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Part 85 - Sure

Gosh, I know I need money but the idea of working straight 6 days is slowly killing me :D. I don't have time to read your stuff, other people stuff, I just wake up, go to work, go home, fall in bad and that's it. Tuesday is my day off and I refuse to do anything! Alright, that's it for my complaining :D. I wish you blasting day, I'm off to work again. Enjoy ^.^
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(Craig POV)
I woke up fully sweaty. I still had perfect memory of previous pictures from the red room. About the poor guy. I still had perfect memory of searching through the maniacs looking for hitman. I still had a person memory  of sentencing the poor guy to death.

I wasn't ready for something like this. True, I wanted to get him know better, I wanted to live like he does, show him I care about him, do things he usually does, but it was too much for the start. Maybe that was the sign to let him go from my life.

I missed my best friend so much. I was still pissed about what he did to me but I was used to his treatment, and now more then ever I needed him by my side.

I tried to call him for the millionth time but he had his phone turned of. I sighed and walked to the kitchen to make myself a breakfast.

I should start living again. I need somebody beside me, somebody who won't lie to me, who won't stab me in the back. Who's living normal life, without killing and torturing.

After the breakfast, I head to my room upstairs and turned the PC on. I wrote the familiar website address and looked though my messages.

Oh, man! Many too old people want me. Too young for me, oh hi there. You're hot actually.

I opened the message from some guy named Cartoonz, 34 years old, pretty handsome, man.

Cartoonz: Hi.

Well, he's 34. He doesn't have reason lying to me like Tyler did, right? Let's give him a try. He look like daddy I need. Oh fuck, he wrote almost a month ago. That's not good.

MiniLadd: Hello there! Sorry it took me so long to answer you. How are you?

I went thought so many websites, searching for any suitable job for me. I sent my CV to eight big companies, before I head back to my dating website. My heart was racing when I saw Cartoonz responded.

Cartoonz: Great actually. And you?

Well this is a bit awkward start. I need to get things moving.

MiniLadd: You replied to my message so you can imagine my happiness. Wanna meet up? Get to know each other over the wine or a good meal.

I pressed send, then nervously took a deep breath. I knew I had to sound desperately, or really pushy, but I hated chatting with somebody. I preferred meeting with him face to face.

Right then I heard my phone going crazy. I looked at it and my heart starts to race when I saw Tyler's name on it. I waited a few more long seconds before I answered him.

"Yeah?" I started the conversation, moving myself to the bed.

"Hi. What are you doing?"

Finding myself a date. Can I even tell you this? Do I want to?

"Craig?" He said again, this time a bit worried.

"Sorry, just thinking. Well I was looking for new job a few minutes ago," I edited the truth, which didn't make me feel completely awful. 

"And? Do you need any help? I'm free tonight."

He said he still loved me, right? Oh God. This is gonna be so tough. I know for sure I have some feelings for him, but he hurt me so much. I don't want to feel hurt again. And it was him who didn't let me finish, who propose the friendship in the first place. How can he say he loves me, and right after that he offers me a friendship.

"Still waiting for the fucking answer."

I took a deep breath, staring at the ceiling. It was so hard to think about things.

"I know, sorry. It's ok, I'm done now. But you can tell me some story."

I caught myself smiling. I loved Tyler's voice. It was deep and so interesting. And the moments he snickered, or laughed? I lived for those moments. But it was all in the past.

"A fucking story? What story?"

I felt like walking on the thin ice. The conversation were too awkward. I was lost over my feelings towards this man, my body split into two sides, fighting against each other. I knew he waited for my unspoken answer to his feeling and I wanted to move on.

"Forget it. I'll call you later, ok?" I said, little bit down.

"Wait!"

I didn't give him any more chances and cancelled the call. With loud sigh I walked towards the PC. Right when I was sitting down I got a text message on my phone. I looked at the display.

T: Sorry if I said something I shouldn't have.

C: Don't worry about it.

T: Craig, is something wrong?

I growled and put my head on the table. I tried to count my breathing, tried to get my thoughts into one straight line. After a while I decided to reply.

C: No. I just have to think about yesterday. I guess it's nothing for me.

T: We're still friends, right? Or is this your way how to politely say fuck off?

Why do you need to be friends? Why do you want it? And why can't I let you go completely? I should.

C: Yeah, we're friends.

I went over my dating website and right then my world stopped. I looked at the words.

Cartoonz: Sure.

Sure? Sure? Sure? Oh God, what have I done? Evan!