Poor Me

Chapter 10

Mica

I am freaking out.

Dylan went to a date and I'm losing my mind. Why you ask. Well...I don't know why.

I'd tell you if I knew I just couldn't believe she's still doing this silly dating thing.

What the hell does she want with other people while I'm here. I've always been here. Why can't she just stay single without a girlfriend to hurt her. She has to stop this nonsense. What if this person is a serial killer or smells like s**t. What is they are abusive or cheat on her like Tate did.

I can't stand this, when she comes back we have to have a little talk. I can't live with fear that she might come to my door in tears like she's been doing.

I sit down tugging at my hair.What is wrong with me am I really being a b***h just because Dylan went out on a date. I am the one who pushed her away when she showed signs of being interested in being with me. I'm f****d up.

Seriously though I bet she's going to come back all sad because of something stupid her date did.

Two hours later Dylan doesn't come back sad. She comes back with her hands full of flowers and a big smile on her face. She can't even get that silly look of her face, god I wish I could smack it off of her. This is dumb I don't know what I'm mad about. Dylan has been through hell and she deserves every bit of happiness she can get without me being a baby about it.

"Okay please wipe that awful expression off your face and tell me what's bothering you"

"It's nothing"I shrug faying ignorance when really I feel like banging my head against the kitchen counter.

"Well okay then let's have some wine and pizza to celebrate" she says letting it go.

"Celebrate what"

"My second date, silly. Blue said it will be fancy so I'll have to go shopping" she sqweels "This is so exciting Babu, you have no idea" Who the f**k names their kid Blue, I bet she has a stupid face too.

"Happy for you sweetheart" I try to smile but it feels like a grimace.

"You don't sound it"

"Yeah just tired" I fake yawn "Listen I'm not really hungry I just want to sleep. Are you spending the night"

She stands up coming to stand Infront of me her hand on my cheek.

"Wait are you mad at me. Whatever I did I'm sorry just don't hate me"

"You did nothing, I'm tired"

"Well just talk to me if there..."

"Dylan!" I run my hands down my face " I'm just tired of you unloading all your troubles on me okay. You never ask if I'm okay or not. You don't care about me and you just use me as your free psychiatrist so I'm tired. Just let me be"

"Oh. I.. I'm sorry about doing that to you I didn't realize" she presses her phone for a bit then looks up at me tears threatening to fall "I called an Uber since I had a few drinks but I'll pick my car up tomorrow."

"I'll walk you out make sure you're safe" I offer already regretting saying what I said.

"No it's cool just go to sleep since you're tired" she takes her bag and leaves.

Dammit I'm such an asshole.

Why did I have to be such a dambass. Now she's probably crying because of me while she was so happy when she arrived. I don't even want to sleep. I should fix this I'm sure I can get her to understand why I was being an asscrack even though I don't know. or at least I don't want to know. Let me try to sleep because tomorrow I have some groveling to do.

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I wake up early so I could try to clean up my place before I meet Dylan. I want to meet her before she starts with her day and comes to get her car. I don't know what she has planned so I want to make sure I don't disturb any of her plans. When I'm done I take the spare key she gave me that belongs to her place. I drive to her place. When I find it locked I almost turn around but I decide against it. if I want to get my friend to forgive me for being such a jeck I'll have to work for it.

In my case I just have to open the door and let myself inside her apartment without her knowing. I do just that trying to make as little noise as possible. I know she's inside I just don't know what she's up to.

I stop in my tracks.

What if she has someone over and I'm here sneaking up on them like a creepy stalker. s**t what do I do, I'm already halfway inside the house. What if they are busy having... morning s*x, that will be so awkward for me. For all of us infact. I should just...

"Mica?"

"Oh hey Dee, what's up" She looks at me for a long time not saying anything.

"What's up with you. You never call me Dee and you're in my apartment without my permission or knowledge" she takes a few steps closer her face full of worry "Are you okay Babu, is something wrong"

"No everything is fine... well not really. Okay what I'm trying to say is I'm sorry for what I said to you it was stupid and uncalled for. I'm really sorry I made you cry"

"It's fine Mica. I have been using you as of late. Always calling you when I need help or when I need something but never calling you to just be your friend and listen to your problems. That was not cool of me and I'm so sorry"

"You can call me any time to vent and cry I was serious when I said I'll always be there for you"

"Hug?" she acts like she doesn't want to until I yank her close to me "Come here you"

We hug for a long time just listening to each others heartbeats. I really hate that I made her cry.

"I love you"I tell her in a low voice.

"I love you too Babu"

"Let me take you out shopping. You said you wanted something to wear to your second date right." I push some of her hair behind her ear "Let me show you how sorry I am by paying for anything you want"

"Anything? Really?"

"Yeah anything"

She places her hand between her boobs looking at me "My heart"

"Go get ready before I change my mind" I push her away making my way to the fridge to look for something to eat. I didn't get a chance earlier. People always shame me for always eating but I won't starve myself just to make them happy. I eat when I feel like it which happens to be a lot. I don't gain weight from it so why limit my self.

"Why is there no food in here" I call out to her.

"I was planning on going grocery shopping later but tomorrow is still a day I'll do it after work. Why, are you hungry"

"Yes I am, can we start with breakfast first before shopping"

"Sure. just know you're paying for that too."

"Whatever, just hurry up will you"

"Fine"

A few minutes later she's out wearing a tube tank top with blue ripped jeans and heels, her hair tied up on top of her head into a messy bun. She looks amazing.

"You're seriously wearing heels while going shopping"

"I can manage, plus they are short and comfortable. I'm also not planning on entering every store since it's just a second date. Not that big of a deal."

We start by eating breakfast. I order a texas french toast dipped in delicious cinnamon egg batter while Dylan orders a breakfast sandwich with bacon, eggs and cheese served on a hard roll. After we're done eating we start shopping.

Even though she said she won't try too hard to find something she searches and almost fight with a couple of people over clothes with is funny to watch until she is about to beat them up. She knows I have her back even if she has a lot of sass. I hate going out like this that's why I shop online but I have to admit I'm having a lot of fun.

Well until Tate shows up out of nowhere.

"s**t" I matter in a low voice.

"What, what happened"

"Hey guys. I was passing by just wanted to make sure you're okay Dylan. You didn't answer any of my texts". Tate says coming to stand Infront of us. But I just can't get over that Dylan has been texting and Dylan didn't tell me. What the f**k. She actually looks a little disheveled but beautiful regardless in her suit and heels, which pisses me the f**k off even more.

"Yeah I kinda didn't want to talk to you after what you did. I mean you were acting like you care but we both know you don't otherwise you wouldn't have done what you did. But if you must know I'm fine" she grabs me by my hand "Let's go"

"Wait Dylan. I'm glad you're okay. Just know that I'm sorry about what I did to you. it was seriously f****d up of me to do. I hope you can forgive me and maybe we can become friends"

"I'm sorry I questioned your sexuality. You can f**k whoever you want man or woman. But I don't forgive you, it's fine if you don't forgive me too. Can you please never talk to me again in the future that would be highly appreciated" she tells her in a stern voice laced with anger.

We rush out leaving Tate standing there. I have a lot to say to her but I don't want to get in the middle of Dylan's fights. I want to punch her face so hard she never feels like going out ever again. I just hope she'll take Dylan warning seriously because next time I won't hold back.