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so hostile. I’m not going anywhere. Why don’t we all
have some fun instead?” The idiot still hadn’t taken his eyes off Angie.
    Was this guy serious? Rich made a disgusted sound in his throat, “C’mon,
we’re going now.”
    “Angie, what the hell is going on?” The girl finally spoke up.
    “I’m tired Teresa. Can he just leave tonight please?” Angie sounded
defeated as she slunk into her office chair in front of the small desk.
    “If it bothered you for him to be here you just had to say so. Go on
Matt, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    The guy let out a long sigh, sizing Rich up and making the right
decision, “All right. See you tomorrow.” He slid off the chair after kissing
her again.
    Rich turned to Angie, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek.
“Goodnight. I’ll call you later okay?”
    “Goodnight Rich.” She whispered, turning away.
    Rich waited for Matt to go first. When he was satisfied he was actually
leaving he stepped out as well. Somehow, he’d make this right.

Chapter Three
     
    “Tell me what to do Tyler. She won’t return my calls. She doesn’t
respond to my texts. I’ve tried to catch her at the coffee shop a few times but
she’s never there.” Rich gripped his phone tightly. After two weeks of being
shut out he was desperate. He had turned to the only person that truly knew how
Angie worked.
    “It would really help if either of you would tell me what the hell went
on.” Tyler responded.
    “If she hasn’t told you, she doesn’t want you to know. I fucked up. Help
me make it right.”
    “It’s not that simple man. You know how girls are. You know how Angie
is. Just give it some more time. She’ll come around.” His friend let out a long
sigh. “For what it’s worth, I hope you figure this out.”
    “C’mon Tyler, give me something. She’d laugh in my face if I brought her
flowers right?” He’d considered sending flowers, candy, hell he’d even thought
about getting her a gift card to the bookstore she frequented. None of that
would work.
    “You know the answer to this. What does Angie do when she’s depressed,
or happy, or just bored?” Tyler chuckled.
    “I don’t know. Just tell me.” He ran his free hand through his hair,
pulling it at the roots.
    “She eats, dumb ass. She loves sweets, anything with a carbohydrate. Get
a fucking cheesecake or something. Then let her be. She’ll come around.
Shouldn’t you be focused on your finals right now?”
    “Yes,” he growled into the phone, “I can’t focus knowing that she’s so
pissed at me.”
    Another long sigh sounded on the other line, “Maybe she’s not pissed
Rich. When Angie’s mad, she lets you know. It sounds to me like she’s hurt. But
since neither of you will say a word about whatever the hell happened, I don’t
know what to tell you.”
    “All right, I’ll get her a damn cheesecake. Does she like it plain?” He
already had his keys in his hand.
    “Yeah, she likes it plain. Go to that bakery up on Tenth Street. She
loves that place.” There was a long silence, “Whatever you did, or didn’t do,
she’ll forgive you.”
    “Thanks Tyler.
I’ll talk to you later.” He ended the call, on a mission to buy a cheesecake.
    Three hours later, he’d dropped the treat off with her roommate who
surprisingly enough had apologized to him for having her boyfriend over all the
time. They’d broken up a day after his date with Angie, and from what he could
tell, Teresa actually seemed to care about Angie’s well-being. She couldn’t
answer when he asked why Angie wouldn’t return his calls. She just told him the
same thing Tyler had, to be patient. Patience was not a virtue he possessed,
not that he possessed many virtues at all anymore.
    He’d sworn off women, yet somehow the fact that he was unavailable only
made them try harder. His only release was working out or shooting hoops at the
gym.
    Rich knew he needed to hit the books. He only had two days before he had
to take his