I Can’t Be With You Anymore

(Dmitri’s Thoughts) (A Day Before The Big Event)

My head is still spinning from drinking too much, and when I open my eyes, I am in a familiar place, Avery’s apartment.

“Ugh,” I groan as I try to sit down on this couch. Then a bag of ice hits me from the side, “Fuck!” I blurt out.

“Fuck you, too!” a feminine voice of a man speaks with so much annoyance in it.

“Hey, what are you doing here? And what this?” I ask while holding the ice pack.

But instead of answering, his annoying attitude takes over. He ignores my question and won’t even talk to me.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you?” upset of his treatment, I yell.

“Liar! Why would you even lie to me, dickhead? Office? Work? Then, tell me, since when did a bar filled with alcohol and dancing ladies become your workplace, huh?” now his voice is higher than mine.

I look away, “I just met a friend at a nearby coffee shop, that’s it,” I make an excuse.

“Yeah right! Coffee shop, your ass! Bullshit!‘ he rebels.

“Hey, I was telling the truth