I slammed my coffee cup down on the desk in front of me and groaned. My eyes were on fire from editing and re-reading articles for National Geographic, and my brain felt like it was going to explode. I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.

“Rough day, Rae?” My co-worker Alex spoke up from behind my desk chair.

“These people don’t know how to write,” I sighed. “My eyes are seriously killing me and my brain feels like it’s about to shut down,” I laughed. “I swear I didn’t write this shitty in college, I don’t know where these kids get their writing skills from.”

“Not everyone graduated top of their class in college, Rae,” Alex laughed. “But I understand, all I’ve done today is organize all the pictures from Madrid. Separating the good from bad, my eyes are about on the same page as you. It’s about three, do you want to go grab a quick bite to eat and clock out?”

“Please. I need to get away from this computer,” I laughed and got out of my chair and grabbed my purse before making my way out of the cubicle and the building with Alex.

Once we settled down in Panera and began eating, Alex began to implode my mind with the drama between her and Josh, her boyfriend of two years. “I swear to God I cannot do anything without him being up my ass, Rae. He fucking downloaded a GPS on my phone so he can watch where the hell I go!”

“Why don’t you just break things off with him, he’s fucking crazy,” I shook my head. I honestly didn’t understand why she put herself through all of this shit. “Do you know how many guys would kill to be with you, Alex? And you sit there with Dicky McDick.”

She sighed, “I love him, Rae. I can’t just up and leave the guy... no matter how much of a psychotic douche bag he is.” She took a sip of her green tea and let out a huff, “So how are things between you and Fuentes?”

“Don’t even get me started,” I laughed. “Last night he felt the need to make an announcement to everyone in the bar that I was giving out free blow jobs in the men’s bathroom at one o’clock if anyone was interested.”

Alex laughed, “You two are so stupid, Rae.”

“I have to listen to Jaime screech about how me and Mike need to grow up every time we get back from being around him. Like give me a damn break, you know?” I chuckled. “I honestly don’t see anything wrong with the way we are. We don’t like each other. I’m only 21, and he’s just freshly 22. There’s nothing wrong with our actions.”

“I don’t have an issue with it. I think it’s pretty funny.” Alex smiled, “I still swear he hates you because all you did was turn him down in high school.”

“He was sketchy back then! Just not as sketchy as he is now,” we both laughed. “Ladies love the sketchy Fuentes.”

“I don’t even see why. I mean he isn’t all that attractive.”

I sighed, “I think he’s got a great face, and his body is okay. He’s just such a dick that no matter how attractive he is, it doesn’t matter ‘cause his personality is shit when it comes to girls. Like I know why the guys love him. He’s funny and crazy and shit, but he’s just so rude and obnoxious.”

Alex laughed, “I will never forget New Years two years ago... When he pulled you on top of the bar at Casey’s and forced you to let him take a body shot off you.”

I groaned, “Don’t even remind me. I will never forget that, and him screaming I’M GOING HOME WITH RAE MATTHEWS TONIGHT at the top of his lungs.” Alex and I both bursted into laughter. “And then he walked off to find some slut to make me jealous with.”

“When he practically humped her in front of you.... oh boy.”

“Always the reason why I introduce myself as his ex-girlfriend,” I smiled. “I actually introduced myself as his girlfriend last Saturday.”

“Are you serious? Why! I feel like I never fucking hear anything anymore because I’m locked in my damn house,” Alex huffed.

I sighed, “Just sneak out with me! And well, some girl like walked up to him and introduced herself and like went to touch his thigh and I hopped off my bar seat and walked over and was like, get the fuck away from my boyfriend. She fucking ran.” We both bursted into laughter once again before deciding that we should probably head back to our homes. “I love you so much, Alex. Please break away from Josh enough to hang out with me again outside of work, okay?” I pleaded as I hugged her. She promised she would try before heading back home in her own vehicle.

As I walked into the front door of my apartment, I let out a big “HONEY I’M HOME!” To find all the boys sitting on my couch staring at me like I had three heads. “Sorry, you guys don’t make grand entrances when you walk into your home?” I smiled at the boys and made my way to my bedroom to change into something much more comfortable than my work clothes. I settled on a pair of yoga pants and an old Sublime t-shirt I’ve had for years before walking back out and joining the boys in the front room. I immediately got hit with a thousand questions. How was work? How was your day? Was Alex at work today? Does she still have a boyfriend?

“One at a time, gentlemen,” I smiled as I grabbed a slice of pizza from the box sitting on the coffee table.

“How was work?” Vic smiled at me.

“It was treacherous. I seriously sat there and read people’s shitty writing all day. I feel like my eyes have been burned with lasers,” I laughed and took a seat on the ottoman next to Mike’s feet. “And before you ask, Alex still has a boyfriend.”

“Dammit,” Vic cursed under his breath.

Jaime was the next to ask a question, “So what are you doing this evening?”

“Sleeping, because unlike you I have a day job. So don’t even ask me to go out tonight,” I grinned.

“But come on, Rae. You went out last night... why can’t you go out tonight?” He whined. “Jessie is going and she doesn’t want to be alone.”

“If Jessie is going, so is Steph,” I shot Jaime a dirty look. “I’ve been working my ass off all day, I’m tired, I’m moody, and I’m not down for an argument.”

“Fine,” he sighed and slugged back into the couch like a little boy who didn’t get something he wanted.

“You really don’t want to come out tonight? I need a date,” Mike sipped his beer and nudged me with his black vans.

I cringed, “Number one, don’t touch me with your feet. Number two, why don’t you call up one of your whores, Michael?”

“Why do you think I asked you,” he smirked and took another sip of his beer.

“Fuck you, Fuentes,” I laughed and shook my head.

“Right back at ya’, Matthews,” he grinned. “Not in a fighting mood?”

“All I want to do is sleep,” I sighed and stood up, stretched and sighed again.

“You can always sleep with me.”

“In your dreams, Mike. In your dreams,” I laughed as I made my way towards the bathroom to take off my make up. I wiped it off, washed my face, brushed my teeth, did my business and then turned the light off and made my way into my bedroom to find Mike rummaging through my dresser drawers. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!”

“You have really small tits,” he laughed as he held up a leopard print bra. “I haven’t been with a girl who was B-Cup since high school!”

“Give me that you fucking asshole!” I growled and snatched the bra out of his hand, “And sorry for having real fucking boobs unlike all the dirty little fake bimbo’s you fuck!” I threw the bra back in my drawer before slamming it closed and turning to face him, “What the fuck are you doing in my room, Fuentes?”

“Nothin’,” he smiled.

“Get the fuck out,” I growled at him. He didn’t move. “Get the fuck out of my room!” I screamed and tried to shove him backwards. “Michael Christopher Fuentes, get out of here now.”

“Nope,” he smiled again and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go to sleep.”

He began to pull me towards my bed, I tried to pull my hand out of his grip but he just tightened it and threw me down. “You are fucking mental,” I sighed as he sat all his weight on top of my pelvis and straddled me. “GET OFF, MIKE!”

“Stop crying, you like it,” he laughed. I gave him a straight face and stared into his stupid brown eyes, “Aw. Look how cute you are,” he laughed and poked my cheek.

“Can I please just go to sleep?” I groaned, “I’m not in the mood for your shit right now Mike. I am so tired.”

“Only if you promise to come out with me tomorrow night!” He smiled, “If you promise I will leave little Rae-Bear alone.”

“What the... Why the hell do I, of all people, have to come out with you for?”

He grinned, “It’s a special surprise just for you.”

“I hate you,” I groaned threw my head back into the mattress.

“You wanted to keep this game up, I told you I will crush you.”

“Out.”

“Promise me,” he grabbed my right arm and began to slightly twist it. “Now, Rae. Promise you’re coming out with me tomorrow night.”

“Get off my arm you abusive piece of shit,” I growled.

He twisted harder, “Now what do you say?”

“I PROMISE. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!” I screamed then sighed in relief when he let go of my arm.

“Good girl,” he smiled and kissed my forehead before getting off me and leaving the room with a wink, then closing the door behind himself.

What the fuck.... I mumbled to myself before getting up and locking my bedroom door then crawling into bed and drifting off to sleep.