Delicate | Bozamien (Smosh AU)

4: Trying to figure you out.

Damien.

Today's Friday and I'm feeling better than I was. Not only because it's Friday, but Ericka is single again.

I sound completely insane, but that's just how I feel.

Just before I was about to leave, I got a call from Ericka. I wonder what this is for, she never calls me this early in the day.

"Hello?"
"Hey Damien, um...I understand if you can't, but can you come pick me up on your way to work? My boyfriend used to pick me up and drop me off because I don't have a car."
"Uh, yeah, of course I will."
"I'll send my address, thank you SO much."
"Oh, anytime."

This should be interesting....and why did she bring up her ex-boyfriend? She really didn't HAVE to mention that part, I would've done it either way...but, why?

It doesn't matter, just go pick her up already, Damien.

....

I parked in front of her apartment building and texted her that I was outside. Within a minute or two, she came out and got in, and I drove off.

"Hey, Damien," She greeted.

"Hey, Ericka...how are you holding up?"

"It's pretty hard being alone, but...I think I'll be fine....and also, you're calling me by my real name now?"

"Yeah...do you not want me to?"

"No, it's no problem, it's just that when you were mad, you called me by my nickname...why exactly were you mad anyway?" I saw her look at me out my peripheral vision.

My body tensed up, "Um...I just had a really big fight with one of my family members, that's all..." I clearly lied.

"Oh, really?" She asked, and I nodded. "Well, I got to talk to Shayne before the meeting yesterday, and he told me that your heart was broken, you were angry at a certain person, and they were...with another person, I think?" She explained. Goddammit, why did Shayne even tell her all that?

"Yeah, he definitely wasn't paying attention to ANYTHING I was saying, because that's not even close!" I joked, trying to convince her that he's not right. She laughed, which made me smile.

"Anyways, I'm glad you're feeling better...I hate seeing my friends not happy."

I internally cringed at the word 'friends'. Maybe she doesn't like me the way I like her. "May I ask why?"

"Well, I had...depression for several years before I moved to Los Angeles. Then, when I finally did, all that sadness just faded away. I got to meet all these awesome people, including you, and I got the best job I could ever ask for. My ex-boyfriend made me so incredibly happy, and to get that phone call that he doesn't feel the same anymore....it kinda took away some of that happiness."

"He broke up with you over the phone?" I asked, a little surprised. She nodded and I shook my head, "What an asshole."

"Yeah, but...even though he took some of it away, you definitely brought most of it back, Damien."

I was flattered, "I'm glad that I was able to do that. I mean, what are friends for, right?"

Ericka.

Hearing him say 'friends' made me really sad. I thought he felt the same, but I guess now I know he doesn't...

But I just smiled and said, "You're right. I'm glad you're my...f-friend, Damien."

"I'm happy that you're my..." He paused, "friend too, Ericka."

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