She found it hard to get out of bed Saturday and do anything at all. She managed to get out though, take a shower and get some breakfast. She didn't feel like doing anything so she just put on a pair of sweatpants and a worn out tee after her shower, not caring about putting on underwear or combing her hair.

She kept the blinds down all day, trying to shut out the neighbours since she knew they would have the yearly street party tonight at Nikki and John's place. She just stayed on the couch, watching one mindless TV program after the other. Her phone was on the table in front of her but not once did he reach out to her and she wouldn't take the first step. Not with how the evening had ended.

He spent his day pacing around his house, not able to find any rest inside him. He kept his phone either in his hand or in his pocket, hoping she would text or call, but nothing came. Several times he looked at her number, debating whether or not to reach out to her, but he didn't know what to say. He had almost kissed her and he didn't know how she felt about that. He knew she had only pretended not to notice to make things easier on him.

As the hours passed, he watched from his window how Nikki and John were putting up a tent in their garden. He hadn't planned on going to the party but as he watched them from his window, he knew he had to. Just for a few hours. There was something he needed to do.

He went through his freezer and found a pack of garlic bread. He quickly heated them up in his oven and carried them towards Nikki and John's garden as the party started. There was a table set up where everyone could place the dishes they brought and he put the garlic bread down and hoped it was acceptable enough. If not, he could always play it off as being a single guy who couldn't cook.

He walked around and was friendly towards everyone, playing his part as a good neighbour. He kept his eyes on Dolph, waiting for the right moment to strike. After an hour or so he finally saw an opening and he went over to the man with two beers in one hand and his phone in the other.

"Big turnout," he smiled and handed Dolph one of the beers.
"Yeah, everyone seems to have been able to make it this year," Dolph said.
"Well, not everyone," Roman looked towards Sierra's house.
"She's not welcome," Dolph said.
"So I've heard," Roman took a sip of his beer. "Can't say I blame any of you for making that decision. Not after what I've heard."

Dolph smirked and moved his beer to his lips.

"I gotta say, I envy you guys. You all seem to be happily married," Roman continued.
"It's one big round of play pretend," Dolph said.
"Really?" Roman grinned. "Could have fooled me."
"Our wives are boring. Take Dana," Dolph pointed at his wife. "Fucking boring in bed. Of course I fuck her but I'm not actually imagining her while doing so."
"So who's on your mind?" Roman asked.
"Sierra," Dolph answered.

Roman looked at him wide-eyed but Dolph just grinned back at him.

"Come on, don't tell me you don't watch her. She's the hottest piece of ass on this street and you fucking live right next door to her. If I lived in your house, I would be glued to the windows all day long," Dolph said.
"But if that's the case, why did you rat her out to Dana for coming on to you? Why not just fuck her on the side?" Roman asked.
"She never came on to me," Dolph laughed. "She turned me down. Fucking slut wouldn't even kiss me. One day, man. One day I'm gonna fuck her and everyone will know I was right about her. But till then she just got a lesson that no one turns me down."

Roman nodded and emptied his beer in order to keep himself from talking. He knew if he opened his mouth to say anything, he would shout at Dolph and tell him some not so pleasent things. He needed to stay calm.

"Karaoke!" John shouted.

Roman looked towards him and saw that he had put up a big screen connected to a computer. Roman nodded a goodbye to Dolph and calmly walked over to John while he looked at his phone and stopped the recording he had just made. Time to put a stop to this party.

"Is is possible to hook my phone to that thing?" He asked.
"It is," John answered. "You got a song on it you wanna sing?"
"Just a small greeting to the neighbourhood if it's alright," Roman said.
"Of course, man," John said.

John helped Roman hook his phone in and everyone went quiet and looked at the two men.

"Alright, I give the word to Roman," John said.
"Thank you, John. And thank you all for welcoming me to the street. One thing I quickly learned from you all was that there's a rumour going around that you all seem to believe for some weird reason. Let's put a stop to that, shall we?" Roman said.

People started mumbling around him and he held a hand in the air.

"You all seem to think a certain way about Sierra," he continued.
"She's a slut!" Nikki shouted.
"Is she? Is she really?" Roman stared her down. "How about watching this little conversation I just had with Dolph minutes ago?"

He pressed play and Dolph's face lit up the screen. Everyone listened as he admitted to have been lying about Sierra. Dana broke down in tears straight away as she heard how he trashtalked her abilities in bed. As soon as the recording was over, Roman put his phone back in his pocket.

"Once you all start sobering up tomorrow, I think you should all do the grown up thing and apologize to Sierra," he said.

Again people mumbled but no one dared to say anything loud.

"Two years!" Roman raised his voice. "For two years you've treated her like shit due to one man's lie! Fucking suck it up and apologize!"

With those words he turned on his heel and walked out of the garden and straight to her house. He kept ringing the door bell, just holding it in for several seconds until he finally drove her crazy enough to come unlock the door.