(Friday) (2 Days)
I had just finally caught myself up in all the work I had missed the past two days I was absent. I spent all of Wednesday and Thursday in my small apartment hard at work trying to complete my rigorous studies. My phone would incessantly ring off the hook. When I would glance at the Caller ID, it was either Jesse or Cindy. As much as I wanted to be apart of whatever activity they were participating in, I just had no time. So I, feeling guilty, ignored each of the calls until I was finished.
I stacked up all my completed papers on my oak desk and plopped onto my bed. I let out a sigh of relief.
"I am never skipping class again!" I said aloud.
I turned over to my nightstand and opened up the draw searching for a new carton. I ripped off the plastic wrap pulled out a single cigarette lit it, and took a few puffs until I heard a few knocks on my door.
"Coming!" I said with the cigarette between my lips.
I walked over to my door and looked through the peephole to see my landlord waiting impatiently with his arms folded across his chest.
"Oh fuck!" I murmured while hurrying into the kitchen and running the cigarette under cool water.
I was absolutely not allowed to smoke in my apartment, but I did quite frequently; I would be able to get a few puffs in without getting caught. I unlocked my door and opened it only to be greeted by a skinny, old, bald man, with loose baggy clothing on.
"Hey Mr. Jacobs, what can I do you for?"
"Well first things first Ms. Blakeley, I'm still expecting last months rent on top of this months, I will evict you if I have to..." he said sternly.
I sighed, "Hold on..."
I went into my bedroom and pulled out $500 for last month and $500 for this month out of my dresser in cash. I walked back over to Mr. Jacobs while counting the money.
"Well here you are sir, one grand total."
Before he left he recounted the money to make sure I wasn't scamming him. I rolled my eyes, and waited for him to finish. He nodded and turned to leave, I slowly began to close the door until he stuck his foot in it. I reopened the door and he let himself in, he started sniffing around like he smelt something he didn't like.
"Please don't find the cigarette, please don't find the cigarette..." I repeated to myself.
"Ms. Blakeley, is that cigarette smoke I smell?" he said while searching around my living room.
"Uh, no-no... I don't smoke." I fake laughed.
He gave up search after 10 minutes and headed back for the door.
"I'm watching you Ms. Blakeley, one cigarette and you're outta here!" he sternly said.
I gulped and nodded and then he left for good, I closed the door and slid down up against it. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes resting in silence until I heard my phone ring. I pulled it out from my pocket to see the message was from Jesse:
Hey, are you ignoring me? If you don't want to talk that's fine, you could've at least told me...
I sighed again and then proceeded to dial Jesse's number it only rang once and then Jesse answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, I'm sorry I haven't answered you the last few days, I have just been so caught up in my work that I had no time for texting or even breathing... I'm not annoyed or anything by you..."
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Silver - [Jesse Rutherford]
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