Eye for an Eye

Chapter 13

Arielle removes the eviction notice off the door, looking at it more closely and her stomach drops. it stated that ajrii had until 12am tonight to vacant the apartment or else she would be forcefully removed. arielle shakes her head and begins to bang on the door, letting out short, quick breaths.

"ajiri!! ajiri!! open the door!" she shouts and after a couple more knocks, the door swings open, ajiri appearing on the other side. she was wearing a old t shirt with a few holes in it, boxers-probably harry's and her hair was fading from the dark purple color to her natural black hair. arielle glances at her face and notices a cigarette hanging loosely from her chapped lips and her eyes are red, probably from lack of sleep or crying and she feels her heart shatter.

"ajiri.." she says, her voice cracking and ajiri stares at her with no emotion in her eyes and she glances at the paper in her hand. she snatches the eviction notice out of her hand and attempts to slam the door but arielle puts her foot between the door hinges, preventing the door from closing.

"ajiri" she repeats, pushing the door open with her foot and ajiri let's go of the doorknob, folding her arms across her chest.

"what do you want arielle?" she retorts, looking over the eviction notice in her hands.

"what's going on with you?" she says and points to the eviction notice. "why are you getting evicted?" she adds in a quiet voice and ajiri crumbles up the paper and tosses it behind her.

"guess they're tired of me" she replies, awkwardly laughing and arielle squints her eyes at her with a frown on her face.

"can we talk? please." ajiri stares at her for a few seconds before moving away from the door, letting arielle enter the apartment and she walks in, looking around. there were multiple moving boxes everywhere, some open, some closed, with items inside and there were clothes, shoes and empty food containers every which way she turned her head. ajiri picked up a empty mcdonald's bag from a chair and threw it on the ground with the rest and pointed at the chair so arielle can sit down. she took a seat in the chair and watched ajiri plop down on the couch, ashing out the half finished cigarette in the ashtray.

"what do you wanna talk about?" ajiri asks with a dull look on her face and arielle clears her throat, fidgeting in her seat, extremely uncomfortable from the feeling of the folding chair.

"I just want to apologize for the way I spoke to you in our last conversation. everything was happening back to back and I just felt like nobody understood where I was coming from" arielle admits, looking down at her lap and playing with her fingers.

"what you said to me was very rude and I wanted to gauge your eyes out" she says, taking a deep breath in. "but...you were right. if you didn't find him, he would be dead right now so I want to apologize to, for hanging up and not actually listening to you" she adds, arielle looks up and they lock eyes, staring at one another but not daring to say anything.

"are you okay?" arielle asks and she looks down, tears springing to her eyes and sniffles.

"honestly, no. I've been a wreck since harry left and went to rehab. I can't go see him because they only allow family visits right now and I miss him so fucking much. I feel myself going down this downward spiral and i'm scared ari. I can't get out of bed, I can't shower, I can't fucking think straight, I'm getting FUCKING evicted because I haven't paid rent since jerry left because all my money went to drugs and I know I told you I was broke because I paid the back rent but I lied ari. I spent it on fucking weed and liquor and cocaine and ari, im scared. I don't know what to do, I don't want to be homeless, I can't , I can't I-" ajiri says, putting her head down between her legs and sobbing. arielle quickly gets up, almost tripping over a pizza box and rushes to her, pulling her into a hug.