Just Out of Reach

Ch. 10: Goodbye Baby, Baby Goodbye

"I see that train coming down a long and lonesome track. Girl, you know that I got to go home now. And deep down in your heart you know that I'm coming back. And I'm gonna look for you at that party. Cause all the time I know I'll find you there. And listen, I'm gonna dance with ya one more time." - Solomon Burke

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Your head was pounding and you woke to screaming and Felicia looking down at you. The screaming wasn't Felicia's, but Thandie's, who was screaming so loudly into your phone that you figured something had happened.

Of course something had happened. Harry Osborn had called you for the first time since he left for Switzerland at the end of last year and you'd hyperventilated and freaked out to the point that you'd passed out.

Why Felicia was in your room looking down at you though was an entirely other question.

"How DARE YOU!" Thandie was screaming, "I will end your life! I will find you in whatever rich person bunker you think you're safe in and I will SKIN YOU ALIVE! You fucking scum! If you think for A SECOND that I am going to let you ANYWHERE NEAR HER then you are dead wrong! Do you hear me! I will fuck you up! I will kill you dead if you so much as THINK about calling this number again! You have no right - none whatsoever - to call after everything you did. And if -"

She kept going on and on, and part of you wondered why you weren't stopping her. But you guessed it was because of the massive pain in your forehead.

"Don't move too quickly," Felicia sighed, holding up a rag and dabbing your forehead with it. It came away red and your eyes widened slightly. "It's not bad," she shrugged, "Just a bit of a scrape. You apparently passed out and hit your head on your bedside table. Honestly I'm surprised it didn't gouge you more."

"So Thandie's -?"

"On the phone with Harry Osborn," Felicia confirmed.

"- you are never fucking welcomed back in this apartment and if you're on our STREET I'll know about it! You were nothing but a waste of time in our lives and I never want to even hear about you again! You're dead to us and I'm blocking your number. Sue me if you want! But if you come anywhere near our front door I'll AXE YOUR FACE!"

"Has your friend ever been tested for anger management?" Felicia asked while she held ice to your forehead and helped you sit up.

"It's called Lazlo or me making her tea and wrapping her in a fluffy blanket," you grumbled as Felicia helped you up onto your bed, "What are you doing here?"

"ROT IN HELL!" Thandie screamed - literally bellowed at the top of her lungs - into the phone before she hung up.

"You said you'd make me cookies," Felicia stated, as if she normally came around whenever you offered to make her baked goods. You stared back at her as she sat next to you and stared back, unmoving and emotionless, before Thandie started fussing over you.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to call someone? Do you think you need stitches? Why didn't you have his number blocked?!"

You scoffed, "Like I thought he would ever call me," you rolled your eyes, "Can you go get me some water, Thandie?"

Thandie eyed Felicia, whose presence in your apartment was truly one of mystery. "... Sure," Thandie muttered before making her way out of your room.

"Did you want to talk about something?" you asked Felicia. You shifted the ice on your forehead and looked at her expectantly, "I know I told you that if you ever want to come by and be friends, you're more than welcome."