I was sitting on the couch later that night with a glass of 2005 Clerico Tre Vigne Barbera that Paige had bought. I didn't really enjoy wine but it numbed the pain and right now that was what I needed. I picked up the files and started flipping through them. They weren't just names anymore they had faces, families, careers, and lives. I had lost ten people.
They weren't names to me anymore like they used to be. I was a sniper for God's sake, I mean, I had killed people more times than I could count. For some reason this was affecting me more than any other time. I flipped through the next file looking at the family picture. I felt a tear roll off my cheek.
I heard a knock on the door and I got up to get it. I got to the door and looked through the peephole and saw Dom with bags from the store. I opened the door with an expression that could kill. He took an impulsive step back before smiling awkwardly.
"Can I help you?" I said sarcastically. I was pissed and I needed someone to take it out on.
"Well For one you could leave so I can make a romantic dinner for the girl I like, secondly you could stop being an ass what have I done to deserve it." he said obviously in a hurry.
"Fine I'll get my clothes on and go down to the bar. Oh wait, this is my house I think I'll go sit in my room with a book and a six-pack of beer." I said getting angrier by the minute. I glared at him but I let him in anyways. I slammed the door and walked into the kitchen grabbing my six-pack in the fridge hoping it would keep me numb for the rest of the night. I turned around to find Dom looking at the files I had scattered all over the table.
"Hey those are mine put them down." I said with as much venom as I could muster.
"Who are these people, anyway? I mean are they ex boyfriends or coworkers in a previous job?" he said setting one down and looking at another.
"None of your business but if you really want to know they are the reason I am acting like this." I said storming to my room and slamming the door. I grabbed my laptop and my book flopping onto my bed. I sat for an hour until I heard the front door open and someone gasp.
"It looks amazing." I heard Paige say in the living room. I heard Dom whisper something to Paige who then came and knocked on my door.
"Hey it's me can we talk about what went down last night Erik told us that something happened." she said standing next to my door.
That bar was really starting to look appealing but there was somewhere else I could go. It would break another rule that was sacred among people like Paige and I. Never become close with anyone you work with. I was about to break that rule because of some stupid accident. I got up grabbing my phone and my leather jacket. I walked to the door sliding my knee high leather boots over my skinny jeans. I opened it walked past Paige to the door where my keys were hanging up.
"I'm going out. I probably won't be back till morning. Actually I'm going to grab an extra change of clothes so I don't need to come back here." I said to Paige and Dom.
I turned around and went back to my room going to my closet which was empty. I looked at the laundry baskets realizing they were full. I sighed and went to my dresser. I pulled open the sports drawer which contained shirts and jerseys from my favorite teams. I had shirts for the Seattle Seahawks, the Indianapolis Colts, the Seattle Sounders, the UW huskies, the Boise State Broncos, The Navy Midshipmen, Tony Stewart, Dale Earnhardt Jr., and the San Antonio Spurs. All these teams were hated in L.A. which made my life ten times harder but who gives a shit. I grabbed a pair of shorts and my old Boise State shirt from when I lived near there. I also grabbed my Seahawks embroidered jeans and jersey to wear tomorrow. I remembered I still had a bra at his house so I grabbed the rest of the stuff I needed and made my way to the door with a backpack.
"Hey see you tomorrow" Paige said without interrogating me.
I turned and walked to my car knowing interrogation would start tomorrow. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket as I started the car and felt the purr of the engine. I had one person to call and then I could relax and feel miserable inside. I dialed the number and by the second ring someone picked up.
"Hello." he said simply.
"Hi." I said feeling butterflies.
"Oh, Christy, hi. Umm, what can I do for you?" he said his tone changing.
"Well I hate to do this to you but can I stay at your place tonight? I have to be somewhere where I can sulk without getting the third degree of sympathy." I said saying more than I had planned to.
"Of course you are always welcome here." he said and could hear the smile in his voice.
I maneuvered through the cross streets and found my way to the house again. I pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. I got to the door and knocked. I heard someone walk to the door and then he opened it. I looked into his eyes as I walked in. I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pulling me toward the only furniture in the living room the couch. I let him pull me onto the couch but as soon as he did I sat up pulling my leather jacket off revealing my Indianapolis Colts shirt. I threw the coat onto my bag then I lost my boots. Next I undid my jeans pulling them off and throwing them in the same place.
"Damn you make it so hard to resist you." he said into my ear.
"Well then don't I need something to take this crap off my mind?" I said trying to get up.
"I would be there's a problem my favorite show is on." he said looking down at me.
"Oh, I see so after that I really need to sleep." I said.
"I don't know how much sleep we'll get but I guess we could always come down with a cold." he said laughing. I curled against his chest until I fell asleep with a guy I barely knew. I was enveloped by the warmth from his skin as he carried me to his room. I felt him lay me down on the bed before going to leave.
"Where are you going?" I whined half asleep.
"The couch, I thought you would find the bed more comfortable." he said looking at me.
"Well I'm in your bed and I need a companion so please come and sleep here." I said looking into his eyes.
He smiled and climbed onto the bed. He grabbed me and rolled me on top of him. I laughed before kissing him once again. It still felt like the first time I had kissed him and I could feel it leading to that again. I pulled my shirt off and then I felt him pull his off. I could feel the heat and I didn't want it to stop. I never wanted it to stop.