“You’re pushing it…” I said to her. I looked at my self and the blood stains. I knew she was checking out my tattoos.

            “Think about it…” She said with a smile. “I mean… I don’t really care what your deal is in New York… a little bit freaked out yeah…. But don’t really care…” She said to me.

            She was pushing me to the edge with her words. “Look! You little punk! Do you think I care that you know about me?! Do you think I care that you stitched my fucking finger up!? No! I don’t give a shit okay?! So why don’t you shut your mouth and get out of my sight before I break your pretty little neck!” I let out. I gritted my teeth before I do actually break her neck. She was quiet and stunned by my action. She turned and faced the other side. For a second I thought she was going to cry.

            She got up and left me there. I looked back and saw her reflection on the mirror. She did cry and I felt… whatever. I let out a sigh and finished my cigarette. I thought how all of this is going to work out. Jenny is going to freak out if she knows Alice knows about me. That we might have a potential leaker. I got up and flicked my cigarette but and it landed on Carmen’s little garden.

            I walked inside and Carmen was coming down the steps. She looked a bit pale from her natural skin color. She looked up at me and didn’t give my any smile. I stopped my self and waited for her.

            “Hey… are you feeling better…” She said. I realized she put on new clothed on. She looked pretty.

            “Yeah… yeah… the cut is nothing…” I lied and looked at my shoes. The throbbing pain was excruciating. She had a smile on her face as if she doesn’t believe me.

“What?” I asked.

            “It was nothing?? Oh please if you were conscious you’d be screaming like a little baby…” she said with a laugh. Me, scream? I laughed back at her and we started flirting again.