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I opened my eyes. It was still dark, dark enough to blind me. I turned over in my bed only to find myself tangled in my blankets. My mind had decided to torture me by replaying the scene of yesterday over and over in my dreams. I looked at my clock. It was 2:30, way too early to be awake. Guilt can force your body to do some pretty weird things. I looked over at my balcony. I could see the city lights slipping through my mostly closed curtains.
I sat up and looked around my room. It was a mess, I had trashed it after throwing up the only meal I had consumed all yesterday. Clothes, shoes, hangers, random objects, everything was spread across my floor like a wild animal slash twister had come through my room. What the heck was I thinking? Now I have to clean this shit up. I slowly started to untangle myself from my blankets. Obviously I wasn't going to get anymore sleep. I thought about how easily Alex gave up on us. Damn him, who the hell told him to loose balls suddenly? Damn me, who told me to act like a punk ass bitch? Why didn't I just tell him how I felt? Why did I even tell him to go out with Tiffany. Bitch didn't even thank me…
I yelled in frustration and threw my blanket off of my bed. I threw my pillows and pulled at my sheets roughly. I ended up on my back panting in anger.
"Damn." I cursed, "Damn it all!"
I could feel hot tears sting in my eyes but I refused to let them out. Why was I even blowing up like this? I'm just making a bigger mess of myself and my surroundings. A sudden urge to hear Alex's voice forced me up. I rummaged around in the mess of my life trying to find my cell phone. I threw aside thing after worthless thing but I couldn't find it. I walked back over to my nightstand only to find that I had knocked the lamp over as well. I walked back to the other side of my room and flipped on the switch. The mess looked even worse with the lights on. I wanted to turn them back off and crawl back into bed. But I needed to find my cell phone first.
I found it lying on the floor by my balcony door. I walked over to it and picked it up. I expected it to have a crack in the face or something but it didn't. I had two missed calls. Only two… I checked and smiled weakly as I saw that only one of those calls were Alex. The other was Richie. I could feel my stomach twist and I almost vomited on the floor but forced myself to hold it in. I called Alex before I could talk myself out of it. It rung several times and he didn't answer.
What was I thinking? Who would want to talk to me. But he called me… maybe he's sleep. Maybe he's sleeping with Tiffany… I called again and was greeted again by his voice mail. The tears burned and my stomach turned over. I called again and again getting more and more desperate. Finally I just threw my phone on my bed and walked into my bathroom. I dropped to my knees and dry heaved until I had a migraine and then cried in the corner of the bathroom.
My alarm was screeching at the top of its mechanical lungs and was only getting louder. I opened my eyes and shivered as a migraine wreaked havoc on my brain. It was like someone had hit me with a sledge hammer. I looked around. I fell asleep in the bathtub like a drunk idiot. I climbed out of the tub and sprawled across my bathroom floor. After several minutes of listening to my alarm clocks screams get louder and louder like a woman close to orgasm I slowly got up. I walked into my bedroom and picked up the alarm clock. It kept screaming as I looked around my destroyed room. I bounced it in my hand and then jerked it forward and smirked when I heard the snapping crunch noise as the plug was ripped from the socket. I threw the clock across the room and it clattered loudly against the wall and fell to the floor with a thud.
"…Damn, I didn't even see what time it was…" I walked out of my room after staring at the clock with pity.
I walked into my kitchen and opened the fridge. Just as I bit into an apple my doorbell rang. I groaned in irritation and walked over to the door. I opened it and stared blankly at Richie. I hadn't talk to him in what felt like years. Richie stared back at me with his hands in his pockets and we just stayed like that for about I don't know… thirteen minutes?
"Whats up?" Richie asked as I took a bite out of my apple.
"Come in." I said and walked away from the door.
I heard my door close behind him as I went and closed my bedroom door.
"Hey I thought that Alex guy was staying with you." Richie said and I turned to see him plop down on my couch.
"Yeah he left yesterday. Him and his new girlfriend." I said laughing bitterly.
"Tif?" Richie asked as he put his feet up on my coffee table.
"Yup, I got mad and told them both to get out." I nodded and took another bite of the apple I didn't even want anymore.
"What happened?" Richie asked.
He didn't joke around, he didn't deliver me his goofy grin and frankly I was starting to wonder what the hell he was even doing here.
"And if I tell you I don't want to talk about it?" I asked and put my unfinished apple on the coffee table.
"I'd change the subject." Richie shrugged.
I opened my mouth to say something but the doorbell rang again. I closed my mouth and frowned. Could that be Alex? I looked at the floor as I pictured his calm face as I yelled at him to get out. He didn't even fight me…
"Aren't you going to get that?" Richie asked as he finished off my apple.
"Yeah." I said and walked out of the room.
I walked up to my door and reached for the doorknob but froze. Yesterday rolled over in my stomach and the little bit of that apple that I ate threatened to come back up. I swallowed and opened the door. I rolled my eyes as I saw who stood there. False alarm. Edward looked me over like he was examining for self-inflictions.
"If you're looking for wounds, fuck you." I said glaring at him.
"I'm just making sure. I don't know you too well so I can never be too sure." Edward said shrugging his shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked leaning against the doorway blocking his way in.
"I came to check on you, and possibly get you out of here so you wouldn't be sulking all day." Edward said.
He had on a white button up shirt that was partially unbuttoned and black jeans. Black sunglasses held his brown hair out of his face which made me realize his eyebrows arched just perfectly over his eyes.
"I'm sort of entertaining someone." I said staring at him.
Edward stepped into my personal space and instinct made me step away. Edward smirked and slid past me into my house. I cursed under my breath and turned to fuss at him. But he was already gone. Stupid bitch moves too fast. I walked into my living room to find Edward and Richie already having what seemed like a good conversation. They were talking about… me.
"You two are gossiping battle axes…" I said as I sat in a chair.
"Where do you meet all of these weirdoes, Danny?" Richie asked giving me that goofy grin.
"This is Alex's cousin." I said with a sigh.
"Well he's not as weird as Alex but he's still weird." Richie laughed clapping Edward on his back.
He had no idea.
"I wouldn't say that Alex is weirder than me he's just… weird in a different way. My weirdness is a little more… original." Edward said his green eyes examining me again.
"Well after you've added so many different kinds of weirdness to yourself of course this new weirdness would seem original." I said brushing my red hair over my shoulder.
Edward smirked and Richie glanced between us.
"If you're already delivering snide remarks you two must have known each other for a while." Richie said nodding.
"No, I've only known him for a few weeks." I said glancing at Richie only for a second.
Edward took his sunglasses out of his hair and his brown hair fell down in what seem like slow motion. He raked his fingers through the thick strands and they obeyed falling backwards and around his face. I glared as he smirked at me.
"Well it seems like you've known each other for years." Richie said and I just remembered he was in the room too.
"Well I don't see why." I said sitting back in my chair.
"Who knows, maybe we knew each other in another life." Edward said and looked at Richie.
Richie laughed, "Yeah maybe. So do you know how Alex and Tiffany's relationship is coming along?" he asked and I cringed.
"I didn't know that Alex had a relationship with a… Tiffany?" Edward lied and looked at me.
"Well it's resent so it makes since that some of Alex family members wouldn't know." Richie nodded thoughtfully.
"Believe it or not I know more about Alex's love life than any of our other family members… we're just… close like that." Edward said and I scoffed.
"Edward you're full of bullshit." I laughed and Richie glanced at Edward who only smiled at me.
Which I must admit pissed me the fuck off.
"You have a filthy mouth, Danny. But that's perfectly fine." Edward said and I glared at him after glancing at Richie.
Richie had a thoughtful expression on his face. I knew if Edward kept throwing these stupid hints that look will eventually turn into the look he gives me when he's picking the situation apart. And I for one didn't want him picking at anything from this situation. Maybe that's what this weirdo freak Edward wants but not me.
I squirmed in my seat and Richie let out a breath.
"I'm going to go get Jossette."
I looked at him surprised, "What?" I asked and he looked at me.
"I can't let her go. Damn it man I'm a womanizer and I can't stop thinking about her! She's got me sprung like fucking crazy. I have to have her…" Richie trailed off and a distant look came on his face.
"You… I understand exactly how you feel." I glared at Edward and Richie looked at him, "I have someone I want really bad right now…"
"Really?" Richie asked, "What's with this season of women getting us all sprung?" he laughed and I shifted again.
Edward looked at me those stupid green eyes burning through me. As we continued to talk it occurred to me that I probably should have checked to see if I was supposed to go to work today… too damn bad.
I glared at Edward and he just smirked at me. Richie had just left and I was hoping that Edward would leave with him. But he didn't. He was still sitting across from me like he was expecting something to happen.
"Can we stop beating around the bush and just have sex?" Edward asked ruffling his hair slightly.
"What the fuck?!" I asked and had the urge to throw something at him.
"I'm pretty sure I didn't read the tension wrong." Edward said as he stood up and stretched.
"The tension is me wanting you to get out!" I said my voice raising slightly.
Edward walked up to me and I stood up. His hands reached for me and I slapped them away.
"I love that you're hard to get." Edward smiled at me.
For a second I thought he was going to give up but his hands quickly wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I glared as his lips met mine. But it wasn't even a kiss worth hitting him for. It was another one of his quick sneak attacks.
"Why steal a kiss and only peck?" I scoffed and I could swear I saw Edward's eyes darken.
He kissed me again this time it wasn't just a quick one. I'm sure the force of it would have knocked me back into my chair if Edward hadn't been holding me against him. I could feel my cheeks start to heat as his tongue slid over my bottom lip. He stared into my eyes with a look that I was sure was contentment. I glared at him again and he just smiled.
"You're right, that was a lot better than pecking." He said and then turned and walked away from me.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? You can't just kiss someone like that when they don't even want to kiss you in the first place!" I yelled after him.
Edward opened my bedroom door and peered inside. I sighed, his stupid nosy ass has found my secret. Not that it was really a secret, I just didn't want Richie asking more questions. Edward looked at me with pity and I punched him in the arm.
"What did you do to your poor room?" he asked as he rubbed his arm.
I walked over to stare at the mess with him. My room looked even worse with a second pair of eyes to examine the damage. I looked at him but he didn't look horrified or anything. He was like Alex in that way, it's very hard to weird him out. He walked in and after a minute I followed. He carefully stepped over the clothes and shoes and pillows until he was at my balcony. Edward unlocked and pushed the double doors open and chilly air rushed in. The light of the setting sun poured in making the mess look somewhat innocent though I know it's far from that.
"Danny," Edward turned and looked at me. The cold breeze blew his brown hair around him.
"What?" I asked suddenly feeling bad for letting him walk through the mess.
"Next time you feel the need to wreck your room… don't." Edward said looking away from me and back at the balcony.
"What the fu-"
"Open your balcony doors and just stand here for a minute. Listen to the other crazed New Yorkers and think about how many things they have wrecked. Don't wreck your own when you can get the same satisfaction by watching them wreck theirs." Edward said and looked back at him his eyes were that shocking green again and I couldn't look away.
"You know… that is some crazy ass advice." I forced myself to look away from his gaze, "But it makes since." I sighed in the end.
"Let's clean this mess up." He said and closed my balcony doors and locked them.
"You really don't have to help." I said shaking my head.
"But I want to so let's get started." Edward said as he started picking things up.
I watched him for a minute and then started to help him. Edward was the last person I expected to help my clean up my mess…