Not so fast

JAMIE WILLIS

It was normal human behavior to feel a sense of joy and relief when a person gets a break from work yet here I was feeling the opposite. I hated the idea of spending another godforsaken day cooked up in my apartment.

The worst part was that I could hear them. Jayne and her girlfriend ― I could hear every little sound they were making through the walls. It was like they were taunting me on purpose ― Holding it over my head that I had lost the chance to hit it.

Their giggles at night and lovey-dovey noises drove me to the brink of madness. I wondered what they were laughing about. It had to be me. I couldn’t think of anything else that would amuse them.

As if that wasn’t enough, the next morning crowned it off when I got up to a knock on my door. It was too late to turn back when I answered and saw them there, smiling, in each other’s arms.

“Honey, this is the guy I was telling you about,” Jayne said grinning like an idiot.

So they were talking about me huh…

I tried to act