Heist

chapter 3

"Lawrence...." I drawl out again.

"Shut up you insolent woman..
...I am furious... Two whole days and no calls" He bellows out.
See people, this is Lawrence, my childhood best friend who's very dramatic and likes to pull stunts like this when I don't call or say just mention him on social platforms.

"Lawrence what happened this time" I role my eyes walking towards the bathroom door.
Ewww I feel sticky..., I should shower.

"What do you mean???, nothing happened, just thought I should call you that's all....yeah that's the reason..." His voice gets quieter at the end.

Sighing, I try to balance my phone between my shoulder and the side of my head.

"Lawrence you stupid idiot just tell me what happened "

"She broke up with me....."He concedes .

I don't know what I was expecting to come out of his mouth but it certainly wasn't that Whoa..

"Lawrence I am---" I start to say before he cuts me off.

"Chichi don't....., I really don't know what happened. I thought everything was going great honestly..... I really tried this time" His voice sounds so distant, so broken.

I never thought I'd see the day my best friend would feel heartbreak, he's always been a no strings attached kind of a guy. Meeting Mellisa a year ago had truly gave him a run for his money. He immediately changed being a reborn puppy eyed lover grovelling at her feet.... he loved her truly and I could see it every time I visited them in Chicago.

"Lawrence I'll take the next flight there I'll be there tomorrow nig---" I start saying, still in shock over what he has been saying and I am interrupted once again. This time not by him but a distant voice on his end.

"Lawrence..... Come back to bed" A voice purrs on the other end, almost like a whisper.

I immediately realise what is happening. He is trying to drown his pain by sexual means. I know for a fact this will backfire and I start to reprimand him when he beats me to it.....

"Chichi.... I know what I am doing and no don't come here I'll be fine I'm coming there anyways next month for your birthday so please just don't......" He sighs, I can feel how emotionally exhausted he is and my heart breaks even more.

I start to say something when I'm stopped by the dial tone....

He hung up on me...

I stop to stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I sigh now properly into mind that I'm not in a better place either.

I have a debt collector who is hot on my trail and I'm a broke 21 year old student swimming in student loans.
Maybe I should jus call my father.....

Nooo...Never...

I don't want to put them in anymore problems. I'll fix this. I always do.

I walk out of the bathroom to grab a few items of clothing and head back inside again.

I close the door and try to drown myself in my haunting thoughts for an hour, torturing myself  with the icecold shower.

Maybe then maybe I'll numb all feeling and just forget for a short while...