Rounding Third
“Tossing it in the air, I walk into the house and find my roommates circled around a table, doing shots in one hand with beers in the other.
Not interested in bullshitting, I give a small wave of my hand and rush up the stairs.
“Hey, Third Base,” Oliver calls out.
I pretend I didn’t hear him and continue to climb the stairs.
My door shuts, and the image of that asshole coming out of the apartment with a blonde spiraled around him assaults me. I desperately wanted to point to him, show Ella the scum she was dating, but I can’t be her back up, or worse, the rebound after her break-up because he hurt her. How could someone who had her ever be willing to jeopardize that?
Her words to the Barbie twins from next door ring in my ears. I hear her disregard of me and her voice saying that she’s still with the asshole who was fucking someone else in the apartment building she calls home.
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