You Will Be Mine | editing |

Old Friend Same Ways?

Taissa's P.O.V.

I walk around the city I love so much, alone. I've been through so much here, have so many memories. I remember moving here out after high school. I used all my savings, of 15,000 dollars, to pay for everything. I remember the tiny apartment I had; that's where Danielle and I first met. We were roommates but became best friends instantly.

I call her up to tell her the exciting news but instead she asks to meet up with me. I'm just by her place so I go to her. She greets me with a huge, tight hug.

"What's that for?" I ask smiling

"For having Kellin call me!! I don't know what I would ever do without you, Tai."

"Well, you'll have to figure it out soon."

She gave me a weird look, "why?"

"Remember that guy I told you about? Evan."

"Yeah! That really creepy guy?"

I frowned. I did tell her he is creepy, but that was before I got to know him. "Yeah... We'll turn out he's not creepy. He's.... He's perfect."

"Taissa, you told me that he follows you around and gives you weird stares. Sounds like he wants to rape you. I wouldn't be alone with him, or he may actually do it."

"Dani, uhhhhh. We... We already had sex."

"WHAT! What happened to Miss I'm-waiting-until-my-wedding-night Farmiga!!! How many times has Dylan tried with you but you give it up to some random dude!"

"Danielle, I know it's strange but he's different. He's-"

She places her hand on my shoulder, "T, all guys want you to think that but not all guys are."

"I know that! He treats me like a queen. He bought me groceries today and made me a gourmet breakfast! Plus, he asked me to move in with him."

She nearly spat her drink out. "TAISSA! How long have you know him?"

"Danielle, there's more. We're-We're moving to London. He's offered a new position and he's taking it."

"Taissa, have you really thought this through? What're you gonna do while he's at work? Are you getting a job? What about money?"

"Yes! We discussed this together. I'll be going to school and, well, he will be paying for it all. Don't give me that look! He has a lot of money and he doesn't know what to do with it. He said he'd love to spend it on me, D!"

"This is all crazy. Lemme guess, you're leaving tomorrow?"

"No! We're leaving in three weeks."

She hugged me. "Well, as long as you're happy. But I need to meet him!"

"Okay! I will call you tonight about a date!"

"You better, Farmiga!"

"Of course, Leone!" I hugged her once more and we departed.

It took me about fourth-five minutes to walk to Evans. I knocked on the door and no one answered. I knocked again, louder. Maybe he's moving stuff around. I call his cell but it goes to voice mail. I realize I don't have a key. I should've got one earlier. I decide to go to the cafe by his house and have a light meal. On my way there I saw Evan sitting with a guy who looked about his age. I didn't want to intrude so I ran the other way. I texted him letting him know where I am.

Evan's P.O.V.

What the hell is he doing in New York? I moved from California so I would never see anyone I knew from high school again. Maybe he's not here to see me. Yeah, he probably doesn't even recognize me. I didn't see him at the seven-year meet up. Why is he staring straight at me and walking my way. I shuffle everything into my car as quickly as possible. Just as I'm to get in the drivers seat, Rich puts his hand on my car and says, " Evan! It's me, Rich- from high school."

I give him a weird look. "He-hey."

"Dude, it's been so long! How've been?"

"Fine." I answered uninterested.

"I was in town and thought I saw you the other day and then I saw you walking last night around here. I thought I would see if you came out again. I miss you, bro."

"Yeah.. My girlfriend lives here."

"You finally have a girlfriend?! Sweet bro. Finally gettin some ass." He winked.

"Right. Well I gotta run. Nice seeing you. Bye." I get in the car.

He stops the door, "Come on, Evan. You're still mad? It's been over seven years."

"Listen Rich, I'm not interested in talking with you. I moved here to be alone, so if you don't mind..."

"Just come for a drink, on me. Please?"

I sigh, "alright one hour."

"Great! Well, since you've got the better car, do you mind driving?"

I roll my eyes and motion him to get in. We drive to fancy bar by my house. We don't really talk on the way there.

We walk in and I sit in my usual spot.

"So what do you do now, Evan?"

"I work at a rehabilitation company as a billing manger."

"And that makes you so wealthy?"

"Yes, but also I still have money saved from my mothers life insurance, and my grandparents left me a lot of money."

"Ah, so that's why your girlfriend stays."

"Fuck you, rich. I'm leaving."

"Oh come on, Evan! It's a joke." He nudged me. We make more small talk and I feel my self get drunk. We start to talk about our lives and he tells me how he's broke.

A familiar waitress comes over with more drinks. "It's on the house, boys." She says with a wink.

"L-let's go to myyyyyyy place." I said slurring my words. I hear my phone ring but am too late to get it. Oh well, whoever it is will call back if it's important. We walk to my apartment because driving drunk would ruin my car. After a five-minute walk we arrive. I open the door and walk to my bar. I mix up four shots and set it in front if us.

"To friendship!" Rich yells. I clank my drink to his and down it. This feels so liberating.

"Ev, you knooooow I neva meant to do dat to ya. I luuuuuuuuuuuurrrrv you. You're my bro, brah!"

"It's allll good Richard!!! I lavh you too man!"

"I am wondering if I could borrow money dude."

" Totally!!! How much?!"

"Twenty-thousand."

"Wha-what? I'm sorry, man, bu-but I just don't haaaaave it to spare."

"I was afraid you'd say that." He says while pointing a gun at me.

"R-Ra-Rich? What are you doing?" I said, almost sobering up instantly. Before he could answer, Taissa walks in. Shit.

"Hi Evan, I'm home. Who's this?" Rich's back was to her, so she didn't see the gun. He turned to her, still holding the gun. "What's going on?"

"Taissa, just go in the other room."

"NO! You sit here, bitch. No one leaves my sight until I get the money." He yells.

"Al-alright. Let's go to the bank."

"Okay, but first I want her." He says pointing to Taissa.

"No. Rich, you're drunk. I'll get you the money, then you can leave."

"No, no, no!! I make the orders around here."

"Stop, Richard. Come on. Let's just talk abo-"

I hear the gun shot but feel no pain. I know they say you go into shock but I feel nothing right now.

That's when I realize it wasn't me who's shot.