What Happened Between Us?

Everything is Really Not What it Seems

Audrey

I still can't believe that it happened, but I guess that I should just let it go, but it's kind of hard when your grandparents don't understand that you and your boyfriend from when you were in high school have broken up THEN, and they keep sending you "Congratulations!" cards about your anniversaries from first year anniversaries, to, again, 7th.

I sighed as I trashed another one of their emails and went back to my blueprint that I had copied on my laptop from work. Yes, I know, work is done at work, but call me a rebel, a nerd rebel, but I actually find that I do my best thinking at home when it's nice and quiet. To be honest, that's how it's always been since my very first job, but now, since I had to move back home, New York City, I wasn't not too sure if I was going to stick to that tradition... The cars and taxicabs from outisde are pretty loud, not to mention the people, too.

Yes, even though that's the town that Vince and I had dated, but I finally decided to move back to New York, in a beautiful penthouse until I can settle in a house. There only a little problem, my neighbours were apparently the "Anderson's" and I'm guessing that means that Vince must of gotten married with a beautiful girl (or Joanna) and had children (or not because of Joanna)

Yeah yeah, I get it, I can hold a grudge. Oh, who's Joanna you ask? Just a girl who Vince cheated on me with on our one year anniversary. That's who.

But at least I'm not the kind of person who leaves broken hearts behind. Take me for example, I have a boyfriend, and he's AMAZING. Well he's not the best, but he's at least better at being a boyfriend than Vince. I mean, Colt and I, yes, his name is Colten, we have been have been dating for a year and two months! Two months. Beat that Anderson.

If only my grandparents would understand that I'm happy now.

All of sudden, my phone started to ring. I raced around my house, throwing everything around trying to find my phone. The reason I was in such a rush was because the walls are pretty thin around here so your neighbours can hear you. I stopped once I realized that one, I didn't know where it could be, and two, I didn't recognize the ring tone. I crept closely to my wall and listened. The ringing had stopped, and it turned out that it was my neighbours phone all along. I looked all around my messy home and slightly laughed.

I started to pick up all the blankets that were on the couch, but had been thrown on the floor, then continued on with my laundry basket, the unorganized closets, which lead on to dusting. To make it more fun for me, I grabbed my iPhone and stuck some earbuds in, then started jamming out while I was cleaning. Once I was done, I collapsed in my bed, only to read the clock that read 6:45 A.M.

Yes, call me crazy but I like waking up early to finish some undone chores. That way I had more time to get ready so I could relax more throughout the day. And if it means coming to work earlier, so be it.

Since I was already dressed and work didn't start so early, I decided to stop by the cafe for just a little while. Either way they weren't so far apart which was nice.

Now being much older than I was a few years ago, I had the money and with a little help from my parents, I was able to afford a car, so there was no need to get a taxi. Heck, if I even wanted to, I could walk from where I was to the cafe. Anyways, I grabbed my purse and my handy dandy work bag and exited my place. I wasn't the type of person to leave their door unlocked so I made sure to double check if it was locked tight. As I was walking down the hall, I saw some guy who had suspiciously looking dark brown hair... It reminded me of- ... Dammit.

Right as he who shall not be named turned around and almost saw me, I quickly escaped through a door that lead to the stair way. I walked as slow as I could down the stairs, just in case he was taking his time and might even talk to some people by the lobby. Once I reached the end of the stairs, I cursed myself thinking that he might be there. But remembering that I had work to show up to, I took a deep breath and opened the door.