I woke up with arms around my waist. I turned around to see Deron sleeping and last night's events came rushing back. I knew that he wouldn't remember as easily as I did.
I squirmed out of his arms as gracefully as I could and ran into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and leaned onto the cheep counter, wishing I had never left Austin. If I hadn't gotten a temporary apartment in LA, he wouldn't be here.
But he'd be out on the streets. I couldn't live with myself if something bad happened to him.
Damn my heart.
I snuck out of the bathroom and grabbed clothes from my dresser. I slipped back into the bathroom and got dressed quickly, stopping to brush my teeth and hair. I don't know how I'm going to handle this, but I know I can't handle it now. Not right after. Not when my heart hurts so much.
I moved through the apartment and out the door, keys in hand, and wallet and cell in pocket. I was down the stairs in record time and out to my Nissan Xterra. I had no where to go, but just sitting in my faithful car helped me. It would never do anything to hurt me. I think my car is my new best friend.
I needed someone to talk to. I needed someone to listen, and at least act like they cared. And the one person I thought I could count on is the one person I'm running from.
There are a few people I can call. Two women James introduced me to, Kylie and Katelyn. Kylie has been helping me write the script, and Katelyn is doubling as an actress and a make-up artist.
I was hesitant on calling them. I mean, I've only known them for a year at most.
But what other choice do I have?
"Hello?"
"Hey Kylie. It's Mandy."
"Oh, hey. Are we shooting today?" I shook my head, forgetting she couldn't see me.
"No, I just...ugh, I need someone to talk to."
"Okay...um, I was just about to go to Starbucks. Do you want to meet me there?" I sighed, grateful that she didn't get too freaked out.
"That's fine. Where is it?" She gave me the address and hung up. I dialed Katelyn's number, feeling foolish. Do I really need to bother both of them?
Truthfully, I need more than one opinion.
"Hey Mandy."
"Hey Katelyn. Can you meet Kylie and I at Starbucks?"
"Sure. Which one?" I told her the address and bid a goodbye. I put the car into gear and pulled out of the parking lot. For once I didn't have the CD player on for noise in the background. My thoughts took over the silence, which wasn't much comfort. What would they think of me? Surely they've made a mistake before.
Was it a mistake?
More importantly, would he think it was a mistake?
I walked into Starbucks, seeing them already sitting with their drinks. Katelyn waved as I got in line. I ordered my drink and sat down.
"What's up?" Katelyn asked as I stood from the car. I shrugged, not wanting to jump into it. "You mean to tell me I came all the way up here for nothing?" She sat up to her full height, all five feet and one inch, to playfully attempt to intimidate me. I cracked a smile.
"I made a mistake." Kylie raised an eyebrow as I took a sip of my Vanilla Bean Frappechino.
"What kind of mistake?" I sighed and plowed into my story. Neither one of them spoke until I was done.
"Wait, why did you let him go all the way?" Katelyn inquired. I smiled at her childish rhetoric.
"Because, well...drunk or not, I wanted it." I felt foolish admitting it, but it was true. She nodded and thankfully didn't push for more.
"I hate to say it, but you have to go back." I looked at Kylie as she gave me an apologetic face.
"You're right." I sighed and took another sip.
"Just tell him." Katelyn suggested.
"It's not that easy. It's not even close." I spat the last bitterly. Katelyn patted my shoulder consolingly.
"It'll never be easy. Just come out with it." Kylie added. I nodded and finished my drink.
"It's now or never." I mumbled, throwing the empty cup in the trash. "I can't thank you two enough." Katelyn smiled and Kylie shrugged.
If you can't beat 'em, might as well eat 'em;
No one's gettin' out alive →
"No problem. We're always happy to help a friend in need." I smiled at the word friend.
"Go get 'em Tiger." Katelyn said, hitting my shoulder. I gave her a look, to which her and Kylie laughed.
I'm sorry for the wait. Here's a sexy picture of Deron to make up for it.
[Friends]Desire flows like a waterfall[Deron Miller]07
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