When Rachel heard Emma swear, and the sound of a female voice she turned around. “Good God. Leave it to Ben,” she said disgusted.
Emma swore under her breath. “Dayum Rachael, I’m goin’ home. This was a bad idea,” she with an air of disappointment.
Rachael crossed her arms and looked the girl dead in the eye and asked, “Does Nick have someone in there with him too?”
Rayn shrugged. “He left the bar with Austin, I think it was his name, and some other guys. Maybe he’s with them,” she said.
“He’s in so damn much trouble!” bellowed Rachael and stomped out of the apartment slamming the door behind her.
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Ben woke up to yelling, followed by the sound of the door slamming. The bed next to him was empty. Good, he thought, Rayanne, no Rain, whatever her name was, she was gone. But what the hell was all the yelling about? Did Nick and Rachael have a fight?
He walked out of the bedroom and was greeted by the site of the sexy purple-haired girl still there, in her underwear, and a furious Emma staring at each other. Oh Fuck, thought Ben.
“Oh God Ben, get dressed!” pleaded Emma.
Ben looked down. He had on underwear. He grinned at Emma. “Aww, Em, don’t like the view?”
“You have some nerve! I’m leaving!” exclaimed Rayn.
Ben casually motioned towards the door which only served to infuriate her even more. She walked past Ben in huff and into his bedroom. The door slammed behind her making him jump and leaving him standing there alone with Emma – still in his underwear.
Ben felt terrible. “I’m sorry Em, I didn’t mean for you to see that.”
Before Emma could respond, Ryan rushed out of the bedroom, now dressed, and left, once again slamming the apartment door. Emma jumped this time and Ben winced.
“Well, she’s gone now,” said Ben sheepishly, “Please stay and have coffee?”
“Why Ben? Why should I? You will never change,” she said sadly, “A tiger can’t change his stripes.”
Just then the door opened and Rachael and Nick walked in hand in hand.
“Geez! Is this Grand Central Station?” asked Ben rolling his eyes.
“Excuse me,” said Emma as she maneuvered around the couple, “I’m leaving.”
“Nooo….Emmaaa!” said Ben and started to go after her.
Rachael put her hand out to stop him. “Dude, put some clothes on first.”
Ben looked down at himself again and sighed and decided to let Emma leave.
He walked over and sank down into the chair in defeat. He wasn’t sure why he wanted to go after her anyway. “Why the fuck is she mad at me?” he said to no one in particular, “She doesn’t want to be with me so why does she care if I’m with someone else?”
Rachael and Nick followed him and sat down on the couch. It was Rachael that answered. “She likes you, you dumb shit,” said Racheal obviously fed up with Ben,
“but she needs what you aren’t willing to give her. A chance at a real relationship.”
“I don’t do relationships Rachael. Only friends. And you know she is one of my best friends. Please, tell her I’m sorry.”
“Tell her yourself asshole – and please put some fucking clothes on!” demanded Rachael. She softened her tone and turned to Nick and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I’m gonna check on Emma. She probably needs a ‘real’ friend right now,” she said cutting her eyes over to Ben, “I will call you later Nick.”