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I
saw you, ” Bryan said, his
voice shaking.
    “ No,
you didn ’ t. Because I didn ’ t go. ”
    I stepped up to Bryan, ready to prove
the sexy smell of his cologne and the bitter smell of vomit. I still had yet to
find out who puked on him. He never denied it being a girlfriend. And that
pissed me off some more. That ’ s
all I needed. Some wanna be hero who had a girlfriend dropping off my cell
phone.
    I pointed at Bryan.
    “ How
did you find me? ”
    “ AJ, ” Bryan said.
    Damn, why did he say my name?
    I liked how it came off his lips.
    How it looked.
    How it sounded.
    Damn.
    “ No, ” I said. “ No, no. You showed up smelling like puke and you
have my phone. ”
    “ I
found it on the ground, ” Bryan said. “ Security came
and kicked that guy out with his girlfriend and then kicked me out too. I saw
the phone on the ground so I grabbed it. ”
    “ Okay,
fine, ” I said. “ Thank you. That was nice of you. ” I paused for a second and then
AJ the bitch came back. “ But
that doesn ’ t answer my
question. ”
    “ Calm
down, ” Bryan said. He
backed up some more and hit a wall.
    Yeah, that ’ s right.
    I had a guy twice my size backing
up.
    That ’ s
power.
    Real power.
    “ You
have one second to tell me, ” I said. “ Or... or I ’ ll rip your balls off. ”
    So gross, I know. But it was the
only threat that came to mind. And hell, it was the only threat I needed
because it worked.
    Bryan nodded and opened the flood
gates.
    “ I
saw your phone on the floor so I picked it up. I saw a message from someone
named Angela using your name so I knew it was yours. ”
    “ You
read my messages? ” I asked.
    “ Well,
just that one. I mean, at first. I had to take my two friends home. Jeff was
drunk and Gary is useless. When I got them home, Gary refused to carry Jeff so
I did, but he threw up before I picked him up and some of it must have gotten
on me. Sorry I stink. When I got them inside you got another text from Angela
saying something about being sorry. ” Bryan looked to the boxes. “ Which
now makes some sense looking at the boxes. Sorry if anything happened there. ” His eyes met mine again. “ I went through some of your
messages and then some emails and I finally found your address. ”
    “ You
read my messages and emails? ” I asked.
    “ Well,
yeah. I had to... ”
    I pushed at Bryan but it did
nothing. He was already against the wall.
    “ What
the fuck? ” I cried out. “ Do you just read other people ’ s business? ”
    “ No, ” Bryan said. “ But... you needed your phone.
And I mean, no offense, but it looks like you really need it now. ”
    “ Need
it now? ” I asked. “ What does that mean? ”
    “ Did
you get kicked out of school? ” Bryan asked.
    I growled and thought about
slapping him. Instead I grabbed his face, making his lips pucker.
    “ Look
at me. Listen. None of it matters, okay? This is my business right now. I ’ m handling things. ”
    Bryan nodded.
    I let his mouth go and stepped
back. I took a second to cool off and then said, “ Thank
you for bringing me my phone. ”
    Bryan nodded.
    “ I
need call my sister. Winnie. ”
    Bryan smiled at her name. I
squinted at him.
    “ What? ” he asked.
    “ Do
you know who Winnie is? ” I
asked.
    He shook his head. “ I swear, I don ’ t. ”
    “ You
read all those messages, ” I
said and shook my head.
    I could only imagine what kind of
messages were stored in my phone.
    I opened my text messages to Winnie
and stared.
    What would I say?
    If I tried to be cool about texting
her for a place to stay, she ’ d
know something was up. Or she ’ d
tell me she was too busy. If I made it sound serious, she ’ d cancel her plans and then I ’ d be in the motherly care of Winnie.
I ’ d have to hear her preach
to me all night, and I ’ d
resent that a stripper was giving me life advice. But it was my sister and I
loved her. I needed her.
    Tomorrow.
    I could brave one night in my car.
    Plus, by the time I