AKA

7.

"Yo, where's my phone?" I asked after taking a quick shower and getting a little bit of food in my stomach.

"I've got it.." Shank said while tapping his pocket. Narrowing my eyes I opened my mouth to speak before he himself did so again, "I don't know your password so I can't delete any of this shit, so be prepared okay?"

Thinking about his remark I began to laugh before I realized he was completely serious. "Seriously?" I said although I already knew the answer.

Without responding, he took out my phone, slowly sitting it in my hand. Hitting the power button I noticed that it was completely turned off. "It was the only way to get it to stop.." Now I was a little nervous.

While waiting patiently for the phone to turn on, my anxiety rised. Sitting down at the round dining table, I held my head in my hands. "What the fuck.." I said under my breath.

"Yeah.." Shank said sitting in the chair next to me.

Over a hundred missed calls, 30 voicemails, about fifty messages, and a handful of voice messages. All of them from Mars.

"So..What do they say?" He asks as he watches me scroll through the text thread.

I was very surprised to see that they ranged from "I'm sorry" to "fuck you". I let out a breath of air as I pushed the phone in his direction. I watched his face as he skimmed over the many paragraphs and short sentences. Sometimes he seemed ammused, then sad, then confused. Looking back at me he began to play one of the voice memos. Laying my head down, I stared at the phone while hearing the familiar voice.

"I'm so sorry Luci, seriously I don't know what the fuck got into me. I didn't mean any of the things I said, at all. You know that right? You have to know that, you know me ...and I would never intentionally hurt you.."

Rolling my eyes, he scrolled to the next one on que. This one was worse, a lot more vulnerable.

"You know I care about you..I need you. I didn't mean to make you so upset. I'm off limits, you're off limits. I tried to take advantage of you at a time like that and it was wrong. Everything I said was out of defense because I was afraid to admit how I truly felt. Please, don't hate me...Luci."

That one almost got me, not going to lie. After listening to a few more, I realized that he was getting drunk and his words were beginning to slur. At some point, we moved on to voicemails and that's where it was really evident.

"Would you reallly do it Luci? Kill me? I don't know. Maybe I deserve it. I think we've been through enough to say that we're no good huh?"

"I never talk this much, only to you. Before I go I just have to say even though we had a love, hate relationship, I kinda loved it."

"Luci Luci an angel from fucking hell...My angel from hell."

"Seriously fuck you Luci! I've tried all night and I get it. You get so fucking mad! But you know as well as I do that I can't control some of the shit I do! ...But you know the real me, not the fucked up me, as you like to say. But Luci, I know the real you...I see past your demons, no matter how strong they are. I love you.."

So many things were said but there was one thing I heard that stuck out to me and canceled all of the other shit out. He had said it before, and I know it may not have been in the way I wanted it to be, but he said it either way. "I love you." I mumbled, as I replayed it in my head over and over again.

"Do you want to go home?" Shank asked softly.

"I don't want to be alone though." I said after nodding my head yes. He said okay and went to grab a few things. I heard him on the phone with someone but I disregarded it as I over analyzed the many messages I had received. Once he walked back in, I spoke without looking his way, "Did you talk to him?"