"Hi Chris," he said smiling.
I turned around and sat back down at the table.
"What are you smiling about?" Joey asked.
"Nothing," he said.
"No, tell us. What, did you get some?" Joey asked.
"Yeah, I did get some, but that's not what I'm smiling about," he said cunningly.
"What are you smiling at then?" I asked, getting into the conversation.
"You'll never guess who I ran into last night," Justin said.
"Who?" Joey asked.
"Erin," he said grinning.
"Oh really, what did she want?" I asked.
"Nothing, but she was like, all up on my stuff. I was like, get off bitch, but damn is she persistent," he said.
"Are you saying that you slept with her," Joey said in shock as my mouth dropped open.
"I just needed to release the tension. Ya know what I'm saying?" he asked.
"I can't believe you sometimes Justin," I said as I arose from the table and left the room.
" Justin, that was cold," Joey said.
"Yeah, it was, but that bitch is psycho. He better stay clear of her because she's really odd," he said.
"Really? How?" Joey asked.
"She has like pictures of him all over her walls and the whole time we fucked, she kept screaming Chris and I'm like 'Shut the fuck up bitch," I said.
~Up In My Room~
I couldn't honestly believe that Justin would do that to me. We're like brothers. He could have any other girl he wants, but Erin, he had to have Erin. I knew he was attracted to her when he first met her, but him doing that just plain hurts.
Suddenly there was a knock at my door. "Who is it?" I asked.
"Justin," the voice answered.
"Come in," I said.
He then walked in and sat down on my bed. "Chris, we need to talk," he said.
"Your right, we do," I said and sat down next to him.
"Chris, I'm sorry about last night. I just wasn't thinking. All I knew was that there was a chick in front of me that was ready and willing...It was hormones Chris. I know that isn't an excuse, but that's what happened," he said sincerely.
"Then why were you so happy?" I asked.
"I don't know, I think it was because I got some. But, I want you to stay away from her, she is so psychotic. She had pictures of you all over her walls and she kept screaming your name, that was really annoying," He said.
"She had pictures of me on her wall?" I asked.
"Yeah man, like posters, lots of them where she like cut out the rest of our heads except yours. She is really weird," he said.
"She never had them up before," I stated.
"Man, how many times do I have to tell you? She's psycho!" he said, standing up.
"Oh," was all I could manage to get out.
"So we cool?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said standing up and we shook hands.
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