The Run In Part 2

I'm a loyal person...an extremely loyal person. Once you're inside of my circle I have your back until the end of time. I know no one is perfect so I tend to give people chances...but at some point you have to cut off someone who keeps doing you wrong...right? Right. (wrong- in my case anyway).



I watched in shock as he sped off down the street. I stood there until I couldn't see his car anymore. After 5 minutes I finally went into my apartment slammed the door shut and plopped down on the couch. I just sat there staring at my phone because I knew he would call...any second now.


An hour passed and still no call...then another hour...and another hour. It was getting pretty late and I had work in the morning, so I started getting ready for bed, and then finally my phone rang. I picked it up without even glancing at the caller i.d. because I just knew it was him, but to my surprise it wasn't.


I heard my ex's voice on the other end of the phone and my heart dropped.

Him: I'm outside
Me: What do you mean you're outside?!?
Him: of you're apartment..can I come in?

::silence::

sigh...

Me: Yes..come in, but you can't spend the night.
Him: Ok

For some reason, I decided to turn my phone on silent, I don't know why I just did. I guess it didn't matter since Q wasn't calling me anyway.


2 minutes later my ex knocked at my door. I opened the door to find him looking depressed, he hadn't shaved and he needed a hair cut bad. His eyes were kind of glazed over like he had been crying...so I let him in because I knew he needed a friend. He didn't say a word, just walked down the hallway to my bed room and sat on the bed. I sat on the chair (since I didn't want him to get the wrong idea).

Me: So what's going on
Him: I'm just so unhappy..things...life..it isn't suppose to be this way man. Like how did I let myself get here.
Me: ....well when life gives you lemons make lemonade (I really didn't know what to say. This was a man that I used to love more than anything. he's my friend, but I guess apart of me is still bitter (well was).
Him: ::staring at me:: What's wrong with you...seems like your mind is somewhere else right now...
Me: No, I'm listening..tell me what's really wrong.


He went on and on for the next hour and I did my best to listen, but I honestly have no idea what he said. All I could think about is why hadn't Q called me by now. Reality snapped me out of day dreaming when I heard a knock at the door.

Him: Sweetheart, who the hell is knocking on your door at 1 a.m.
Me: I have no idea (i was scared...all sorts of things were running thru my mind).
Him: Let me answer it!
Me: No...stay right here...

I walked to the door with my iron in hand (it was my weapon). I peered thru the peep hole and almost had a heart attack when I saw Q standing there. I swung the door open looking at him like he had lost his mind.

Q: Why weren't you answering your phone, I must have called you 20 times!
Me: No you didn't..you ..couldn't have...

I realized I had turned it on silent hours ago.

Me: Oh wait..it's on silent..I'm sorry.
Q: Well can I come in?

The Ex: SweetHeart are you ok?!? (screaming from my bed room)
Q: Who is that?

::eternal silence::

Me: My ex.