Fight With Me (Fight and Fall)

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                  “I really have no clue why he’s bothering me. I first saw him at my work and he gave me the evil eye. It’s really weird. There’s something going on that I don’t know about. I want to find out what but I sure as hell won’t go all Nancy Drew on his ass. He fucking scares me,” I say truthfully.  
                  “Just be careful and watch your back, okay? I’m worried by what you told me. If you ever need to talk or you don’t feel safe, I’m here,” she says to me.
                  I don’t know her very well but from what I can tell, she’s good people. I really need to get friends of the female variety. Girl’s nights are something I need to start doing again. I can’t lean on Lucas all the time and I can’t wallow in heartache for Aiden. I need to follow her lead and grow a backbone too. I’ll save the crying and sobbing over a wounded heart for bedtime.
                  “Hey, I know this is kind of like, hey, be my friend, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. You know, like, have girl time. We could go shopping and bash men, or whatever is it that women do. I have no idea,” I say laughing.
                  “Yeah, that would be fun. I’m normally an introverted person, but when I saw that you were distraught, I had to see if I could help. Part of turning over a new leaf kind of thing,” she says.
                  I see the guy with beanie come up behind her, as I signal her of his arrival.
                  “Hey, Riley. You’re break is almost over,” he says to her smiling.
                  Is this her new boyfriend? He seems to really like her by the looks I see him give her.
                  “Okay, Robert. I’ll be over there in a second,” she says smiling back at him.
                  He walks back to the counter and I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
                  “So, is that your boyfriend?” I ask curiously.
                  “Robert? No way! He’s the owner, well, the son of the owner. He’s pretty much my boss,” she says.
                  “Well, he totally has a thing for you. Just saying. If you want to tap that, I doubt that he’d be opposed. Every time I look over at him, he’s practically drooling,” I say to her.
                  “He probably was just looking at somebody else when you saw him. Robert’s not like that with me,” she says, oblivious and in total denial.
                  “Let me text you my number so you have it in your phone,” she says changing the subject. “I’m Riley, if you didn’t realize by him calling me that,” she says laughing, reaching out her hand to shake mine.
                  “Nice to officially meet you, Riley. I’m Emma,” I say returning the shake.
                  She texts me her number and I save it in my contacts, hitting a bunch of buttons by accident. Fucking new phone! I feel like a caveman trying to understand how to use it.
                  I wave goodbye to her and walk out of the coffee shop. I start walking towards Lucas’s apartment, in a somewhat good mood. Well, at least a better mood than when I arrived there.
                  Today may have started out shitty but it definitely improved. Who knows? Maybe I just got through the heart of the storm and the sunset is waiting for me on the other side.
                  Who the fuck are you kidding, Emma? This is your life that we’re talking about. Fat fucking chance.
 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 4: My Heart’s Still Pumping…Barely
                 
    I open the door to Lucas’s, fond memories of him and I against the door last night. Memories that can never occur again. Those are naughty thoughts, Emma.
                  I go over to his

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