after season seven

Chapter 9: Eddie

I just dropped off Buck at his apartment and I thought driving around through LA would help keep my mind off him but I was completely wrong. I can't help but worry about him and the fact that he doesn't even have a phone to contact me right now.

You know what? I'm gonna head back over there. It's not that late and there's no way I'll get any sleep if I head home so I may as well go check on him.

15 minutes later, I'm driving into the parking structure of the apartment complex and parking right next to Buck's car. I get out and head up to Buck's apartment.

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Buck! You in there?"

Buck opens the door after a few seconds. "Eddie? What are you doing here? Did I forget something in your car?"

"No, I just wanted to make sure everything is alright with you. You also have no way to contact me so I thought it would be best to stop by." I say as I walk into Bucks apartment.

Buck gestures to his kitchen island and we both sit down. "I could actually use your help for something."

"Anything. What do you need?"

"I was wondering if I could use your phone to call Tommy real quick."

"Tommy? Why?"

"I just need to talk to him about something and I have no other way to contact him right now."

I pull out my phone and slide it over to him. "Go ahead."

Buck thanks me and then takes my phone and steps outside of his apartment so he can speak to Tommy in private.

I can't help but feel concerned for Buck and his relationship with Tommy. He seems so tense all the time instead of the carefree Buck that I know so well. I know it's wrong, but I slowly stand and walk over to the door to try and listen in on his conversation. The phone isn't on speaker though so I can only hear Buck's muffled voice.

"Hey Tommy, I was just calling to see if you had any idea where my phone is."

There is a short pause before Buck speaks again.

"Yeah I'm with Eddie right now but I don't really see how that's relevant."

Another moment goes by before Buck responds "What? Of course nothing is going on with Eddie. Why would you even say that?"

What does he mean by nothing is going on with me. Does Tommy not like me or something?

"Please just answer my question, Tommy."

"What? You actually took my phone? Why the fuck would you do that? No. That's no excuse. Bring my phone back right now. I'm done talking to you."

I quickly rush back and take a seat before Buck walks back in and silently sits beside. "All good?" I ask, trying to make it seem like I didn't just hear every word of his conversation.

"Not really but I will be soon. You should probably head out though."

"You sure? I can stay for a while longer if you want to talk."

Buck just glances at me before closing his head and resting his head on the counter. "I think I'm going to break up with Tommy tonight." Buck states calmly.

"What? Why?" My tone sounds worried but I secretly feel relief. I always feel better when Buck isn't in a relationship with anyone.

Buck opens his eyes and glances over at me from his spot on the counter. "I just don't think he's the right person for me. I mean, he literally stole my phone this morning."

"He stole your phone?" I try my hardest to act surprised.

"Apparently he thought I was cheating on him so he stole my phone to look through my messages. It's so fucked up. He should have just talked to me instead of stealing my phone and disappearing this morning."

"Pendejo."

"What was that?"

"Nothing. Just do whatever is right for you, okay? But if I were you, I would break up with his ass immediately. Catch ya later."

"See ya."

I head out and make my way to my car when I run into the one and only Tommy.

"Hey man, what's up?" He asks and holds his hand out for a handshake.

I can barely look him in the eyes as I glare at him and roughly knock his shoulder as I walk by.

"What the fuck, man?" I hear him call out behind me but I just ignore him and keep walking back to my car. I don't even want to think about what I'll do if I ever have to speak to that motherfucker again.