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"Why won't you come out with us?!" My best friend, Vee whined.
She called me up, wanting to go to the club with our other friends, but I wasn't really up for it.
"Vee, I went out last weekend, and I'm exhausted. I haven't had any good sleep in three weeks, and I just wanna rest. But, I promise we can do whatever you want next weekend." I said, trying to compromise.
"Ugh! Fine, but you better be prepared, cause we gonna get fucked up. Now get some rest. I love you."
"I love you, too." I said, before getting off the phone.
As I was finishing up, with cleaning my kitchen, there were frantic knocks on my door.
Quickly and quietly, I made my way to the living room, grabbing my gun I had hidden under my coffee table.
Since I'm a woman and I live alone, I have to have some kind of protection, if someone tried anything with me.
Stalking to the front door, I looked through the peephole seeing, Chase. One of my friends.
Unlocking my door, I snatched it open.
"Why the fuck are you beating on my door like that?!" I yelled, coming face to face with him.
"I'm sorry, I just really needed to see you." He said, making his way in the house.
Slyly putting my gun in another hidden compartment by the door, I made my way back to the living room, where he was pacing back and forth.
"What's wrong with you? You're acting weird." I asked, sitting down.
"I just-I'm- Ugh!"
What the fuck?
"Chase! Sit the fuck down, and breathe. You're making me dizzy with all this back and forth moving."
He better get to the point, cause I'm ready to lay down.
"I'm sorry. It's just, I can't stop thinking about you." He said, coming to sit by me.
"I'm fine, Chase. You don't have to worry about me." I said taking his hand, and giving him a soft smile.
"I know that, but I've been thinking about you, in another way." He said, looking deeply into my eyes.
Is he trying to say he likes me?
"Wait. What? I'm confused."
"I like you, Bliss. Actually, it's more than like. I love you." He said, blowing my fucking mind.
This shit didn't make any sense.
Eight months ago, I came out and told him that I had feelings for him, and he politely rejected me, saying he loved me, but only as a friend. And he said, he still had feelings for his ex.
