

I still feel so terrible for punching him... I should make stuff that will make him feel better! But what? I honestly have forgotten what all is in my kitchen here.. but if I do recall correctly, I do have one thing that Adrian loves that I can make... I looked on my cabinet to find some Ovaltine! Do I have milk? I peaked into my fridge to see a gallon of whole milk and I snatched it. I made he and I two huge glasses of Ovaltine milk, then I put away the milk. I took a sip of the drink, letting my taste buds jump with joy at the cocoay flavor. Then I sat my glass down and decided to go change while I'm not trying to apologize to Adrian. I looked down at my clothes to see that there was some blood splattered across them. I sighed and hurried to my room and stripped down to my undies. I put on a cuter, lacey black bra that matched my panties better I looked through my closest and found a cute sundress that has the sun and moon picture, the sun being a light red and he moon being light blue, on a black background with white stars that I thought would be great for my, wait why was I trying to get dressed cutely? Oh shit, Zeke! I forgot about Zeke waiting for me in the parking lot! I grabbed the dress and got it on quickly. Then I slipped my shoes back on and exited my room, to see Adrian drinking his glass of Ovaltine. His face was already low-key bruised and slowly starting to swell already and my gut twisted tightly into a knot at the lowest of all low-key gruesome sight. I shook my head and reminded myself that I was extremely upset early because of this man, regardless. I looked at him, and he was sipping on his drink, eyes down towards his hand, which had a cellphone in it! I took in a deep breath, metaphorically swallowing my anxieties down.

"Adrian, I have a question that I have to ask you, or I'm going to go insane," I stated as firmly as could, but it still sounded a tab bit shaky in my opinion.

"Shoot," he said as he slipped his phone into his pocket and he looked up at me.

"This entire week, while I've been training and you've been training, Vixy said you've been on your phone a lot..." I began trailing off, my anxiety trying to shove the words back down my throat, but I couldn't allow them to win this round. I need to know this, and now's the time to ask.

"Yes I have been I suppose," Adrian replied after a moment of silence.

"Who have you been texting so much?"

"Well, mostly my mother," he said as he checked his phone again, he then proceeded to show me the screen as well, which displayed One New Message from Mother.

I looked him right in the eyes for a minute before I nodded, accepting his answer as the truth, for now.

"Alright, thank you for telling me, but I have to go alright?' I gave him a hug and a swift kiss on the cheek, which made my heart skip a beat, I chugged the rest of my drink, and headed off to my door.

"Oh, one more thing," I said.

"Whats that?"

"Go back to Vixy and Emma's, had Vixy heal that up. It's still bleeding," I said, concern covering my voice.

"Alright, I will," he said with a small smile as he wiped away some blood with a paper towel.

I left after that, and I practically galloped my way down the stairs and out to Zeke. I was low-key shocked he was still out here waiting. I got in his car and quickly buckled in.

"I'm so sorry I took so long," I apologized.

"It's fine Jess," Zeke said with a smile as he began to pull out.

We drove in silence until we reached Zeke's place. He got out of his car after we parked, then rushed over to my door to open it for me, which made me smile widely.

"Thank you," I said sweetly as I got out of his car.

We were silent as we got into the elevator, making our way up to the 9th floor of his apartment. The great thing about silence with Zeke is, it's never an awkward silence or uncomfortable. It's just, a comfortable silence. We walked hand in hand to his apartment and he swiftly unlocked the door, letting us into his apartment. His apartment is much cleaner than the last time I was here. He has his weight set off to the corner of his living room, which has a dark red, leather like material couch and matching loveseat around a long glass and cherrywood coffee table sitting about two feet away from a large cherrywood T.V stand that has a large flat screen TV sitting onto of it. His walls are scattered with pictures of him, his friends and his family along with some decorative pictures as well.

"You're place looks great Zeke," I complimented as we went to sit down on his loveseat.

"Why thank you." He replied as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me a bit closer to him.

He got his phone out and messed around with it for a moment before he cleared his throat.

"Would some pizza be alright for you Jess?"

"Of course it would Zekey," I replied as I snuggled closer to him.

After he messed around with his phone for about five or so minutes then he put it down.

"So deary, would you like to play some games or watch some TV?" Zeke questioned.

"We should watch some TV, then game after the food."

"Sounds like a plan babe," Zeke said as he kissed the top of my head.

I grabbed the TV remote and turned it on. I went and found American Dad and put it on, then I snuggled up closed to him. We sat there and watched TV, snuggling until the food arrived. We enjoyed our meals, then Zeke got his Wii U hooked up and we started a game of Mario Kart.

After a good three hours, and some nasty words being exchanged, we had to turn the game off for a bit.

"Jess.." Zeke began.

"Don't. You. Dare."

"Jess I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were in first."

"You blue shelled me right at the end you cunt! Peach won because of you!" I screeched as he laughed lightly.

I glared at him as he got up and walked into his room.

"Jess, I think I have something that will help you forgive me," Zeke yelled from his room.

"You better not walk out here naked Zeke I swear to god," I growled.

He walked out holding a small, tin Yoshi box with a large smile.

"Is that, what I think it is?"

"It is my love," he stated as he sat down next to me.

He opened up the box and the sweet scent of weed filled my nostrils and a wide smile grew on my face. We ended up smoking for a good hour or two, and I was far past blazed by that point.

"So, do you want to go home babe?" Zeke asked with a huge smile on his face.

"Are you able to drive?"

"Sure am babe."

"Well let's go to my apartment then, and you're more than welcomed to bring your happy box too."

We stumbled down the hallway to the elevator, then out to his car. The ride home was truly a blur, but at the end of it, I was a bit more sober, what with fearing for our lives and such. Before we even got out of his car, Zeke had lite up a joint before I even noticed, but I was not one to turn him down, so we finished smoking and I was back at my comfortable high. We made our way to the elevator, and as we were about to get in, Adrian stepped out, and he was dressed very sharply, as if he were going on a date, which instantly stirred up my jealousy. He looked very startled seeing us, and Zeke puffed seeing him.

"So, where you going Adrian?" I questioned as I cocked my head to the side.

"Oh, I'm just heading out for dinner," he stated rather nervously.

"Really, this time of night huh?" Zeke mused.