On my way out of my apartment building I stop by a small coffee stand for the daily news before I begin my brisk walk to work. I hope we run into Iden. I sigh it's like this every morning, all I here from my inner self is Iden this and Iden that. Not that I don't enjoy thinking about him, but I did break up with him. Don't forget to tell them you broke his heart like a cheap cigarette and rub it into the ground!

Ignore him… Anyway we're nearing my office. Don't let him kid you. He works at a car dealership. Yes, but I make damn good money selling half ass, over priced cars to giggling little girls with daddy's credit card. I smile; yes I am very good at my job that's why as I walk in 15 minutes late no one says a word.

This morning the place is quite, not a lot of people buying cars today. I walk along the tiled floor, passed Becky who works at the desk and through a door leading to the back where my office is stationed Oh wow; the break room became your office? I shrug that off and pour myself a glass of Coke Zero from the container in the fridge clearly labeled "Jordan's don't touch"

She won't mind if I take a cup. I'm always borrowing her things and she's never once said anything to me. I guess that's just because she's a good hearted girl even if she is a little, scary sometimes. Scary? She tried to sign us up to do porn! I smile to myself, she only appreciates my body. I walk out of my office and down another long hallway to the back rooms. This is where we keep all our cars we "Fix up" I see some of the guys working on the cars but no sign of Iden. Oh didn't he tell you we work together?

Yes, Iden and I work together; have been for about 2 years. This very room is the first place I ever saw him. He was working under the hood of some GMC and was cursing up a storm because he had gotten his hair stuck around a bolt. That's the reason I gave him my bandana, so it'd never happen again. Little did I know that the little piece of cloth would start this whole mess...

Ah, I see him now he's under a black SUV and he seems to be having a little bit of difficulty. Walking over and squatting down resting on my haunches I take a peek under the car; what I see next shocks me. Iden is tugging on a long strand of what can only be his hair. His face is red and his eyes are red, tears still stain his cheeks. "Are you alright Iden?" He looks up at me and blushes letting go of his hair immediately to wipe away his tears.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine Kain. I took off my bandana for a moment and this is what happened" Help him jackass! I crawl under the SUV and start my work on untangling his hair from around what I think is and air hose. After it slips to lie on top of him I look at him and a twinge of guilt hits me.

"Are you alright Iden?" He nods "What would I do without you Kain?" He scoots out from under the vehicle and walks off most likely to the rest room to clean up. I lay there under the car for a moment longer. He's in pain, I know it what was your first clue? He's not one to cry just because his hair got caught. Hell, his hair usually gets caught a lot at work. I'd expect him to curse before crying. Are you really so dense to see he was crying because it was a reminder of you? That you were the one who first helped him get untangled from an act like that? God sometimes I think I'm the smarter one of us.

Oh well, he wouldn't want me back now. What kind of jerk would I be if I asked him back out. I'm the one who said all those awful things to him in the first place.

Flashback

There's the sound of something being thrown. "God damn it Iden! I told you I didn't want you to go! Do you know what you do? You get all dressed up and go out to make me jealous! To make men follow you home and then have me take care of them? You're nothing but a two bit whore!"

End Flashback

Yes I said all those awful things to him. So instead of getting shot down like the twin towers I'd rather just leave him be. Oh yes, let's just go on like a lost puppy then. Pushing that thought from my head I walk back to the front of the building and find a customer. This should be easy; she's blonde, preppy looking, and holding daddy's credit card.

I smile and walk over to her as she looks over a red Corvette "Are you finding everything to your liking?" Great, another Employee of the month award to hang in our room.