Nat, Finn, Sloane and I turned to look at him, "Definitely not your girls." Sloane said before walking into the kitchen. I nodded at Matti—I wanted to leave this high tension apartment of mine.

He nodded back towards me and we both waved bye to everyone. I walked down the hallway with Matti putting my shoes on. "I'm going to get the jeep so you don't have to walk as far in the rain." He says while opening the door.

I smile and nod at him. He walks out of the apartment and into the hallway as I stand up straight. I huff out a breath of air.

"It was Sloane's wasn't it?" Blake's voice muttered behind me as I jumped in fright. "God you really know how to sneak up on someone—don't you?" I whisper back as I open the door, walking out in the hallway.

I wanted to get away from the tornado inside of my apartment—Blake Day.

But instead of me standing alone waiting for Matti, Blake followed.

I stopped on my feet as soon as I heard his footsteps. "Well. What do you want now?" I ask as he chuckles. "Was it Sloane's? Or yours?" He repeats his questions as I roll my eyes.

"And if it were," I say as he cocks an eyebrow. "Not a big deal. I just wanted to know." He speaks and shrugs. I hum, "Well. Got to go, see you later." I walk out of the building but a hand stops me.

"I'm sorry. I don't have good control over my feelings or emotions." He rushes out as I freeze. He stares into my eyes as I stare right back into his. "Okay," I drag out the word as I nod and turn to walk away from the nightmare.

I open the door and pray that a fucking lightning strike would bless my body and hit me.

I see the jeep and walk toward the passenger side door—Matti of course, waiting on the outside of it to open the door for me. The torrential downpour had turned into a light sprinkle but the sky was dark as if it were the night.

It was around six but the sky should start to set soon—it was like the storm from hell had decided to grace us with its presence.

"M'lady," Matti spoke as he nodded towards me before opening the door. He reached out his hand to give me a boost into the lifted vehicle. I nodded at him in thanks before he shut the door.

So this is what life was going to be like now?

I could have someone that I could count on?

The light rain had tapped against the jeep in soft touches. It was soothing. Matti threw open his door and hopped in. I looked at him as his eyes twinkled at me.

It was as if the moon and the stars had come together because I felt so spiritually aligned with this boy—it was extraterrestrial.

"You're so beautiful you know that," The words leave his lips as mine curl upwards. "You're even more beautiful when you get accused of taking a Plan B." He jokes as I chuckle.

"You're lucky Blake didn't tear you a new ass." He said as he pulled the vehicle onto College Ave. I raised my eyebrows, "Matti, why would he care?" I ask. I really wanted to say, why would I care—but I'm not in the mood for arguing.

I was damp and wet—like a dog after a rainy day in Missouri.

"He's super conservative—you know, like his dad for example. They disagree on a lot of things but he will give you a brochure and a pamphlet if he hears about Plan B or Abortions." I choke out a laugh.

"I know right," He mocks as I roll my eyes and look out the side mirror. "You're telling me he's never accidentally busted? Or the condom hasn't broken?" I ask as he nods.

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