Sadie lifted her face toward the ceiling and closed her eyes. So many years vowing never to be like her and here she was. Sadie was doing the very thing she would have done. Clarity set in. Sadie was not her and she was leaving. Sadie turned to leave when a faint male voice came from Stone’s apartment.
“Get your ass back here; I’m not done with you.” The voice was playful but demanding.
A woman’s giggle followed. “Lover, I need a drink.”
There were moments when even the sanest people lose all sanity. Something happened and the person just snapped. It was almost like an out of body experience. It was like watching yourself in a movie. But it wasn’t TV, it was real and it really happened. This was Sadie’s.
Her hand gripped the door and slowly opened it. Her eyes scanned the room and landed in the kitchen on a topless, ridiculously large breasted blonde at the sink. Her blonde hair was in disarray, better known as “sex hair,” and she was drinking a glass of water. Her heart beat faster and her hand clenched around the glass enchilada dish. Sadie knew this girl, Krista, the one from the diner who was with Stone. And now she was here with him. Motherfucker!
Sadie watched as she put her glass in the sink and turned toward the hallway. She swung toward Sadie and looked surprised. She was now in full view and completely naked. Of course, he would be with her. She had a perfect body, absolutely, perfectly plastic. Sadie looked to her face and she appeared slightly shocked. She could just imagine what Krista must see on her face. Pure unadulterated anger coursed through Sadie; she couldn’t even contain it.
Sadie walked to the couch and Krista took a step to the hallway. Sadie glared at her. Krista’s face changed at her anger. She had the nerve to smirk. Sadie knew she should turn around and go home, forget Stone ever existed. She should do exactly what she did with Tyler. It was what she should do. Just walk away and never look back. Sadie heard herself say it but she was too far gone. Sadie was done with walking away.
Sadie put on a sinister smile and cocked her head. Krista raised her eyebrows at Sadie and her expression changed once again. Krista just realized she might have underestimated the little diner girl.
“Uhh, baby, come out here,” Krista nervously shouted.
“Oh no, that’s not necessary you little fucking twit. You go back in and continue fucking that piece of shit motherfucker. Just do me a favor and tell him I think he is the biggest fucking asshole to ever walk the face of this earth. I hope he fucking catches all the venereal diseases your skanky ass is carrying. I hope he spends the rest of his life at clinics trying to treat all the warts on his cock. I hope the thing fucking rots off,” Sadie yelled at the top of her lungs.
A surprised male voice bellowed from the other room, “What the fuck?”
Sadie grabbed the tray of enchiladas and she ripped the cover off and flipped it over on the beautiful green couch. It splattered everywhere. The couch was ruined. She turned back to Krista.
“Enjoy dinner, it’s homemade. And tell him one more thing. Fuck you!” Sadie screamed.
She turned around and came to a halt. In the doorway, four sets of eyes were staring at her! Sadie could see them all, but one pair of confused eyes held hers. Stone. Stone was standing right in front of her. He wasn’t in his room waiting on his skank. He was ten feet in front of her. Sadie turned back to the skank who now tried to cover her breasts with one arm and her crotch with her hand. Sadie turned back to Stone.
Oh shit!
She met the stares of the others. Ethan and Roxanne looked back at her with stunned eyes while Bogs moved closer to Stone and looked as though he was trying to hold back from laughing.
“Sadie?” Stone questioned, bringing her attention back to him. “What the hell is going on?”
The color drained from her face. He wasn’t in his room having sex with Krista. Sadie had just yelled and screamed, called him names of the harshest kind, ruined his couch—all for nothing. He wasn’t even with her. Oh God!
“What the fuck?” Behind her came a furious roar. Sadie turned to see T, dressed in unbuttoned jeans standing in the doorway looking around the room. His voice was livid and his eyes blazed. His angry eyes landed on Sadie.
“This bitch just went psychotic on me,” Krista yelled, rushing behind T. “She’s fucking crazy, T. She told me to tell you to fuck off!”
Oh God! She was with T. It all became clear, she just completely fucked up.
“Sadie?” Her head whipped back to a bemused Stone.
“I just…I thought that you…” She looked over at a pissed off T. “But it was T and I…oh shit! I…I just…I fucked up.” She was such an idiot. Sadie bent her head down and tried to plan her escape. She needed the quickest way to dart out of the room. Suddenly, arms surrounded her and she was cradled with a chest to her back. His body rumbled.
“You thought it was me in the other room. Yeah?” He snorted.
Sadie nodded and peeked up to see Ethan and Bogs smirking. Roxanne had taken a seat on the untarnished couch. When
