Mystic Messenger

10: You Don't Own Me

   "Babe, what's with you and Seven?"
"What do you mean?" I asked
"You guys seem so cheeky with each other," Zen said.
"What's wrong with that?" I took a sip of my coffee.
"You're my girlfriend...you should only be cheeky with me." He sat down next to me.
"It's not like we're romantic with each other. I just consider him to be a good friend of mine. He's just easy to talk to is all."
"But, according to what you said last night in the chatroom, if something happened to me, he's your backup boyfriend?"
I stood up. "What the hell are you talking about?!" I half shouted.
"Is that not what you said?"
"No, it's not! I was simply saying that if for some reason you couldn't be there to comfort me he was my backup!" I calmed down a bit. "Zen, if, God forbid, something were to happen to you, I could never replace you, and wouldn't try."
   "Still, do you have to be so close with him?" Zen asked just as I was about to sit back down. That changed quick!
"Zen, what the hell! I just said that we're just friends, baby! I'm not that close with him! I'm closer with you!"
Zen stood up. "But you're mine!" He shouted.
"I am not yours!" I pointed. "I am not a possession!"
I turned around and started walking toward the door.
   "Babe, Wait!" Zen called as I slammed his door behind me.