“Come on, Eli. Get it together.” Mumbling to myself as I feel the nerves spreading throughout my body.
Pacing around the living room, I can’t sit still. And I know if I do, I’ll have to fight myself to flee this conversation.
So much of this apartment brings memories flooding back. Glancing at the balcony, I laugh, remembering her face as I turned around, running into her, as the entire club was outside of her apartment while Z was waiting at the door.
“What’s so funny?” Drew asks from behind me.
“Just thinking about how I was completely willing to jump 3 stories, so he didn’t know I was here.”
She smirks for a moment as she steps closer to me. Glancing out the window as well. “Where did you hide?”
“Behind your bedroom door.”
“That’s a terrible hiding place.”
“I know, but where else was I supposed to go? He was already through the door when I got into the room. It was the first time I had ever been in your apartment and I didn’t want to make a noise of the door closing.”
She smiles again, nodding her head. “I guess that’s fair.”
There’s a long silence between us as we stand.
“Drew,” I say, turning to look at her. She matches my movements until we’re staring at one another.
“Stop,” she puts her hands up. “You came here to explain, so explain.” She tells me as she steps backward, sitting in the chair across the room.
“Okay.”
“Sit there.” She points to the couch. “If we’re going to do this, we have to have some ground rules.”
I can’t help that the thought of it amuses me.
“What would those be?”
“We stay on opposite sides of the room.”
“Why would we need to do that?” I tease her.
“Eli, stop. You know exactly why.”
Knowing she’s right. I nod my head.
“So, explain.”
“Where do you want me to start?” my voice cracks as I ask it.
“At the beginning.”
“Okay.” Nodding my head as I look up at her, my mouth starts before I can think about what I’m saying. “I never intended to fall for anyone, especially not you. It was so off the plan I didn’t even know how to handle it. I had these two boxes everything in my life seemed to fit in, and…”
“I didn’t fit into either of them.”
Slowly, I just shake my head.
“Sorry for being an inconvenience.”
“You were never an inconvenience.” I gasp as I get up off the couch.
“Separate sides.” She points to the couch.
