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Fucking sunlight pouring through my window.
I’m still in my bed and still alive. My head aches like a mutha.
I open them and see a figure standing before me.
Wild honey blond curls come into view when my vision starts clearing and then a face of beauty.
The face of beauty of a woman I could be with, but I’m not because I’m an asshole and she can do much better than me.
Thank fuck she knew that and stopped sleeping with my ass.
She might not be sleeping with me anymore but Mimi is still pissed as fuck with me.
She folds her arms under her breasts and glares at me as I continue to lay there.
“Where are they?” I ask.
Now those brown eyes of hers flash with fiery indignation.
“The sluts?” Her hands fly to her hips. “I threw them out. Fucking hell Gabe, you need help.”
I roll my eyes at her and pull the sheets over my head. I don’t want this shit today. Not today or any other. They all think I have a sex and alcohol addiction.
Well everybody except for Nick. He’s too loved up with his wife to see for shit.
The sheets pull from my face and Mimi is standing over me staring me down like she’s ready to beat the shit out of me.
I smile and think of something that should get rid of her.Quick.
“Doll, either you get in this bed and let me fuck you or you leave me the fuck alone.” I smile.
One slap across my cheek makes me bolt upright and by the time I sit she sends a fist smack in the middle of my face and another before I can recover. Her fist balls at her side and she glowers at me like she’s not done yet.
The thing about it is, I could probably let her continue - just to feel. Just to make mefeel. Feel something more than what I do, or don’t, feel.
I feel bad I hurt her when she was probably the second woman in my life to love me and I completely fucked that up.
I’ve known Mimi since I was twelve. She’s eight years younger than me and I swear to God she loved me right from we met. The thing is, I knew. I knew how she felt all that time and that’s why I feel like such a prick. I don’t want to see her today either.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe deciding to take on a different strategy, but the anger doesn’t leave her beautiful face. In fact she looks more angry with me if that’s possible. “Mimi…”
“Don’t… because you aren’t. You don’t know the meaning of the word,sorry.You don’t know I’m stupid enough to continue to be a friend to you after you screwed with my head. You don’t know I still love you enough to worry over your stupid ass, you fucking prick.”
Fucking hell, she’s on fire.
“Mimi I –”
Another slap to my face shuts me up. She’s lucky she’s not a guy. No guy who thinks he can lift a hand to touch me has lived.
“Shut up, I’m talking.” It’s only now that her face softens. “You need to either stop this shit with all these women, or get help. I came in here this morning and found the women going through your stuff. One of them had a grand in cash in her purse. I know money is nothing to you, but think about what else could happen. Someone could kill you Gabe.”
“Maybe that’s better.”
She reaches forward and cups my face. Her fingers on my skin are cool, and soothe the area where she just slapped.
“She wouldn’t want you to die.” She shakes her head and a tear runs down her cheek. “Charlotte wouldn’t want you to die, and neither do I. Please, stop this shit Gabe.” She releases me and the door opens.
I frown when Salvatore walks in.
