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winced slightly. “How about a compromise, Lily. You give me my keys and I’ll fuck you.”
    Her mouth fell open and she started to pull away, but I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled back to me.
    “That’s why you have the numbers isn’t it?” I asked. “Isn’t that what you want? Just sex? Give me my keys, and I’ll prove to you that what you saw earlier wasn’t my best.”
    I can’t say that I was very surprised when her hand cracked across my face in an open slap, but I was very surprised when she shoved me away just far enough to throw a punch and hit her mark. I put my fingers up to my mouth as I glared at her. I was again shocked when I saw that she had drawn blood. A lot of blood. This little Lily did not hit like a girl.
    She stood a few feet away from me, breathing fire. If I weren’t already full of so many co nflicting emotions and desires, I would have thought she looked mighty hot right then.
    “So, is that a no?” I asked before pulling off my shirt. I held it to my bleeding, split lip.
    “Would you like me to repeat myself?” she asked as her fists clenched at her sides.
    “I only wanted my damn keys!” I yelled, taking a step towards her.
    “You only wanted your damn drugs!” she yelled back.
    “You would have gotten something out of it,” I said bitterly.
    “Here’s a newsflash, Kyle,” she said putting her hands on her hips. “Just because I admitted that I kind of liked you doesn’t mean that I’m ready to jump into bed with you and your half-mast dick.”
    Half-mast!
    “I wasn’t aroused!” I yelled.
    “Yeah, I get that!” she yelled. “Because I’m not Emmy or Jessyca, or any other woman you’re attracted to. You don’t have to continue to remind me that you find me completely una ttractive.”
    I stared at her like she had just grown a third tit on her forehead. “I never said you weren’t attractive!”
    She used her fingers to make air quotes and said “ You’re just a barmaid in a small bar in the suburbs, Lily. Maybe you need a new tattoo or a new piercing, Lily. You’ve never seen a dick that wasn’t pierced, Lily. You’re incapable of finding a guy who will want to fuck you, Lily. ”
    “Hey, I didn’t say that last part,” I pointed a finger at her. “And you completely took ever ything else out of context.”
    “How can I take ‘you’re just a barmaid’ out of context, Kyle?” She growled in frustration and pulled on her hair. “You’ve made it pretty clear you find my tattoos and piercings and probably my hair unattractive.”
    “I never said that, Lily,” I said, already getting tired of the argument.
    “No, but you implied it. Thank goodness you didn’t actually say it; because that would have hurt a little bit more I’m guessing.”
    She kicked off her sneakers, muttering about ‘stupid vom mity sneakers’ and started to walk away.
    “Where are you going?” I asked, unsure if I should follow her or not. I didn’t want to get punched again.
    “To find a warm bed!”
    “Where are my keys, Lily?” I asked, with much less urgency than I did earlier. The long ass day seeking Emmy, the drinking, the emotional turmoil, the argument and punch in the kisser suddenly weighed down on me. I didn’t want meth as much as I wanted to just also find a warm bed, but if she gave in and produced my keys, I would probably wake up pretty fast.
    “You can’t have them!” she screamed from what sounded like my bedroom.
    I sighed heavily before going through the apartment turning off lights. Out of curiosity, I opened the closet next to the bathroom. Lily’s jacket hung there, welcoming me to dig through her pockets.
    “They’re not in there!” she called from the bedroom.
    Out of spite, I went through her pockets. I found her keys and more numbers.
    “How many fucking numbers did you get?” I yelled.
    “ Some men do find me attractive!”
    I slammed the closet door and turned off the rest of the lights.
    “I never said you