Naya was left in the empty apartment again. Dianna and Lea had said goodbye and left for the night and the silence made it awkward for Naya. She let her eyes wander around, taking in every single part of her apartment. It was comforting, to see it that way and to be back again to a place where her heart could find peace and serenity. It was a little sad too, knowing that she and her best friend wouldn't be able to sleep in that same apartment together again.

She was brought back to life by her phone buzzing. It was Amber. Another call she received was from Jenna. After the long exhausting but enjoyable episodes of phone calls, Naya finally landed on the soft bed that seemed to smell so much of Heather and slept.

The next few weeks were pretty uneventful, Naya just drove to work, recorded a few songs and cooked her own dinners. It was not until three Saturday nights since she came back to Los Angeles. She was in the shower when her phone rang. It was Heather.

Oh, God, please don't let me end up crying again.

Naya looked at her phone, which was still buzzing and finally sighed deeply. She spoke to the phone as cheerfully as she could muster.

"Hey, Hemo, how are you?"

"Naynay…you would never, never believe this!"

"What?" Naya's voice was eaten by her curiosity.

"Are you standing or sitting?" Heather thoughtfully asked.

"Okay, I'm standing."

"Okay, we'll…umm…Nay…" Naya could hear Heather take in small breaths. "I'm pregnant."

"Wow." Naya was stunned. Her feet seemed to turn to water, yet she was standing. It wasn't the awkward, nauseating feeling she had felt the day Heather told everyone she's getting married. Yet, there seemed a grey cloud in her horizon.

"Hey, Naya," Heather called. "Are you happy?"

No. It still hurts, Heather.

"Yes. I am happy for you." Naya's voice sounded shaky.

"You sure, Naynay?"

"Yes," Naya chirped in cheerfully.

"Taylor doesn't know it yet but I will tell him once he gets back from his business venture in Hong Kong."

"He's in Hong Kong? Since when?" Naya could hear her heart pound.

"He left early this morning. Probably he's not in Hong Kong yet, or stuff," Heather said thoughtfully.

"Oh, okay. Well, congratulations Hemo. I'm happy for you," Naya said sincerely. It was genuine. She is truly happy for what Heather had. Even if she was out of it.

"Are you going now?" Heather talked with disdain.

"No. Not yet, but well, I was planning to go to a party."

Lies.

"Party? Mmm…you're living the life already Nay," Heather gave out a small chuckle.

If you only knew how much I'm dying, Heather. If only you know how much I feel like dying. If only you knew.

"Seems like it, Hemo," Naya faked out a chuckle.

"Who are you going with?" Heather asked.

"I don't know. But I'm sure I will find one." Naya lied again.

I'm staying alone. No party tonight. Not ever since you got married.

"Well, okay." Heather chirped. "I'm going to go get some cold Chinese and greens."

"Mmm…" Naya mumbled.

"You know I love them."

"I know, Hemo."

"Okay, Nay…I gotta go now. Bye. I love you."

I love you, too. More than I should.

"Okay. Bye, Hemo," Naya put down the cordless phone as she gave out a loud sigh. However, there was a ranting on her door to be answered. Whoever who the hell was knocking on her door would get a piece of her mind.

She flung the door open.

"Hey Bee!" Mark Salling's face was grinning from ear to ear.

"Mark!" She flung her arms around her old friend's neck.

"What the heck had happened to you?" Mark asked her.

"Ha-ha. What happened to you?" Naya motioned to Mark's hair, which was neatly cut in an army trim.

"Well, you see, we're like a lot older and…you know things change Naya."

"Think so." Naya looked happily at Mark.

"Look, I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier, I was in the Philippines for a concert."

"Nahh, don't be. And that's freaking awesome to hear that you're having a concert."

"Yeah, I can't even believe that. And it was a great place, really. You've never been there, right?"

"No. But, since you were here, could we at least go for a drink or two? I'll be down in a minute."

"Fine with me," Mark chuckled as he picked his way towards the couch and sat there, waiting for Naya to change.

Naya showed up just after five minutes. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a simple white tank top and a black leather jacket. She paired it with a hot set of boots. Mark gave a low whistle as she walked out of her apartment.

"What?"

"Literally hot."

"Shut up, Mark," Naya rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay." Mark held up his hand as they walked for Naya's car. A lot of thoughts flashed through Naya's mind.

Like I care for you, Heather. Like I care. Yes I do. More than enough.

Naya was stuck in her thoughts as she sat on the passenger's seat as Mark drove towards downtown Los Angeles.