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But when she told me not to worry about taking her to court, like it was a run to the convenience store or something, I snapped. That’s how it started with Jessica. Always no big deal, she was going with some friends, it was best I didn’t go.
I knew it was a totally different, but I lost it anyway. I waited so long. Hell, I never thought I’d ever have her at all. But my damn insecurities took over and my temper fucked me. But then she told me she never asked me to rearrange my life for her. She may as well have hit with me a truck. It would have hurt less.
When I left, I knew she would run after me. But I waited in the hallway for ten minutes. I kept thinking she had to figure out what to say to take back what she said, but she never came. One of her neighbors came out and took their time locking their door and seemed nervous with me standing there so I took off.
I stayed away from the club. Not sure why. It’s not like she was going to show up after what happened. Maybe I was scared of Amy. I’m sure she got an earful yesterday about what happened. And I’m the bad guy. Which, maybe I was.
I was.
I could have talked to her after she was done in court, but instead I lost my shit.
I had been sitting here in my apartment unable to find anywhere to sit or sleep. Everything smelled like her. Peach and honeysuckle were in every nook and cranny. Even my side of the bed smelled like her. But I didn’t want to wash the sheets. What if she never came back to refresh the scent? That could be the last of what I have from her.
I wanted to text her but didn’t know what to say. I needed to go to her apartment. A text at this point didn’t seem to be enough. But what’s the point? So, I can look like a desperate puppy dog? She said what she meant. She didn’t come after me. She hasn’t contacted me.
I knew that creep requested a trial from social media. I only was looking to see if she had posted, which she hadn’t. She never posted a lot anyway, so I’m not sure what I was looking for. And thanks to that, the last pics of her were from the night she was attacked. Seeing those made my stomach turn. Seeing him touching her. I almost broke my phone from tossing it across the room.
I stood and went to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and stared in, but I didn’t really want anything. I had only snacked the last couple of days. I couldn’t muster up an appetite. I stood and slammed the fridge. I went and plopped down on the sofa again, sending her smell wafting up around me. I leaned my elbows to my knees and held my head in hands. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could take this.
I was still holding my head in my hands when I heard the phone ding from across the room. I stood and took a few long strides to grab the phone out of the floor. I almost couldn’t believe what I saw when I swiped it.
Lucy: You’re everything I never knew I wanted until I did.
My heart stopped. I had to see her now. I grabbed my keys and ran out the door.
I got in the car because I knew my legs wouldn’t take me fast enough. I peeled into a parallel spot near her building and ran inside. My muscles were aching for her as I replayed the text in my mind. She wanted me.
I passed the elevators and ran up the stairs to her hall and banged on her door. I didn’t hear anything but banged again. I shouldn’t have but I checked the door, and it was locked. I stepped back from the door before knocking again. Still no sounds at all inside. Nobody was there. Where the hell was she?
I ran my hands over my pockets. Shit. I didn’t have my phone. I walked back to the car and checked there. I must have left it at my apartment. But where could she have gone?
I got in the car and drove to the club. Jaz waved at me as I walked in, so I went to the bar.
“Hey, have you seen Lucy?” I asked from across the bar.
Jaz shook her head. “No, haven’t seen her or Amy in a couple of days. Hadn’t seen you, either. You ok, boss?”
I nodded then turned my back to her and looked around the club. They weren’t there.
“Hey, I’m gonna run. Everything okay here, though?” I asked.
“Yeah, we’re good. But you don’t seem to be,” Jaz said as she looked across the bar with wide eyes.
“Do me a favor, if you see Lucy or Amy just shoot me a text.” Not that it mattered right now.
Jaz nodded but I could see concern on her face. I wish I could make her feel better, but I was a mess. I forced a smile and left. There was one other place I could check.
I pulled in front of The Lounge. I hadn’t been there in ages. But it looked like they updated it. Much fancier than the club. I had a tight grip over the steering wheel as I looked over at the entrance. I didn’t think I would find Lucy here. But I had an idea whomaybe here.
I finally got the nerve to get out of the car and head inside. I looked around as I walked through the packed dance floor. There she was, cradling a cute blonde of her own. I stopped where I stood. I shouldn’t be here. I couldn’t barge into her date. Lucy wasn’t there, anyway.
I was about to turn to leave when she turned, and I saw the laughter fall from her face when she saw me. She leaned into the blonde’s ear and they both shot daggers at me as she left her at the bar and started power walking to me.
Amy’s face was fierce as she spoke, “You have a lot of fucking nerve coming here. And she’s not here. So why don’t you leave before you ruin my fucking night?”
“Amy, she texted me and I went to your place. She’s not there and I have to see her. I was a dick, a big one. I know,” my words were starting to get shaky, so I had to pause, “I know I was wrong. But I gotta make it right. And I wasn’t gonna bother her, butshetextedme. Please.”
Amy’s face was hard, and she tilted her chin up to me as she pursed her lips.
