Thunderstorm And Tulips

Cindy>

''Oh, not again please.'' I groan and smack a pillow over my head. But the knocking continues and gets even louder by the second.

''Cindy, I swear to God I will break this door down. You can't hide from us forever!'' Nancy shouts from the door, and I have no choice but to get up. I have been expecting them yesterday afternoon since they blew my phone up with texts and calls, I only responded to texts but ignored calls. Apparently Carla had my purse all of Friday night and I found it on my kitchen counter when I came back yesterday, pecks of sharing keys with your best friends. ''Just open the door girl, we know you are home anyway.'' Carla chimes in. I go downstairs and as soon as I open the door, they bombard me with questions. I go to the kitchen to get a bottle of wine and some glasses, I have a feeling I am going to need it to get through this meeting. I pour us some wine and get comfortable on the couch, and I go over every detail from Friday night to yesterday morning.

By the time I am done relaying everything, the girls are looking at me as if I know every secret to the universe. ''I am so jealous right now. Girl you won a lotto!'' Carla says, looking at me with wonder. ''Tell me you will be seeing each other again, because that was wild as hell.'' I guess I am also sad that it was just a once-off thing.'' It might be the best night for me, but maybe it is a regular occurrence for him so I don't think he will miss me.'' Carla and Nancy look at each other with smirks, and I feel like I missed a vital piece of information.'' What? What are you not telling me?'' Carla is the one to say,'' You honestly have no idea who he is?'' At my answer she went to get my laptop and types in 'Killian Blackwood', so that is his surname. The screen shows numerous search results and photos, his net worth and some articles on him being in the mafia. They are all speculations but no profound evidence, if he is mafia then it's no wonder really.

''So he is rich and famous? Why is that so important?'' Carla taps on an article, and reads it out loud, '' The billionaire is the most sought-after bachelor in New York, our sources says it is impossible to catch him with female companions. Is our bachelor celibate? We wonder...'' That is crazy, there is no way a man of his stature has no girlfriend or at least an escort.'' Well I was with him and nobody saw that, so maybe nobody has seen him because he is discreet.'' I defend.'' Girl, that man took the stairs like a madman as soon as he saw you fighting with Max.'' Nancy who has been quiet, says. ''That is just crazy and you know it, he showed up after he left.'' I say to them, but they merely stare at me. They are just putting crazy ideas in my head, and I am not having it. ''Anyway, how was the night after I left?'' I shot at them. ''Adrian came to get Carla at the club and Nico took me home.'' Nancy says absently while Carla goes red, I can't decide whether it's mortification or anger. ''He is such an asshole!! He came in there and dragged me out like he owned me, can you believe that?'' I guess that answers it.'' Why?'' I ask. ''He said something about needing files and he couldn't find me in my apartment, when I asked how he knew where I was he said I could never hide from him. What does that even mean? He ruined my night, and he punched a guy I was planning on leaving with.'' She complains and sulks.

Honestly, I learned a long time ago to never get in between their squabbles.'' Then what happened after you left with him? Did you give him the files?'' I ask. ''No, of course not. I slapped him and slammed the door on his face, which I now realize is not a good idea, since I need my job. What if he fires me?'' She frets.'' I think he would have let you know by now, he is an asshole like that. Or he could wait it out until tomorrow so he can fire you in front of everyone.'' Nancy shrugs and Carla looks like she is going to faint.'' Not helping Nancy! I don't think he could do that to Carla because I think he likes her. So maybe just forget about it now and see what happens in the morning. Yes?'' I try calming Carla before she has a heart attack. We spend the rest of the afternoon sipping wine and gossiping. It's our Sunday ritual.

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It has been hours since the girls left and I am getting ready for bed, when a knock sounds from the door. I check the time and it reads 9:30 PM, who could that be at this hour? I go downstairs and shout,''Who is it?''

''It's me. Max.'' Max?? What is he doing here at this hour? I decide not to open the door because I don't want to see him and he was mean to me.'' What do you want Max? There is nothing of yours in here.'' I say. ''Please open the door, I really want to talk you. I miss you and I know I f****d but please, I am so sorry okay?''

''No, not okay. I suggest you leave right now. I have nothing to say to you and we are done, get that in your head. And where the hell is your new girlfriend? Does she know you are here?''

''I don't care about her, I just want you, I promise I will be better and I won't cheat anymore.'' Is he for real? He must be losing his damn mind if he thinks I am taking him back.'' You leave right now, or I will call the police on your ass.''

''I heard you left with some guy on Friday, did he say he loved you Cindy? Is that why you suddenly think you are better than me now?'' He has lost all that softness he started off with and is replaced by pure anger. Which makes me wonder how this conversation would go if he was inside that house right now.

He has never put his hands on me before but there is always a first time, so he is staying out there. ''What I do and who I do it with is none of your business! Stay out of my life and get out of my house, right now!'' I shout at him and he tries to push his way in, he realizes he can't come in and bangs on the door a few times.'' We are not done, Cindy. You hear me you f*****g slut?! I will come back, I promise you that. You tell your little new boyfriend that I'll be seeing him soon too. f*****g b***h. Did you spread those ashy thighs for him too? You cold b***h!'' He bangs the door harder at my silence and stomps off the front door. I am in shock because what just happened right now? I have never seen this violent side of him before and it scares me so much. I spend almost an hour just standing on the stairs and it takes me a while to realize that I am gripping the banister so hard, and I am trembling. I finally gather enough courage to turn around and go to bed, where I toss and turn for the whole night. I must be so spooked because I wake up a few times feeling like someone is watching me, but the house is so quiet. Damn you, Max!!