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“You know how to just replace a phone screen?” She echoed flatly, not sure why it seemed like such an odd skill to have. “Uhm, that would actually be really nice of you. Thank you.”
“Yeah. Broke mine enough to figure it out. I just have somewhere I have to be right now, but I can give you my number. If you want to meet at a restaurant later, I can bring my stuff and switch it out. What kind of phone do you have?”
Swearing beneath her breath as a body jostled her own, knocking her phone from her hands and sending to the crash to the floor, Tally grimaced and dropped to her knees. The screen was all ready cracked an now more lines decorated the glass making it that much harder to read. “Fucking hell, whatever. It’s fine. Just…. fuck. We both should have been looking and we didn’t and my phone is now suffering. It doesn’t matter.”
“Oh shit. I’m really sorry about that. I know how to replace a screen. I can’t do it right now, but I can help you this afternoon and fix that. Shit, I’m really sorry about that.” Robert scratched the back of his head and motioned to her phone.
“God, talk about self obsessed. No one asked for your pity, all that was asked for was an apology. A simple apology but instead of giving me the thing that would make me leave you alone, you’ve insisted on being an ass. Thus keeping me here. And for the love of God stop fucking calling me kid!” Alice threw her hands up in frustration. “Well then by all means, go deal with it. Enjoy your mundane apartment.”
“Self obsessed? Lady, I’m just trying to make it to an appointment on time. I don’t know what sort of bee got in your bonnet about me, but damn. Can you just back it up?” He stared at her. “Why are you so concerned about where I live?” Truth be told, he was starting to worry about this girl’s sanity. “Isn’t there some place you should be? Why are you on this bad side of town anyway?”
“Obsessed with you? Really? Who’s got the unreasonably high opinion of themselves now?! One conversation does not constitute obsession and do you have to know someone to be decent towards them?” Her arms hung down and rested on her hips. “You’re right. You don’t know me, because growing up in an orphanage truly afforded me a life of luxury. But thank you for excusing me. I’ll just be on my way. Have fun having your new apartment ransacked, though. Whether or not you’ve got shit, coming home to a broken place isn’t the way I’d like to spend any of my days.”
“I have tried to leave more than once and yet here we are. I do not care about your life. I don’t care about your opinion of mine. I’m going to go now. If you’re so desperate to have the last word, by all means have it. But you’re not getting pity out of me, kid. I got my own shit to deal with, and a lot of things to do before I show up to work tomorrow.”
“In what world does an excuse me replace a sorry?! I am not pulling any fucking cards, I’m so sorry my grieving process is inconvenient to you though. I guess I should say I’m sorry… or, how do you put it? Excuse me.” She spat the last phrase out, sarcasm dripping from her tongue. “I’ve got two, actually. But thanks for the advice. And fine, don’t listen. Go live there just don’t be surprised when all of your shit is stolen. Just come find me so I can tell you I told you so.”
“How many times do I have to say it? I don’t know you. I don’t know who you are or what you’re going through, and I just want to make my appointment on time. Why are you so obsessed with me and my opinion of you? I mean, damn. You’re excused. By all means, get on out of here.” He shrugged. “I’d have to have shit for someone to steal first. Lived like this my whole life. I’m sure a rich girl like you has no idea how that life works, huh?”
“You’re not! But you’re supposed to be a decent fucking human being – it’s called empathy! You bump into someone, you apologize. It’s just how it fucking works!” Her voice was raised and cracking at certain words. It was unlike her to cause such a scene in the streets – to be anything other than full of tact and grace, but her sisters untimely death and the fight they had had before it had her reeling. “I don’t need you to feel bad for me! And it’s not hard to find a damn apartment in Chicago, but my apologies for trying to help a stranger.”
“I said excuse me which is good enough. I could have said step the fuck off. And help me? How is chasing me down a street to yell at me considered helping? You’ve already pulled the “do you know who I am?” card, the pity card, and now you’re pretending to “help” this lowly guy who just minding his own fucking business. Damn, kid. You need a therapist or some shit.”
“You’re not! But you’re supposed to be a decent fucking human being – it’s called empathy! You bump into someone, you apologize. It’s just how it fucking works!” Her voice was raised and cracking at certain words. It was unlike her to cause such a scene in the streets – to be anything other than full of tact and grace, but her sisters untimely death and the fight they had had before it had her reeling. “I don’t need you to feel bad for me! And it’s not hard to find a damn apartment in Chicago, but my apologies for trying to help a stranger.”
“I said excuse me which is good enough. I could have said step the fuck off. And help me? How is chasing me down a street to yell at me considered helping? You’ve already pulled the “do you know who I am?” card, the pity card, and now you’re pretending to “help” this lowly guy who just minding his own fucking business. Damn, kid. You need a therapist or some shit.”
“When did I say I was ‘big’ and ‘bad’? I implied I was pissed. That’s a fact, not an opinion….Fine with me. Don’t make anyone else’s day shitty.”
“I’m a ray of fucking sunshine. No problem.”
c:charlie
“Actually, people like you take all the credit. It’s the newcomers who are the most careless. Yea, I know. I’m telling you it’s not okay because if you’re going to keep living here, you shouldn’t be a disturbance, so I gave you an advice. Take it before you really piss off the wrong Chicagoan.”
“I’ve noticed that people who feel the need to say just how big and bad they are... they usually aren’t. So I’m going to go about my business now. Have a great day.”
“My fucking problem? My fucking problem is my sister was just murdered you god damned asshole! That’s what my fucking problem is! Oh and the fact that all you had to do was apologize, but you’re apparently too good for that aren’t you?” Her voice grew louder as she spoke, eyes growing wide. “And word of advice, it’s not because they live in a certain place but because of who they are and what they stand for!”
“And how the fuck am I supposed to know that? Why would I also care? Just a guy who paid a parking meter so I can go talk to a potential new landlord. And you know what, I’d have felt bad for you prior to all this. I got my own shit going on. I don’t care what they stand for. I need a place to live. And it’s real hard for a person like me to find a landlord. Bet there’s a lot of people there like me too. Can you just leave me alone? I didn’t do shit to you.”
“An accident that could’ve easily been avoided if you had paid attention to the people around you, but it seems you don’t have the decency for that.” Looking off the side, suppressing the roll of his eyes, he retorted, “Yea. It is. It’s not news. It’s full of careless people like you too.”
“Can’t take credit, kid. Just got here. I said excuse me. Shit.”
“It’s truly amazing that you think it’s all in my head.” She crossed her arms over her chest, anger set in her jaw as she stared up at him. “If you don’t give a fuck then why even take a guess? And don’t call me a fucking kid.” Alice’s eyes followed his as she looked up at the building and a humorless chuckle escaped her lips as she looked back at him. “You probably couldn’t afford that. Not by the looks of you. Besides, only trash lives there.”
“It is all in your head. Or ya apparently let it get there. I don’t see what you’re fucking problem is. I said excuse me. And here you are, continuing to insult me and tell me I can’t even afford a trash place to live. I don’t know you. I don’t expect you to know me. So how about you get off my back and go haunt someone else with your bad attitude.” He turned to continue on his way, but stopped for a moment. “Word of advice. I wouldn’t group a section of people as trash just because they live in a certain place. Makes you look like an asshole. And you don’t need any help with that.”
Seeing a group of people standing in front to block his way, he was about to ask them to move until someone clashed against against his shoulder. That action itself wasn’t irritating, but he wasn’t emotionally stable to act rational because he was on edge. So, there was definitely annoyance in his voice. “Watch where you are going before you walk, yea?”
“How about you just calm it, kid. It was an accident.” Robert shook his head and scoffed. “City’s full of assholes, apparently.”
“Well if I’m not mistaken you crashing into me was the first touch so I’m only making it even, but the fact that you don’t know who I am speaks volumes. Adding to the fact you’re walking into that building..” She pointed towards the apartment complex as she shook her head, “Not only are you new but you’re stupid.”
“You know, it’s truly amazing you think that you’re so important. What are you? An actress? Honestly, I don’t give a fuck who you are or what you do. You have to make what even? A simple accident? Shit kid, get your priorities straight. I don’t think I’m the stupid one here.” He looked back at the building. “I live where I can afford. So sorry you need to feel superior than everyone else. You can be if you want. Now leave me alone.”
Alice paused for a moment, staring at the man turned his back to walk away from her. She felt the anger bubbled up in her stomach, an anger she had been keeping down since he learned of her sister’s death. “Wait a god damned fucking minute, asshole!” She hopped off of the curb and chased after the stranger, grabbing onto his arm to stop him from getting further. “You now manners wouldn’t actually kill you.”
Shocked, he spun around and held up his hands. “Excuse me, princess. Don’t touch me. Talk about the manners? Who the fuck do you think you are?”
“Right, because it’s my fault the parking meter ended up in my spine.” Rolling her eyes the young blonde straightened up, “Oh it’s not? So you just normall go around tossing girls into parking meters, then”
“Lady, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I paid the meter and turned to walk away and we ran into each other. You’re being a drama queen. Now I got shit to go, so... bye.” He nodded and started back toward the apartment.
Stumbling backwards from the collision with a parking meter stabbing into her spine, Alice cursed out from the pain. “Fuck!” Her bloodshot eyes quickly found the reason for her unbalance and shot him a glare, “I mean, seriously?”
“Well maybe if you were watching where you were going next time. Shit. It’s not a big fuckin’ deal.”
