Mr. Green Eyes
HE- WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED- sent me a check the other day,
I ripped it up into little pieces...then sent it back.
I didn't need his money, I couldn't help but think it was a pity check. But Brendan was fitting into a great distraction, he helped me start working out and get my mind off of him.
"Another set go!" My abdomen throbbed as I did another set of sit-ups.
I flopped on the mat after I was done and Brendan threw a towel over my face.
"Go clean yourself up, we're going shopping later," He said cheerfully just to skip out of the basement like a little child.
I wiped my sweat off with the towel and marched up the stairs, my mother was in the kitchen making us a strawberry and banana smoothie.
"Are those abs I see?" My mother questions, She looked 10x better than the night of the gala. She looked happier, a brand new person. She smiled as she put the strawberries inside the blender.
"Abs?! Where?!" Brendan turned me around looking at my stomach looking at the small defined squares "Maybe I am useful!"
"You can barely see them-"
"SH! Don't ruin my 'thriving personal trainer' moment" He placed a finger on my mouth shushing me.
I drink the smoothie and walk up to the bathroom to shower,
Is Roman thinking of you? Maybe...Maybe not.
I rush and turn on the warm water, undressing and getting under it. The warm water calms me down. I do my normal routine and I get my outfit out.
It was a normal shopping outfit, a black graphic t-shirt, and Brendan's sweatpants. I pull out some white sneakers and pull them on. I had to go shopping because surprise...all my clothes were at Roman's mansion so this is one of the few outfits I have that Brendan kept.
I put some sunglasses on my eyes walking down the stairs, I hear Brendan's voice.
"Uhm...maybe you're at the wrong house?"
"Uh- No. These are your 'best friends' clothes"
Alexandro? Why is Alex here?
I march up to the door, looking at the familiar head of blonde hair.
"Look at you!" Alex smiled at me while I kept a cold look on my face.
"These are my clothes?" I nodded at the brown boxes on the floor, Brendan left to get ready and I stayed on the door.
"Uh- Yeah. Roman-"
"Didn't want anything of mine in the house? No memories of the rat?"
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