A Fool's Revenge.

It’s been a little over a week since the rendezvous with Mike and I could feel myself itching to tear my skin apart because I actually liked it. I hated the fact that I liked sleeping with him! I was never supposed to feel like this or even have feelings for him anymore. I was supposed to sleep with him, continue hating him and get my revenge but it looks like this plan has taken a shitty turn.

I haven’t told anyone that I went home with Mike that night at the bar but they all had their suspicions. I just told them that it was some random guy. Sure, I still wanted my revenge but I think leaving that note had to of killed him even just a little.

I currently sat at the front desk tediously doing paper work and didn’t bother to look up when the little bell that hung above the door chimed. It has been a slow day, barely any walk-ins, just appointments but I knew there weren’t any appointments now.
I looked up and saw the back of a heavily tattooed man and a shorter, well, blank canvas. Both of them were staring at the pictures on the wall.

“Can I help you guys?” I asked nicely from my desk. They turned around and I could feel my eyes go wide. I didn’t know the tattooed one, I think his name was Tony, but I sure as hell knew the other.

“Hey! You’re the girl Mike brought home like a week ago, right?” Vic asked and I was at loss for words.

“Uh..erm.. yeah.” I smiled awkwardly. Tony looked at Vic with a confused expression and just shook his head.

“Is Dave here? He still has to finish my tat.” He said breaking the awkward silence between all of us.

“He is here but not here. He went out with a few of the others to get food. I think he should be back within a half hour if you want to wait.” I rambled and looked at the time to avoid looking at them. I wonder if Vic still remembers me or, better yet, if he actually knows who I am. I wonder if Mike told him about the note.

“Okay. Is it okay if we stay in here?” Vic asked looking to Tony for a little confirmation.

“Sure, as long as you don’t try to rob me or break shit, I think it should be fine.” I chuckled and so did they. I tried to make things a little less awkward with some humor but it was the tension that I was more worried about. I could feel myself getting frustrated with every second that passed. I know I shouldn’t be stressing out about a fucking one night stand but I couldn’t help it! My emotions were so mixed at this point that I really couldn’t stop the thoughts that circulated around in my head.

As I continued to do my work, I could feel eyes watching me. I looked up and saw Vic, staring while Tony played with his phone. He got up and made his way to where I was. I felt myself start to panic and tried to contain everything I wanted to say, from coming out of my mouth.

“I know who you are.” He whispered as he leaned against the counter top.

“I… Wait… I just… dammit.” I stumbled over my words and got frustrated.
“It’s fine. I’ll try not to tell Mike but just so you know, he comes here a lot for his tattoos.” He chuckled.

“Vic, you can’t tell him.” I said speedily and he chuckled.

“He already knows. He may not know where you work but he knows it was you he brought home that night.” It was like he was throwing the fact that I left the note in my face. I had never known that Vic could be so damn spiteful. Then again, I never really knew Vic at all.

“So he actually remembered the note?” I asked quietly.

“Jayme, I hope you realized that you leaving actually killed him. He may have been the biggest dick to you but he did have feelings for you.” He whispered harshly. I blinked a few times as I took in the shocking information.

“No. you’re lying. Your brother hated me. That note was just another thing to fuck with my head.”
I said trying to deny everything he had said. There was no possible way Mike had any type of feelings for me at all. He fucking tortured me in high school! There was nothing nice about him.

“Fine. Don’t believe me but when he comes in one day and tries to talk to you, don’t be surprised when he says he actually liked you.” He shrugged before he walked away to sit next to Tony.

I let out a sigh of relief as Dave and the girls walked in laughing, with food in their hands. Dave happily greeted Tony and left me alone with Vic. I wanted so badly to break down but I couldn’t, not here.

“Case, is it alright if I leave early today?” I mumbled. I could feel my breathing starting to hitch in my throat and she sadly nodded. Even she could tell I was on the verge of a break down. Casey had a key so I didn’t have to worry about locking up today. I quickly gathered all my stuff and rushed out to my car. Once inside, I lost it. I let every frustration out on the inside of my car. Poor thing, always seemed to take the worst of my abuse.

I calmed down just enough to drive home. I ran inside and straight up to the bathroom. I happened to stop in my bedroom and saw a note lying on the pillow.

I wiped the tears from my eyes but the note just brought them all back. It was the one I had left for Mike to find but at the bottom it read:






I meant what I said. I did like you,
Even if I was a dick and didn’t show it.
I’m sorry.

Notes

I feel some kind of way about this one. not sure if it's good or bad....

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