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need a friend…”
    Reality washed over me and I said, “We never really
were friends, Kristie. We were lovers…at best.” She looked hurt and I felt bad,
but it was the truth. That was the big difference between her and Alexa. I
really felt like Alexa was my friend, not just because she was Emma’s friend,
but because she and I legitimately had a lot in common.
    “I don’t remember it that way,” she said. “We did a
lot of other things besides sex. The sex was fantastic.” She looked at me as if
looking for confirmation. I kept my face neutral. Once again I was thinking, “Not like it is with Alexa.”
    “But we did other things.”
      I finally
nodded. If that’s how she wanted to remember it, I guess it didn’t really hurt
anything and it made her feel better. It was at that moment it dawned on me
that as crazy as I accused her of being…maybe a lot of it was my fault. How
many times have I texted her lately because I was desperate for company, only
to end up telling her to get lost?
    “Hey Kristie,” I said.
    “Yeah?”
    “I think I owe you a really big apology.”
    “For what?”
    “All of this back and forth stuff. It’s not fair. I
tell you we’re over and I tell you to leave me alone and then I call you and
tell you to come over. It has to be confusing. I’m sorry.”
    She looked surprised and it made me feel even worse
to think my apology would shock her.
    “It is confusing,” she said. “But it’s okay. I know
you’ve been through so much and I understand that you’re confused yourself.
You’re spending time with that…the redhead. She was a friend of Emma’s right?”
    “Yeah. Her name is Alexa.”
    “I’m sure it makes you feel closer to Emma to be
with one of her friends…but when you have that out of your system, I want you
to know that I’ll still be here for you.”
    “Being with Alexa started out about Emma,” I told
her, “but since I’m telling you the truth here, I have to tell you that it’s
not about Emma anymore. I really like her…”
    “Then why isn’t she here with you? Why did you text
me?”
    “Honestly?
Because I’m an ass. I keep telling you that we’re over and then I get upset or
lonely and I text you back. It’s wrong of me.” I set the water down and stood
up. “I’m sorry, Kristie. My head has been so screwed up. The truth is that we
both know this is not going anywhere, and I need to stop doing this to you…and
to myself.”
    She stayed where she was on the couch.
      Looking up at
me, she said, “Seriously? You’re kicking me out, again?”
    “This was just a bad idea and I’m really sorry. My
head has been really screwed up lately and I don’t have any right to do this to
you…”
    She stood up then and pressed her lips to mine. It
felt foreign to be kissing her, and wrong. It wasn’t only because I wanted
Alexa so badly…it was because I knew if I kissed her back…if I had sex with
her, I’d be using her. I also know that I’d be perpetuating her obsession. I
needed to put a stop to this, once and for all. I took her arms and gently held
her back.
    “Kristie, you need to go, okay? We just need to make
a clean break here. I won’t do this to you again.” She tried to come towards me
again. She had a hell of a time with being rejected. I held her back and used
my hold on her to point her towards the door. Then out of guilt, I apologized
again and said, “One of these days, you’ll find someone that makes you happy.
But not if you keep hanging around waiting for things to work out with me.” She
didn’t say anything. She just looked at me with hurt in her eyes and left. It
was the second time in two days that I’d made a woman feel like shit. I was on a roll.

 
    CHAPTER
SEVEN
    ALEXA
    The next day I went online and did a little job
searching. I filled out a few applications, but my heart wasn’t really into it.
I kept checking my phone every five minutes to see if I’d missed a call or a
text. By that evening I