(11): Sick Girl

"Chelsea- Anne?" Kyle looks confused when I stumble into the apartment, collapsing on the floor because my feet hurt like crazy "What happened to you? You look like a mess"

"Your fucking brother" Is the only thing I can manage to get out as I catch my breath and sanity.

"What?" He booms angrily and shocked "You called me last night and told me you were okay"

"Yeah, last night" I breath exasperated "I was walking back from Nathan's and he basically kidnapped me with a gun pressed against my temple"

"He did what!?"

I sniff angrily "Well it wasn't him. It was some guy called Big Ben but he was just following Zorro's commands. Fucking psycho almost got me killed"

"Jesus" Kyle mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose "Did he say anything? Did he tell you why he did that?"

I thought I was all out of tears but apparently I'm not because they start falling down again "He convinced your father that you had an eye on me and now your father wants to meet me. Something like that"

Kyle sighs loudly looking apologetically at me who's still sitting on the floor, with my back against the wall "I can't believe this"

"He said to tell you that your father said that time was running out" I whisper wiping my tears away. "I think you owe me an explanation, Kyle"

"No. No" Is the only thing he says.

I get up from the floor and stand demandingly right in front of him "Yes, yes, you do. Don't tell me that you don't want to involve me because as you can see, I'm very much involved at this point"

"No" He repeats again giving me a look that says this is not up for argument.

Too bad.

"Listen Kyle" I start off angrily, making hand gestures "I've just had the worst week of my entire life. First, my boyfriend breaks up with me and now I was just face to face with death. You need to tell me what the fuck is going on. Now"

"You listen. I don't give a fuck about your person problems. I don't even know why you mentioned that. I am not telling you anything about my brother and father" He replies sternly "You'll just have to trust me"

Seriously?

"Trust you? Are you fucking kidding?" I ask exasperated. "You've lost your mind"

Suddenly I'm being pushed against the wall, Kyle right in front of me with darkened eyes "You will not speak to me like that, Chelsea-Anne. I don't think I need to remind you but I'm not your friend and never will be. Don't get too comfortable with me"

He's not even going to try to comfort me or apologize over the fact that his brother almost got me killed? Fucking jerk.

"Fuck you" And then I push him far away from me, leaving him momentarily shocked that I possessed enough power to push him that hard. It's surprising what an angry woman can do. And then I run to my bedroom.

How could Zorro possibly think Kyle even gives half a fuck about me when he treats me like that?

***

"Dude, just put your pride aside and apologize to her. It's the least you can do"

That's definitely Nick's voice. What is he doing here? I was just about to go make some food after taking that amazing nap, until I opened my door and heard that voice.

"Me? Did I fucking ask Zack to target her?" Kyle's asks sounding annoyed "You're the one who started all of this. You know what happens to people who get involved with me"

"How was I supposed to know she'd go to one of your races and meet him?" Nick asks defensively "Shit, I actually feel guilty now. I was trying to help someone out"

"Well it didn't work" Kyle deadpans.

"Man, just apologize" I can hear a clapping sound and then a yelp, I think he just smacked Kyle "Fucking hell. I'm sure she was scared to death and your dumbass can't even show her any compassion"

Thank you, Nicholas.

"No, I can't apologize to her" He says after a while of silence "She's going to think I care about her feelings"

"Well, don't you?"

"Does it matter?" He snaps. "Listen what's done is done. Me apologizing won't solve anything. I'll just have to speak to my father"

"I don't know how I put up with your stubborn ass" Nick sighs loudly "Dude, didn't you say her boyfriend broke up with her too?"

"Yeah, so?"

"And you just didn't care? Fuck, you're so heartless man" Nick says and I completely agree with him. There's some silence for a while before Nico continues "Do you think I should wait until she's up or should I leave?"

How long exactly have they been discussing me?

"I don't really care"

I take that as my cue to make my presence known. I walk to the kitchen and they both turn their head to look at me. I wave softly at Nico. I don't think they suspect anything.

"Hey" He greets back wearingly joining me in the kitchen "Should I make you something to eat?"

I chuckle lightly "I'm not sick, Nick"

"You sure look like it" He teases and I roll my eyes. I can just imagine how true that statement must be though. I'm pretty sure my eyes are swollen from all the crying and my hair is probably a mess "Sit. I really don't mind"

I shrug "Fine, but don't take long. I'm starving"

"So Kyle kind of filled me in on what happened" He says softly, taking out the ingredients he needs "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Mhm" I hum, nodding "I kind of don't want to talk about it right now. I think I've done enough crying in the past 24 hours"

"He kind of told me about Noah too"

I know.

"I'll be fine, Nick, really" I try to smile but it's hard to. "He says we should take a break because we've both changed and aren't the same people we were in the beginning"

"So he doesn't like this 'changed' you?" Nick asks closing the griller. Yay! I love grilled cheese sandwiches.

I nod "Yep."

"I may not know what the old Chelsea was like but I know this one is mad awesome, okay" He grins and I can't help but grin back. "Don't forget that"

He's right. I am awesome.

He then hands me my warm sandwich and my eyes widen in excitement. I take a bite and moan at the deliciousness, closing my eyes "Mhmm, thank you for this"

"Just because you're my friend, doesn't mean you can moan in front of me and I won't get ideas" He points a fork at me.

My eyes widen and I wrinkle my nose "Eww"

"Did I tell you that I wanted to bed you at first?" He chuckles but I can see he's serious.

"Nicholas!" I screech "That's gross"

"What? You were hot. Well, still are. But after our conversation in the car, I knew you weren't that type of girl" He smirks boyishly and I snort "Anyways it's all gone now. My heart is back with Winnie"

"You're one sad boy" I tease.

"I know" He fakes a frown "But at least every girl I want wants me back"

"Except Winnie" I giggle smugly with some food in my mouth and he narrows his eyes at me "I'm just kidding"

"Watch yourself, sick girl"

And then I remember something.

"Hey, Nick... can I ask you something?"

He looks curious "Technically you already did but go on"

"Would you break up with the girl you've been with for about 10 months just because she doesn't want to have sex with you? Well it's not that she doesn't want to... she's just not ready"

"I would break up with any girl if she didn't want to have sex with me" Is his lame answer.

What was I thinking asking a player?

I smack his arm "I'm serious"

"If I love her enough then the sex doesn't really matter. So no, I don't think I would" He replies thoughtfully "Like for example if Winnie made me wait for 2 years, I wouldn't mind one bit"

Ouch.

"Really?"

He nods "Yep. Why?"

"I was just curious"

He looks at me skeptically "That's not what happened between you and Noah, is it? Cause I'll smack him"

"No no, off course not" I lie, my heart beat quickening "It just happened to a friend of mine"

Well technically I'm not exactly lying because it did happen to Kat. Except they were only 'together' for 2 weeks and not 10 months.

"Well that guy is a serious dickhead" Nico murmurs. He looks at my now empty plate "Are you full?"

I nod absentmindedly.

Although Noah mentioned the sex thing, I don't think that's the main reason he made that decision. I should stop trying to convince myself it is cause it's only bringing me down. Noah wouldn't do that to me.

"So what do you want to do?" He asks me.

I shrug "You don't have to stay here just because you think I'm not okay. You've really made me feel so much better"

"You sure?" He asks and I nod "Good cause I kind of have an assignment due for tomorrow and I haven't even started"

I laugh shaking my head "What a reliable lawyer you're gonna be"

"Don't judge" He flips me off "Okay bye. I'll see you tomorrow. Yo Kyle. Bye man. Take care of my sick friend"

Seriously doubt it.

I even forgot he was right behind me the whole time. Oh well, it's not like Nick and I discussed anything he didn't already know about. Plus I guess it's 50/50 now cause I eavesdropped on their conversation first.

After Nick is gone, I reluctantly walk to the TV room and take a seat on the couch next to the one Kyle is sitting on. He isn't really watching anything so I grab the remote and start scrolling through the channels. A live soccer match is playing but I just can't watch because it's reminds me of Noah so I change that channel.

"Can you stop doing that?" Kyle says referring to the constant changing. "You'll damage my TV"

I narrow my eyes at him "Don't talk to me"

"That little scenario you mentioned... I'm not as gullible as Nicholas. I know it was about you and your boyfriend"

"So?" I retort avoiding any eye contact "I thought you said you didn't care about my personal problems"

"I didn't say I do now" He replies "I was just saying"

"Good for you" I sarcastically state. "Did you tell anyone else besides Nick about what happened?"

I finally look at him to see his head shaking "No"

I sigh relieved "Okay good. I don't want anyone else to know. I'd much rather forget about it and never speak about it ever again"

"Oh"

"Nico told me you can't keep a secret for shit" I tell him when I remember "Please keep this one"

"Off course he did. He always exaggerates everything" He mutters annoyed and I snort "Okay whatever. I won't tell anyone"

"Promise?"

He rolls his eyes "Yes, I promise. Jesus."

"So how much money do you make when you win?" I ask curiously. Some racing program is playing on the channel I've just scrolled on and it reminded me that I've been meaning to ask him that question.

He roughly snatches the remote from me and puts it next to him, out of my reach "I told you to stop doing that. And didn't you say not to speak to you?"

"I'm just asking" I defend.

I can never shut up when I'm with him, even if I'm super mad at him right now. I don't know, something always makes me wants to have a conversation with him. He's just so mysterious all the damn time. I don't even know what he thinks about. Girls? Cars? The gym?

"Well I was also 'just asking' about your boyfriend and you didn't answer me, so there, that's your answer"

Ex-boyfriend.

Before I can say anything else, his phone starts ringing and he sighs loudly before answering "Yes?"

"Baby, your father wants to speak to you"

Comes a female voice from the other side. I'm guessing it's his mom. And damn, his phone is loud.

I'm not complaining.

"I'll speak to him when I want to not when he does" He replies clenching and unclenching his fists "I'm not his little slave like Zach"

"I know, I know" The female voice soothes "But you should soon. He's getting very impatient and taking his anger out on everyone"

"Oh I know. He sent Zach to attach a friend of mine today with a fucking gun, mom" He sneers.

A friend? I'm his friend?

"Aww, I'm sorry baby. I'll speak to him"

I can see him roll his eyes "You know that won't make a difference. Mom, just tell them to leave me alone please"

"Just talk to him, okay? Maybe he'll finally set you free" The woman sighs, sounding emotional.

"I'll see"

"Okay I have to go now. I love you"

He glances at me for a second and I quickly look away acting like I haven't been listening, a sly smile playing on my face "Love you too"

Okay, that was cute. He's definitely a momma's boy. Although from what I heard it sounds like she's the only one, between his father and brother, that actually cares about him.

"Your phones pretty loud" I comment when he's hung up.

"Mind your own business"

I put my hands up in surrender "Calm down, grumpy pants. I wasn't going to ask you anything personal."

He scoffs "Yeah, I bet"

"Whatever" I murmur, getting up "I have to go and study"

"Don't, like, kill yourself in there" He says uncomfortably, scratching the back of his neck and I giggle "Girls do weird shit like that"

I think this is his form of an apology.

I laugh "I already told you I wouldn't commit suicide, Kyle. I plan to live for much longer to annoy you"

"Jeez" He sighs but I can see he looks amused because of the really small smile playing on his pink lips.

He looks really cute like that. I can't wait to see his big and wide one.

"Toodles" I wave.

"Bye, Chelsea-Anne"