Fire meet gasoline (Skeet Ulrich)

18.

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"You've lost weight again," KJ handed me glass of water and sat on the other side of couch. 

"There's just ... too much going on," I said quietly. 

"What exactly? Something I can help with?" he touched my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. 

"No, sweetheart ... tell me about you and your girlfriend, I need to know everything," I quickly changed the subject. 

KJ smiled broadly. 

"She's really cool, Vics. I like her a lot, she's beautiful, smart, nice ... yeah, she's cool," he said dreamily. I smiled. I was really happy to see my best friend so happy and satisfied with his current relationship. 

"So you two are official?" I asked curiously. 

"Yeah, I think, we are," he grinned. I hugged him. 

"That's amazing, I'm so happy for you, I really am!" 

"Thank you," he kissed my cheek, "I also told her about you, about us ... I hope you two meet soon, I want to have your blessing," he said and I giggled. He's too sweet. 

"Well, I hope she treats you nice, the way you deserve," I caressed his cheeks. 

"But he doesn't treat you nice, Vics," he glossed over to my life, "who is he? I'll talk to him!"

I laughed sadly. 

"It's too complicated, you know?" 

"Does he know?" he asked, I nodded. 

"So, where's the problem? No man with healthy brain can reject you. Wait ... does he love you?"he lifted my chin. I nodded again. 

"I don't understand it ... you love him, he loves you. Is he married? Engaged?" he kept asking questions and I couldn't took it anymore, I bursted into tears. 

"Vics, I'm sorry, I'm such an asshole, forgive me," he immediately hugged me, "I still haven't learned when I should keep my mouth shut. It'll be good. You don't have to tell me when you don't fell like it. Just cry. Cry and remember, it'll be good."

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"Two other cakes are in the fridge, those three are in the place already. And also muffins and cupcakes are there, Cole and KJ took them, I just hope they haven't eaten all of them," I sighed, packing other things for Skeet's birthday. Corin nodded and brushed her hair once again. 

It was strange situation. It has remained for almost two weeks. She was like a complete stranger. She didn't talk to me, just few words here and there, but she was constantly on her phone, I heard her arguing with someone for about four times. Also, when Skeet came, they were arguing, she was yelling at him, but never once he raised his voice. I was heartbroken and hurt, but I wished they'd slow down with all that, so baby would be safe. She also didn't eat properly even though I cooked every other day so she could have fresh meal. Just the three of us knew about the situation. I was trying not to be at the apartment too much, so they could have privacy, so I took several jobs as hostess to avoid them, especially Skeet. If I ever think I was heartbroken ... this was pain. The real pain that was tearing up my insides, torturing me and hurting me. But Skeet's birthday came and whole Riverdale stuff was throwing him huge birthday party, Jake and Naiia came as well, also some of his friends from L.A., so it was big thing. I took care of cakes and sweets, it was supposed to be surprise for him, cause he was not suppose to film for three days, but they called him that they need to reshoot some scene, which was clever cover-up maneuver.