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As we pull up to the apartments, a familiar BMW catches my eye, and I study it as the girl who has been avoiding me steps out and walks toward the apartments. My jaw tenses because I have no idea what she’s doing here or who she’s here to see.
The apartments are one story and in a large L-shape. She walks up to one and knocks on the door as I coast into a parking spot far down from her and turn off my truck.
The door to the apartment opens, and I watch with rapt attention as Mika steps inside. Only, I can’t see a damn thing once she does.
“Who the fuck lives there?” I ask Whit.
Whit squints, trying to see, and she snorts out a laugh.
“Old Mrs. Penderson. Mika must have gotten roped into picking up her meds. That cranky old bitch pesters anyone she sees in town because she’s banned from the pharmacy after she tried to shoplift four bottles of aspirin.”
I visibly relax, and start to get out.
“You’re going to have to carry me. My legs have that numb thing going on and don’t want to work,” Whit tells me, slurring a little now.
Shit.
Reaching over, I slide her across the seat, lift her, and shut my door behind us as I carry her toward her apartment. Mika walks out just as I reach Whit’s door, and Whit calls to her.
“Mika! Did that old hag make you get her meds?”
Mika’s eyes jerk toward us, and she stiffens. Ah, fuck. This probably looks really bad.
“Tell that whore to shut her cocksucker!” Mrs. Penderson yells from the open apartment door.
Mika just stares at me, and I start to speak, but Whit is on a mission to fight with an eighty-year-old lady.
“Whore? I’m the whore? You shoplifted aspirin after you wore your vagina out at the Bingo party!”
“You wore your vagina out before you even hit twenty! At least my vagina is still smiling at me. Yours is dragging the ground!”
Fucking disgusting.
“Mika,” I call out, trying to stand Whit up against her door, but it’s like my voice snaps her out of her trance and she walks quickly to her car.
Whit slips and starts to fall, and I barely catch her in time, unable to chase Mika without letting Whit crack her skull open on the concrete. “Mika!”
She still ignores me and gets in her car. She speeds away as Whit continues to goad the old lady who hasn’t shut her apartment door.
“Hag!” Mrs. Penderson yells.
“Bitch!” Whit retorts.
“Slut!”
“Wrinkly old cunt!”
“Cooter funk!”
At that last one, I pick Whit back up and fumble with her door, while cursing my night.
All I wanted was a fucking beer with a friend while I talked to him about bullshit. Instead, I’m stuck in the middle of a name-calling war between an old lady and my ex, while the girl I’ve been obsessed with for the majority of my life drives away like she can’t stand the thought of seeing me.
As if the universe wants to add a dramatic effect to punctuate my shitty night, thunder rolls across the sky.
Fucking unbelievable.
Every second that ticks by is just another second for me to get pissed. By the time I’ve put Whit into bed, I’m furious.
