What If? V

"Punk has a key." He chuckled. "Honestly, I don't mind."

She nodded a bit. "Okay then."

"Great." he grinned. "Hey guys, I'm gonna walk Ellie to her room, go on without me." he said. "Lead the way."

Punk rolled his eyes. "Let's go raid Colton's fridge." he told the guys. A collective 'yes!' was heard, lol.

Ellie chuckled a bit and started to head over to her apartment. "So, I'm guessing you live on this floor too?"

"Few floors up." he chuckled. "It's crazy, how we live in the same building. Just my luck, huh?"

"Yeah." she chuckled. "Or maybe I lied to stalk you." she joked. "Kidding, I'm not that crazy."

"Maybe I'll get to know how crazy you are." he chuckled. "This you?" he asked as they stopped.

She nodded. "Yep, this is me." she said. "Thanks for the ride and for walking me to my door." she told him.

"No problem." he smiled. "I'll call you."

"I look forward to it." she chuckled a bit. "Well then...good night." she said and offered her hand to him.

"Goodnight." He smiled and took her hand, shaking it before giving it a light kiss and walking away.

She blushed a little and made sure that he left before going inside. She sighed as she locked the door and heard Brad in the shower. She figured when he would get out, she'd end it. So, she sat on the bed and waited for him to get out...and he did about five minutes later.

"About time you got your ass here." he said.

"Uh yeah. Look Brad, this...relationship or whatever you call it, is over." she told him.

Brad snorted. "Good one."

"I'm serious." she told him. "You're no good for me. Why do I even stay? I could do so much better."

"...you were with someone, weren't you?"

"No." she told him. "But I could be and I am going to be." she said and started to walk off...but of course, he grabbed her arm roughly.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Let me go."

"Nah, what fun would that be?" he smirked and slapped her harshly, then threw her against the wall.

Needless to say, it'd be a long, painful night for her. Complaints from the neighbors, again.

That next morning, Lacy texted Ellie. How did it go with Scott last night? Obviously, having no idea about what went on with Brad.

Ellie wasn't dead or anything, lol...just bruised up somewhat. She did get rid of Brad though...she got her hits in too and he dumped her...which she was completely fine with. She saw Lacy's text and replied. It went well. He dropped me off and walked me to my door. That was it.

He walked you to your door!!! You're getting married.

The next text was from Scott. Morning, pretty girl.

She laughed a bit and shook her head. Shut up. Oh, you left his friend real bummed out last night. Pout central from that guy.

And then she saw the text from Colt and well...didn't feel very pretty at the moment, lol. However, she smiled and wrote back. Morning! "...that may be too cheerful and desperate." she told herself and shrugged, continuing the message. How are you?

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Punk and his friends creeped up behind Colt and read the text. "Aw, pretty girl." he smirked.

I've turned down plenty of guys like him before, so he shouldn't feel special lol

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"Shut up." Scott pushed them away, lol. "You guys are just mad because you don't have a girl to text." Anyway, lol... A little tired but i'm okay. I have to go out of town for a show tomorrow. I wanted to know if I could take you to dinner tonight?

He was heartbroken. He really likes you.

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"Hey! That's not true. I text Ma." Punk nodded. Momma's boy, lol.

She sighed a bit but figured that maybe it wouldn't hurt to get out. Sure. Around what time?

Heartbroken? He doesn't even know me

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"You need a girlfriend." Scott snorted. Whenever is good for you.

But he wants to By the way, Brad and I are done.

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"I want Lacy." he pouted.

Is six okay?

Really? Yay! How did that go?

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"Dude, you don't even know her." one of his friends chuckled.

"Get over it, man." he laughed. Six is great. Same place?

Uh well, not exactly how I imagined. Tell you what, come over and help me pick out something to wear? I have a date tonight...well, I think it is. Then I'll tell you what happened.

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"I want to." he frowned. "She won't let me. Women are so difficult."

She snorted and responded. You're a mind reader

Sure. What time?

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"Why don't you go back to the bar, then, and ask?" I try, lol. See you tonight.

Four?

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"She pretty much wanted nothing to do with me."

See you!

Four is okay, I have to be at the bar at 7.

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"C'mon, man. You heard Ellie, she's just used to losers hitting on her."