Without You

Blackmail

*Chapter Eight*

Kimberly couldn't rid the smile from her face as she stepped into the dark apartment. She was so happy; she felt as if she was walking on clouds. The way he made her feel...it was so surreal. She knew she wasn't in love with him, but God damn it after tonight, she sure felt like she was. She turned on the light in the living room and jolted back when she saw her roommate and Ian naked on the couch.

"VICKY!" She shrieked and quickly put her hand to cover her eyes.

Vicky quickly grabbed the small square pillow to cover her breasts, "What are you doing home?!" She barked, "You told me you were going out with what's his face?! I told you to fuck him! What, did he freak when he saw you naked or something?!"

Kimberly could feel herself grow angry as she threw unnecessary comments at her, all because she walked in on them having sex. "And I told you, I don't fuck on the first date..." despite how badly she wanted to. She was grateful Nick had more control than her; she knew if he pulled down his pants in that car, she would not have stopped him if he decided to go all the way.

"And that's why you're still single," scoffed Ian as he began to put on his blue shorts.

She glared at him, "Sorry...I know you like the easy tramps."

He laughed, "Why are you sorry? What, do you think I'd actually touch you? Fuck no. Sorry, but you're not my type..."

"Nope, I certainly am not. I don't have that whorish look, I know."

Vicky gaped up at her appalled, "What the hell, Kim?!"

She shrugged, "Hey, just saying how it is. I'll be in my room." That said, she quickly walked up the stairs and into her bedroom.

She shut her door and locked it as irritation burn within her. She hated how cold Vicky could be. She knew what she said was a low blow, but after her comment how couldn't she? Suddenly she could feel her self-esteem drop at a fast rate. What if Nick did see her naked? Would he be disgusted? She hated how she let her roommate get inside her head. That was all she was...her roommate. They were no longer friends. She felt a small twinge as she came to that realization. The only person she had around here now was Nick. Her lips twitched upward as she thought about him. She refused to allow Vicky to ruin her moment of bliss. They just spent the entire night together; the only thing Nick has said about her was how beautiful she was. She knew he wasn't disgusted by her...until the clothes came off.

Stop it, she ordered herself. Nick really likes you! You know that. Hell, he picked YOU over Vicky. He doesn't like skanks. You are golden.

She let out a loud sigh and looked to her clock; it was nearly twelve-thirty. An unexpected yawn caught her off guard. She slowly undressed herself and slipped on a white baby tee and crawled into bed. Once she was settled in the dark room, her phone went off. She grabbed it from the nightstand a few inches from her bed. She could feel the butterflies flying around in circles as she read the text message.

It took everything I had in me not to turn the car around. I miss you already Baby Angel. Sweet dreams...and think of me ;-)

She saw him less than five minutes ago and she already wished so badly that she could see him again. This infatuation was going to get her in trouble. She wished he was here with her in her bed...they didn't even need to have sex. She just wanted him there. She replied to his text before putting the phone down. The smile across her face would not leave, she was so happy...she hasn't been this happy because of someone in so long. She prayed this feeling would stay. It was a nice change to actually be smiling instead of crying.