"Beep...beep...beep..." I reach over and turn my alarm off.


3. Trouble with Ex Boyfriends

We walked inside and went to the elevator. We were about to walk in, but some one at the front desk stopped us."Where are you all going?" He asked.

"We are going up to Peter Mallack's apartment." Said Lindsey.

"Why? Are one of you Izabell Glass?" He asked.

"I am Izabell Glass. We just want to ask him something that's all." I said.

"And to kick his ass." Lindsey said under her breath.

"He doesn't want you up there." He said..

"Oh, we'll be there for just a minute. Please." Lindsey said.

"I am really sorry but he said not to let anyone up there, I would let you up there if you would do something for me." He said, glancing at Lindsey.

"What?" Lindsey said.

"I want you to kiss me. A hot kiss." He said. I burst out laughing and could not stop, but I laughed even harder when she said,"Sure. I'll kiss you, but first you gotta let us up there and when we come down, I'll give you a nice hot kiss." I could not stop laughing, everyone behind me couldn't stop laughing either.

"Okay fine, I'll let you up there. Do you know what room number it is?" He asked.

"Um, yes we do! Thank you very much." I said between laughs, trying to calm the hell down is impossible while listening to that conversation. 

"Your welcome." He said, staring at Lindsey. We all climbed in the elevator. I leaned over and pushed level six, the top floor. No one else was going in so once the doors closed we all burst out laughing. We laughed so hard, Luke fell down on the floor. 

"Okay, okay, tell me. Are you really going to kiss him once we get down?" Luke said trying to calm down.

"Hell no! He is butt ugly!" She said. Right then, the doors open a little old lady came into the elevator. We only had two more levels left. One level. Sixth level. We walked out and down the hall. With every step, my heart was beating faster. A lot of questions were flashing threw my mind. What if he hits me again, but harder? What if he hits someone else like Lindsey? What if he calls the cops? All these questions were flashing in and out of my mind. Room 176 was in front of us. Lindsey reached over and rung the door bell. I could hear foot steps walking to the door. With every step, I felt like I was going to puke or throw up. I could feel sweet dripping down my face. 

"Hey, it will be okay. Don't worry, okay?" Erik asked. I nodded and the door opened. There was Peter standing in the door way, with his rich guy clothes on. In purple dress shirt and black pants. I could see his muscles in his shirt. Damn, why the hell did I ever brake up with him? Oh, wait, that's right. He fucking hit me in the face! He was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand.

"Hey Izie, you haven't return any of my calls. How have you been?" He asked. I really felt like I was going to puke right then. I just stared at him and was trying to say something, but the words were crammed into my throat. Thank god Lindsey was there, or I would probably be died by now.

"Why the hell would she call you back? You fucking slapped her in the face!" She said.

"She told you? Shouldn't have done that Izie." He said.

"Or what? You going to hit her again?" Erik asked.

"Yeah, and I'm going to do it harder, and in front of all you pussies." Peter said. Erik then went straight into his face and pushed really hard into his apartment hallway.

"Like hell you are. Don't ever have me hear or see you hitting a girl. Ever." He said. He had the most scariest, serious look in his eyes. He walked out started to walk down the hallway.

"Is this your new boyfriend? If he is, you totally changed. You bitch." Peter said to me. Right after he said that last sentence, he just stopped in the middle of the hallway. I saw his fist clench and turn white. I turned around and walked right up to Peter and asked,

"What was that?" He asked.

"That your her new boyfriend?" He said.

"No the other part." Erik said.

"That shes a bitch? Why would you be mad about that? Are you her new boyfriend?" He asked.

"Huh. If I was her boyfriend, I probably be a better boyfriend than you ever were. Why? Because I wouldn't smack her in the face. And don't ever call her a bitch." After he said that. I lifted up his fist and punched him in the face. Peter flew back into his room. Erik reached for the door handle and started to shut the door. Before he closed the door, he peeked his head in and said,"I hope you have a horrible day to do motherfucker." And slammed the door shut. He walked down the hall and we just stood there for a second.

"Wow." Was all Lindsey could say. And we ran to catch up with Erik.

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