Relentless

Ten;

As soon as I walk through the front door, I plop down on the couch with a huff. I now wasn't in the mood to read, or do anything for that matter, even though I went out of my way to pick up some new books. I grab my phone from the armrest of the couch and unlock the screen. I knew I had a text, because it went off while I was still driving, but hadn't checked it yet.
What's wrong? - Rydel
Bad headache, just want to sleep it off.

I put my phone back down, after turning it on silent. I wasn't in the mood to hear it go off every time I had a new text or call, not that it happened often. Riker and Rydel are really the only ones I talk to lately, so if my phone actually did go off from one of the two, I just didn't want to hear it.

I stretch out on the couch, with one of the throw pillows under my head, and lay there in silence.

As I lay there, all these different questions start to run through my mind. Why did Rocky call me yesterday? What did he need or want to talk about? Did Riker talk to him yet? Is he going to? When will everything go back to the way it was? Is it ever going to? Is it even possible to?

I sit up and run my fingers through my hair to push it out of my face. For some reason, I couldn't stop asking myself those questions. I felt like I needed to talk to someone, but who? On the other hand, I don't really want to talk to anyone.

Right now, I was actually starting to get a headache. I let out a breath, as I push myself off of the couch, before I make my way into my room. Opening my nightstand drawer, I search for some Excedrin or some generic pain reliever, only to find an empty bottle, one that I forgot to replace after I got home from tour. After throwing the bottle into the trash can I have in my room, I make my way back out into the living room, and open my purse, hoping to find something.
"You've got to be kidding me." I say aloud to myself as I take out yet another empty bottle, only to remember I took all of the medicine when I was constantly crying, which caused major headaches and migraines before I left tour.

Throwing another bottle away, I grab my purse, keys, and phone, and make my way to the door. Just as I open the door, I almost run into someone. Looking up, to realize it's Rocky.
"What are you doing here?" I say, crossing my arms over my chest, after closing and locking my door. I was definitely not in the mood to see or speak to him.
"I overheard Rydel and Riker saying you were staying home today, and since you hung up on me yesterday, I wanted to come by and talk to you."
"Now's not a good time, I was just leaving." I take a step forward, only to have Rocky step in front of me.
"I'll go with you."
"No. You won't."
"Then I'll wait for you to get back."
"You won't do that either."
"Why not?"
"Because, you want to talk, and I sure as hell don't. I have nothing to say to you, and you should have nothing to say to me. So if you'll excuse me, I need to go." With Rocky still in front of me, I push past him and make my way to my car as quickly as possible without running. I lock the doors immediately. Turning the car on, I back out of the spot as soon as it is in reverse. 

Once on the actual road, I relax, knowing I'm away from Rocky. Why was he even at my apartment? What makes him think I'll actually talk to him, especially after everything he's caused? 

For a moment, I forgot where I was even going, only to realize the pounding in my head was now worse. After making a U-turn at the next street, I make my way to the closest CVS.

Walking into the store, I make my way straight to the pain relievers. I grab the cheapest thing on the shelf, not really caring, because it most likely won't help anyway. I also grab a Gatorade, before making my way to the front counter. Thankfully there was no line, so I was in and out within a few minutes.

Walking back to my car, I pull out my phone. I knew it was still on silent, and I was keeping it that way. I open my door, slide in behind the wheel, put the key in the ignition, and start it. Unlocking the screen on my phone, I see the usual Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Emails, along with a text. I discard all the crap, and go to my text, which was from Rydel.
Feel better girly. -Rydel.
Thankss.

I put my phone down, and go through my bag. I open the medicine, take three pills out, knowing you're only supposed to take two, I open my drink, and take the pills quickly. The sooner I take them, the sooner this headache will go away, hopefully. Checking my mirrors before I back out, and make my way home, a rush of panic falls over me. I start to wonder if Rocky is still going to be there. 

As I pull into my apartments parking lot, I search for Rocky's car. It's nowhere around. But that doesn't mean he didn't park it around the corner and walk over. To my surprise, I see Riker's.
"Shit." I curse under my breath.

I park in my usual spot, and get out of the car, taking my things with me, and locking it. I make my way to my front door, knowing it wouldn't be locked if Riker was here, which it wasn't. Before walking in, I prepare myself. I didn't know if he was going to be mad because I lied, which technically wasn't a lie now, or that he came by to surprise me, and I wasn't here.

I step in and close the door behind me.
"Hey." I say hesitantly, as I walk over to the couch, where Riker was seated.
"Where'd you go?" He asks, sounding curious.
"Needed something for my head." I hold up the bag as proof, before setting it on the coffee table, along with my purse, keys, and phone. I sit down next to him, and bring my right leg up and rest my chin on my knee. "So what are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy to see you, I just wasn't expecting you to stop by."
"Well, I wanted to make sure you were okay, 'cause I know how your headaches can be." Riker slides over closer to me, and wraps his arms around me. "And I wish you waited a couple minutes before you left, because I brought you some stuff." I look up at him confused. He reaches down and lifts a bag off of the floor, handing it to me. Inside were different things that could help with a headache or migraine.
"You are seriously the best." I say before giving him a quick peck on the lips.
"I try." Riker says jokingly.

Just as I'm about to reply, I remember what had happened not but a half hour ago. I put the bag next to my other one on the coffee table, and sit back. I push a few strands of hair behind my ear before I begin to speak.
"So I kinda hate to ruin this, but Rocky came by here before I left to go to CVS." I sat there in silence and waited for Riker's response.