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had that conversation at the coffee shop?' Kirstin was still a little tipsy but it finally snapped 'Oh my god, what if he broke up with her because of that conversation at the coffee shop? No, he wouldn't. Would he?' Kirstin suddenly sat up making Tom wobble backwards.
"Kirstin, are you ok?" Tom asked reaching a hand out for her.
Kirstin grabbed a blanket off the chair next to the couch and wrapped it around herself.
"Uh yea, um Tom I can't do this." she said pulling the blanket tight.
"But why?" Tom asked standing up, "This doesn't have to do with the pip squeak at the bar does it?" Kirstin sighed.
"No! I mean, I don't know, it might." her temper was getting the best of her "But I don't see why that is factor."
Tom looked shocked. "I thought you really liked me so yeah, it is a factor and you even called me your boyfriend and were all over me." Tom sounded hurt. Kirstin didn't wanna do that to him.
"Tom, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm so sorry if I did, but tonight's just not good." she said "Maybe some other time."
She walked to the door and opened it. Tom grabbed his shirt and walked out of the apartment without another word.
Kirstin closed the door. She sat there, leaning against the door. She had her head in the middle of her knees. It hadn't been a good night. Tom was hurt, she was hurt and she probably hurt Ashley at the bar.
"What am I gonna do now?" she wondered, clueless.
Chapter 10
3 months had gone by. After what happened between Kirstin and Tom that night, she had never seen him again. She didn't want too. She was ashamed of herself. And he never went after her, mostly because he didn't have her phone number and didn't know what to say if he was to show up at her door.
Kirstin kept her routine: home to college – college to work – work to home. And the 'Thursday Nights' were also kept as part of the routine. She and Grace had to find somewhere else to go because Kirstin didn't wanna see Tom. No need to say that Grace was not at all happy with how things turned out to be. Kirstin still had her fun with the 'Thursday Guys' every week and very often things would end up at her place. It was the choice she had made to help herself forget about Ashley. And it was working pretty well. Sometimes it just felt like a bad dream to Kirstin.
Ashley had spent the past 3 months trying to put everything behind him and go on with his life. A little after the night at 'Inferno' things were pretty messed up in Ashley's head. He ended a 5-month relationship with a great girl so he could be with the girl he really loved. But things didn't go as planned and he was left pretty hurt. Day after day, he would expect Kirstin's call. At every hour he would check his cell phone to make sure it was on. But she never called. It was starting to interfere on his job, so he managed to put things behind him at least while working, but when he was lying in bed, trying to sleep, with his eyes closed, it was Kirstin's face he would see. But time was the best medicine for Ashley and her face eventually started to fade away.
"Excuse me, sir."
"Kirstin, please, come in." Mr. Goodman, a short, bald guy in his mid forties and with a really friendly face pointed a chair in front of his desk so Kirstin would sit.
"Did you wanna see me, sir?"
"Yes, I did. It's about your job here." Kirstin got a bit worried. She couldn't afford to lose her job there. It would be too difficult for her to find other job in that area. With a worried look upon her face, she said:
"Yes…"
"Oh, don't worry, it's a good thing." Mr. Goodman had a smile on his face. Kirstin felt relieved. He continued. "Actually, not that good. Because you don't work for me anymore."
"What? But, sir, I can't…" Kirstin tried to say but was cut off by Mr. Goodman.
"Kirstin, relax. You don't work for me anymore because I got you something better. It's like a promotion."
"What?" she was surprised. She
"Kirstin, are you ok?" Tom asked reaching a hand out for her.
Kirstin grabbed a blanket off the chair next to the couch and wrapped it around herself.
"Uh yea, um Tom I can't do this." she said pulling the blanket tight.
"But why?" Tom asked standing up, "This doesn't have to do with the pip squeak at the bar does it?" Kirstin sighed.
"No! I mean, I don't know, it might." her temper was getting the best of her "But I don't see why that is factor."
Tom looked shocked. "I thought you really liked me so yeah, it is a factor and you even called me your boyfriend and were all over me." Tom sounded hurt. Kirstin didn't wanna do that to him.
"Tom, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm so sorry if I did, but tonight's just not good." she said "Maybe some other time."
She walked to the door and opened it. Tom grabbed his shirt and walked out of the apartment without another word.
Kirstin closed the door. She sat there, leaning against the door. She had her head in the middle of her knees. It hadn't been a good night. Tom was hurt, she was hurt and she probably hurt Ashley at the bar.
"What am I gonna do now?" she wondered, clueless.
Chapter 10
3 months had gone by. After what happened between Kirstin and Tom that night, she had never seen him again. She didn't want too. She was ashamed of herself. And he never went after her, mostly because he didn't have her phone number and didn't know what to say if he was to show up at her door.
Kirstin kept her routine: home to college – college to work – work to home. And the 'Thursday Nights' were also kept as part of the routine. She and Grace had to find somewhere else to go because Kirstin didn't wanna see Tom. No need to say that Grace was not at all happy with how things turned out to be. Kirstin still had her fun with the 'Thursday Guys' every week and very often things would end up at her place. It was the choice she had made to help herself forget about Ashley. And it was working pretty well. Sometimes it just felt like a bad dream to Kirstin.
Ashley had spent the past 3 months trying to put everything behind him and go on with his life. A little after the night at 'Inferno' things were pretty messed up in Ashley's head. He ended a 5-month relationship with a great girl so he could be with the girl he really loved. But things didn't go as planned and he was left pretty hurt. Day after day, he would expect Kirstin's call. At every hour he would check his cell phone to make sure it was on. But she never called. It was starting to interfere on his job, so he managed to put things behind him at least while working, but when he was lying in bed, trying to sleep, with his eyes closed, it was Kirstin's face he would see. But time was the best medicine for Ashley and her face eventually started to fade away.
"Excuse me, sir."
"Kirstin, please, come in." Mr. Goodman, a short, bald guy in his mid forties and with a really friendly face pointed a chair in front of his desk so Kirstin would sit.
"Did you wanna see me, sir?"
"Yes, I did. It's about your job here." Kirstin got a bit worried. She couldn't afford to lose her job there. It would be too difficult for her to find other job in that area. With a worried look upon her face, she said:
"Yes…"
"Oh, don't worry, it's a good thing." Mr. Goodman had a smile on his face. Kirstin felt relieved. He continued. "Actually, not that good. Because you don't work for me anymore."
"What? But, sir, I can't…" Kirstin tried to say but was cut off by Mr. Goodman.
"Kirstin, relax. You don't work for me anymore because I got you something better. It's like a promotion."
"What?" she was surprised. She
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