As I got closer to home the knot in my stomach got tighter. I had already decided that things were going to be ok but because I over thought everything all the time, I almost managed to convince myself they wouldn't be. I shook my head; I really just needed to stop this nonsense. Kim and I fought all the time; we were like sisters in many aspects. Sometimes people found it hard to believe we stayed friends for so long. I suppose we both grew accustomed to the fact that we were so much alike in regards to our bad tempers and big mouths, not appealing qualities but at least nobody ever got the better of us when we were united. Other than that we were day and night, we didn't have much in common, so I guess that is why we would butt heads so much. In about 15 minutes she and I were going to have a talk though. Let's just hope we both survived it cause if one of us went off then the other was bound to also.

What should have taken 15 minutes took 45, "Damn traffic" I mumbled. I pulled into the lot where I parked. There was a little silver convertible there; I think it was a convertible. It was far too nice to belong to anyone in this building. I pulled into my space and grabbed my stuff getting out of the car and eyeing the car one more time. Then I saw the door pop open and someone was getting out. I watched him thinking he almost looked like someone I had seen before. Looking at him a little more closely, as he began to approach me. I realized I did know him; it was Steve the bartender from the club the other night. He walked quickly and was in front of me in no time.
He smiled at me, "Hi, Becca, Do you remember me?"
"Yea, Steve the bartender, Jon said you where friends" I smiled back
"Jon wanted me to stop by and drop these off to you." He said as he held out a set of keys.
"What? He made you come here to give me keys?" I questioned. "I am fine, I don't need them."
"I insist" He balanced them in my hands with the other stuff I was carrying.
"No, you can take them." I said "I really don't need them." I insisted.
" No you keep them and if you don't need them don't use them" he laughed. "I am sorry if I sound rude. But you're keeping them, and if you don't want them call Jon and argue with him." He laughed
I looked at him like he had lost his mind. "Ok" I said looking at him strangely.
"Look" he said. "I really don't mean to be like this but I never got home till five thirty this morning and about thirty minutes later my phone is going nuts." He was waving his hand around as he spoke.
"It's Jon and I need to get these keys to you right away, He just wouldn't leave me alone." He laughed as I just continued to stare, faking a smile.
"Anyways, there they are keep them, make him happy, so he will leave me alone." He smirked.
"Ummm Thanks." I said as I nodded my head. I was goanna kill him was all I could think.
You're welcome he began to walk away before turning back and looking at me he yelled.
"There are two things; He said to water the plants for him." He shrugged after he said it, after all it was an inside joke.
"And I never thought Mox would want me to give his keys to some woman." He laughed again and winked at me.
"Nice to see you again, Becca." He walked back to his car and I made my way inside.

Getting into the apartment I noted that last night must have been a night for Tequila shots there was evidence of it all over. I just shook my head. Kim was not anywhere to be seen but there were faint snores escaping her bedroom. Not her, but no doubt some guy. I wasn't going to wake her and I thought about cleaning up the mess of the living room but I didn't want to do that either. Instead I went in my room and closed the door locking it behind me. As my phone vibrated in my hand looking down at it, I seen it was Jon….Keep the keys, Becca! Just be a good girl. Now if you need them you will have them.
I smiled he was such a stubborn brat. I could tell he was use to having it his way. I texted him back
Me…..You know you shouldn't sound so demanding I might not listen. I suck at taking orders. On the other hand you're sweet.

Jon… That was not demanding princess.

Me….. Just a little. Not so much what you texted but what you did. You're sweet to offer but I am not staying there.

Jon….If you need to, then you can, that's all I am saying.

Me…. Thanks, I am fine

Jon…. Good , I will talk to you later.

Me… later

He really was a sweet guy. He must have been a player though, the way Steve said I never thought Mox would tell me to give his keys to a woman, had me thinking. There must have been a something going on there. I may have just been reading into it but I thought there really may have been something to it. A light knock on the door tore me out of my thoughts.
"Becca, you in there?"
"Hold on." I answered getting up to go over and unlock the door. I sighed and reminded myelf to stay calm. I unlocked the door and she immediately opened it barging in.
"Look I know you're pissed you have every right." She whispered
"Why are you whispering?"
"Cause I need your help, Eric stayed here last night." She looked at me
"yeah and?" I asked waiting for her to elaborate.
"Well I want him to go, He wouldn't last night." She looked down at her feet.
"Kim, what the hell were you thinking?" I shook my head at her.
"I wasn't thinking, Just come stand in the living room, When I tell him to go." She begged
"Fine, You need to stop this" I lectured.
She turned to the door looking back to me, Sorry."
"I know, you will make it up to me."
As she walked out the door. " She said you know I will."
I stood there in the living room. Watching here make her way into the room being careful to leave the door open. I heard her speak
"Eric, Becca's home so can you leave, so she and I can talk?"
"You guys can talk in one of the other rooms" I heard him bark out.
As he sat up on the bed beginning to complain I saw him notice me out of the corner of his eye. His disposition changed and he became a little nicer. This was the yet another sign of why I thought he was a creep. He looked over at her as she sat next to him on the bed whispering to her. I couldn't hear him but it reminded me of someone.
"Kim." I called out.
The two of them looked over at me.
"One second." She called
He exchanged a few more quiet words with her and stood up dropping the sheet in front of me.
"Not impressive, at all. "I smirked.
He mumbled something and Kim exited the room closing the door.
"Thanks." She whispered.
Throwing myself on the couch, I said
"I hope you're going to clean this up." Pointing at the mess.
"I will." She sighed.
The unwanted guest made his way out of the bedroom and to the front door, giving me a sideways glance as he left. I don't think he liked me. I think I was over it though. Kim walked over to the door unlocking it. He leaned down and kissed her, it looked sloppy and rough. "I will talk to you soon he said." He made his way into the hall way and she closed the door behind him, locking it. I waited a few moments shooting her a look.
"What the hell was that, Kim?"
She walked over to me quickly. "Shhh let me make sure he left."
She walked over to the window and peered out of it. Looking back over at me she said, "Its ok, he's gone."
I shook my head at her. "No Kim it is not ok."
She looked at me puzzled.
"What the hell was that?" I questioned again.
"You're mad at me I know that, just don't not now." She made her way over to the couch and sat down slowly beginning to cry. I knew I was in for a long one and I had heard it all before.

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