the hell is your problem?” I say to him using my pissed off Roxy Thorne tone. “I am at work. I have a busy job that leaves me no time to text you all day. You know I am here so why the fuck are you treating me like a child? Honestly Dylan this is really smothering me the way you are behaving.” I add really letting him know the line has been crossed again.
“Smothering you? This is called caring about someone Roxy, giving you attention and trying to treat you like a princess. Well you know what you are being is an unappreciative bitch,” he says getting right in my face in a tone I’ve never heard before. Then he jumps into his Jeep and screeches off.
Did he really just call me a bitch? My once sweet Dylan, what the fuck?
I’m unappreciative, is he kidding me?
I walk back into the building and take a few deep breaths as I enter the front door.
Smiling at Rachael I head into the restroom, first I actually need to pee then I splash some water on my face. I am also a little in shock over that altercation. I thoroughly enjoy how refreshing the coolness feels on my heated face.
I head back to my desk and immediately phone Jemma.
“ Yo bitch,” she answers knowing it’s me from the caller id.
I can ’t help but laugh at her comment.
“ Yo yourself ho,” I reply playfully.
“ So I think it might be over with Dylan,” I say to her unemotional, not even sure how I feel about it.
“What?” she answers shocked. “What in the world happened Rox?”
I fill her in on the events of the day and what he said.
“Fucking rude prick. You are not an unappreciative bitch Roxy, that’s for sure,” she tells me being the supportive and caring best friend she’s always been.
Thank god she agrees with me.
“I’m not ringing him, he can suffer and dwell on what happened,” I tell her still feeling annoyed.
“I still can’t believe those words came out of his mouth. Like seriously maybe he’s just having a bad day Rox don’t write him off completely,” Jemma adds sounding like she feels sorry for him.
“It’s not just today; he is getting more and more clingy lately. Anyway girlfriend I need to finish up here for the day. Honestly I’m not even feeling overly upset or dazed by it, maybe it’s for the best,” I tell my best friend.
“ Okay see you later alligator, call me if you need me I’ll be at Dan’s place,” Jemma declares.
Feeling better like I always do after chats with Jemma I finish up at work and log out of my computer. I collect the mail for Rachael to post, gather my belongings and head to my little blue car.
Driving home I am grateful there are no messages or calls from Dylan. Maybe he finally saw the red light flashing and got the fucking hint and is giving me the space I need. God a person can only take so much.
I walk up to my apartment and on the step I find the biggest box of flowers I think I have ever seen. It is filled with orchids, roses, gerberas, camellias, and baby’s breath. They are beautiful flowers but over the top yet again.
Just when I thought he was cooling it and giving me space.
I unlock the door and carry them inside placing them on the dinner table. I don’t even bother to read the card, I don’t care what it says right now.
“You aren’t even going to read the card?” I hear a male’s voice and it scares me half to death causing me to jump and my breath to hitch. Shit I must remember to lock the door from now on.
I turn to see Dylan sitting on my lounge. “Fucking hell Dylan! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
I yell at him so pissed off he scared me and even more so that he is here.
“Sorry baby, I just needed to be here when you got home. I am sorry about what I said and that I came to your work. I just get overprotective and miss you.” he tells me as he stands up and heads to cuddle me.
“ Stop,” I say to him. “This is too much; the flowers, you being here, all of it Dylan.”
“ Do you not remember I saw you a few