"Could... could you ever forgive someone who did you real wrong?"
"No" I replied flatly before any of the other guys could answer.
I watched as Apple looked down at her feet and few of the audience members started to laugh. I instantly felt bad, even more so as I watched her drop the Mic and stumble out of the room through one of the back doors, crying.
Murr had picked up the show and basically saved it as he started calling out for more questions. An hour later we had finished up and refused to do any more interviews for the rest of the day.
Back in my hotel room I had spent the rest of the day laying on bed in the dark. I had no idea what time it was when Sal came into my room.
"How you doing?"
"How'd you think" I grunted and leaned up.
"Rough day" he agreed.
"Hey, you still want to go to this party tonight, I doubt she'll be there and it could be fun" he added.
"Yeah I'll go".
Sal and I had not spoke for weeks after he cruise. Joe and Murr had finally dragged us both into a room and made us hash it out. The conclusion was, he was wrong for sleeping with my ex, I was a dick for not just being straight with Apple and fighting for her and at the end of the day they were both single and drunk. I had known Sal for over 25 years and we had never let a girl come.between us before. And despite how fucking hurt I was, I had forgiven him and finally last month we had both got back to normal.
After a quick shower and some food, I met Sal and Murr downstairs and jumped into a uber. The guys who produce rick and morty though this huge party every year at their crazy San Diego mansion. It was always filled with booze and half dressed woman.
Once inside we had a few drinks and shot with some friends and then headed outside to the garden. I always fucking loved this garden. It was raised high above the Sandy beach below, but the infinity pool made it look like it was connected to the ocean. On each side of the cool was tables, chairs and sun loungers, all light upnwith colour lights hanging from pillars around the garden. As I watched a group of very hot girls sturt past me, I glanced across the garden, that's when I say her. Apple.
"Fuck" Sal cringed.
"It's cool, she's with her friends. Let's just enjoy our night" I shrugged and headed over to the garden bar.
Apple had been sitting on a couch next to Andy and Jorma. Andy was in the middle, but had his arm around the back of Apple as they laughed and joked with the rest of their group.
At the bar I had already been waiting ten minutes for a beers when the bartender completely bypassed me and took the order of someone next to me.
"What the fuck dude" I shot out.
"Shit, sorry. Hey take his order" the girl next to me called out.
When I turned to see hope it was, my entire body went tense.
"Oh" Apple cringed.
"Yeah. Here what you getting he can do both our orders" I shrugged.
"Usual" she smiled softly.
"Hey, get me two beers and two shot of Jameson" I told the bartender.
"I didn't know you'd be here. I wouldn't of come... I-I know I'm the last person you want ruining your night".
"It's fine" I shrugged again.
"How's your ankle after that fall" I asked a few moments of silence.
"I'll live"
The bartender brought over our drinks and asked if we wanted anything else. "You need anything for your friends and fella" I asked.
"Their good and I'm not with any of them... or any one really" she sighed.
I fell silent again as we both knocked back our shots.
"Sals here by the way".
"Why you gotta be like that. You're the one acting rotten now. I've fucking kept my word and stayed away. The least you can do is be pleasant if not forgive me" she hissed.
"Ain't nothing to forgive sweetheart".
"Jerk" she grunted and grabbed her beer before storming back off to her group.
I didn't see Apple again until a few hours later. She was stood by the the of the garden pushing a guy away. Even though she wasn't my problem anymore I had to help.
"Fuck off" I grunted to the guy.
The guy just turned around and snorted at me before reaching out for Apple again.
"I said fuck off" I shouted this time and grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back.
The guy quickly turned around and swung for me. Hitting me right on the nose I felt an instant tingling in my face as my nose began to bleed. The guy quickly ran off and Apple pulled me down to the bench.
"Fuck, are you okay?" She cringed and pulled off her cardigan and placed it to my face.
I could instantly smell that scent of her sweet perfume.
"I'm gonna ruin your cardigan" I grunted.
"Fuck that, is your nose broken?"
"Nah, but a bit of blood and a bruised ego" I chuckled.
"I didn't need you to save me" she sighed and pulled the cardigan away so she could check my nose.
"Yeah sure" I snorted.
Apple just looked at me with sadness. "You really can't forgive me?"
"No... I'm sorry Apple".

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Chasing The Impractical (Brian Quinn Story)
FanfictionApollonia felt as though she had been running away her entire life. What happens when she decides to start chasing the impractical. //Ranked Number one Hottest story under #IJ 10.06.2021