It's been a week since my last encounter with Keegan, and it has been nothing but awkward silence in the apartment and you could literally hear a pin drop on the ground. I know what I did was upon impulse, maybe listening to Jacob wasn't the best idea or maybe not having a friend to help me discuss my problems with and steer me from wrong choices I made.

I've been replaying the moment in my head, going over and over on how I just reached up and just kissed him. It wasn't like it was with tongue, it was a quick peck and if he thought differently he wouldn't still be going to the strippers so my ego was already down enough as it is. But it was an impulse, a defiant impulse maybe it was him being all heroic to Cassidy that made me want to do it.

I attempted to lose myself in my paintings, painting everything in flashes red and black smothering the canvas looking abstract and angry protruding onto the canvas.

I'm interrupted in the midst of my painting, I turn to see Jacob glaring at me, his face showing a blank stare. "Joe?"

"What?" I say re-framing from my painting.

"I've been yelling your name for at least five minutes, class as been over." His face showing empathy, I told him about my catastrophic weekend that has since become from him. "Since twenty minutes ago."

I set down my paint brush and leave my canvas on the easel setting it against the wall, reaching for my cloth to wipe the paint off my hands. "Oh," I mumble looking down to the floor,"I was kinda hoping to avoid going home.."

Jacob offers me my jacket from the chair before proceeding to talk, "You know you can't keep avoiding him." He tosses his scarf over his shoulder, crossing his legs.

"Yeah, but I'm not the one avoiding him it's more like he's avoiding me." I pointing my finger at him before sigh heading to the sink, washing my hands to remove the paint from my finger nails.

Jacob sits on the stool and continues to talk. "Well, maybe you need to switch things up? Go out! Scott and I we've been going to this new nightclub, so why don't you come out with us tonight?" He asks me, I've never actually met his boyfriend which wouldn't be too bad.

But a night club? What the hell was a new nightclub, it's a Monday who parties on this time of the week? "I don't really party all that much Jacob, also it's a Monday night," I say before placing my jacket over my body.

He then proceeds with a light chuckle, "I know you don't, but it's not what you think it is. It's the new after school night club. We have it in the common room, we play harmless poker for a little bit of extra cash."

I place my bag over my shoulder, he was right I've been stuck int the same routine and need to let loose. "I guess it wouldn't hurt, I'll have to head home to shower first and not be covered in paint. What time does it start?" I ask him, maybe this was a good idea having fun.

"After dark," He chippers in ecstatic, that I actually agreed to it. "Also it's dress up the night so dress well you know, fancy!" Jacob winks before departing himself out the door.

Fancy? The only thing I owned that was fancy was something that was Nina's, the most nicest thing I owned was the shirt with sparkles on it. I mean I only bought it because it was sparkly and had pockets, typical girl problems but I had to smuggle myself into my own house first.

The walk home was cold, the snow turned to slush causing my shoes to get soaked I still would rather stay out here then enter the apartment. I know I had a car but I didn't feel right driving it, it was Mom's car and she left it t me. The lobby was decorated with tinsel and lights, a giant Christmas tree placed in the corner covered in silver and gold ornaments, the air was cinnamon and made me feel closer to my mom.

Christmas was her favorite time of year, we would start with Christmas tree shopping only at night though that's when they turned on the Christmas lights on. Then every day we baked a new type of cookie, Derek was never really pleased about how many groceries we went through and now I was surrounded by no friends and no family to spend the holidays with.

Without realizing it, I noticed the glares of the other residence seeping into me. I've been standing in the same place for fall too long, wiping the tear from my face I quickly make my way toward the elevator avoiding eye contact with another residence in the building.

Finally reaching our floor I slowly creak open the door, peering my head out into the loft checking to make sure the close is clear, my eyes still teary eyed from my moment in the lobby

"What are you doing?" Keegan's first actual few words he's spoken to me in a week, feeling his glare among my back.

I wipe my eyes, to remove the remaining tears. I'm startled, turning around to see a black leather jacket wrapped around his broad shoulders showing every aspect of muscle he had and to my surprise no sling and no cast. I wanted to say something so badly, but my mouth couldn't function my ability to speak was gone.

"Are you going to go in or?" Keegan asks, dragging out his voice. I missed his voice, it was rugged yet with a smooth undertone.

"Oh, right." I turn my body to the side, allowing him to pass me through the doorway his body slightly grazing my arm.

I then enter the room, slowly walking to my dresser ignoring Keegan's presence on the couch as he fiddles on his phone. I grab the only dress I own which was the most casual you could get, it's a long sleeved t-shirt dress paired with I would pair with black high heels and a winter jacket. before I look back at Keegan again admiring his stillness this was driving me nuts, and the only word's I could say to him was 'Oh, right.' Like what the hell am I thinking?

I swallow my pride and walk over to Keegan standing above him. He gradual looked up from his phone, and painfully stairs at me with his denim blue eyes. "Um, are you going to be using the shower?"

He doesn't say anything and return back to his phone glaring at it and I continue to talk,"Fine, I'll be using it I have somewhere to go tonight." I stomp my feet all the way to the bathroom performing like a five-year-old kid, looking back to see him still staring at his phone.

Whatever, he can be immature all he wants but at least I have the nerve to talk to him.

After my shower, I blow dry my hair to my annoyance of it I decide to place it into a ponytail, apply light makeup and walk out noticing the ever so silent Keegan to have disappeared yet again. Which I'm shocked he has that much money to have these late night booty calls, but he isn't my business or rather it would be nice to acknowledged by your own roommate.

I head for the door, key in hand and phone in the other and once again I retract to see Nina standing in front of my door. "Hi." Is all I manage to say, and she as well is dressed to the nines but when is she ever not dressed to the nines.

"Hi, is Keegan here?" She asks, sticking her head into our apartment. Why in the hell was she wanting to talk to Keegan? Let alone she can't event talk to me?

"No, why are you even talking to him?" I ask placing my hand on my hip, Nina taking notice in my sudden stance she takes a step back.

"Well," Nina fiddles with her hair, "He asked me if I wanted to have you back again as a roommate." She looks down to the ground avoiding all eye contact with me.

I'm shocked and now extremely pissed off, how dare he talk to her and basically pawn me off? Does he hate me that much? I looked at Nina, her eyes still attached to the floor. "Well, it's nice to know that people truly care about me."

She looks up to me tears brimming her eyes, "I was going to say-" and I didn't want to hear her talk anymore, I was annoyed and couldn't handle all this bullshit. I slammed the door, causing Nina to back up stunned by my sudden movements.

"I'm late for something really important and don't have time to doddle around." I reach the elevator, getting in I turn around facing Nina so much hurt went towards her and I hated being a part of that.

The door closes, and I feel so relived. I needed to find a room asap and hopefully enjoy myself at the club tonight, I finally decide to take the car to school since roaming the streets this late at night made no one feel safe. I arrive at the club, the once a bustling common area was now set to a mood of light jazz and dim lights, refreshments to the right and the poker table rested in the middle.

Sitting at the table was Jacob with his arms around a bruiting blonde hair fellow which I guess it was his boyfriend Scott, across from them was Shawn the hot guy from the news room that I had an outburst too.

Nathan sat at the table as well, fucking Jacob should have said something what kinda mass plan was this? I haven't seen him for three weeks then he appears and Jacob has the audacity to not discuss this with me? I turn away about to leave regretting my decision to even come here.

"Hey, where are you going?" Shawn indentured on my dramatic leave, walking closer to me by the minute.

I look directly in his consoling eyes, "This isn't my scene," I motion towards Nathan with my eyes, "That's the ex and I'm not doing this."

Shawn looks at me concerned, "I'm sorry to hear about that, but Nathan is actually a pretty chill guy. He's has moved on maybe you should too." he says acting as if I was being immature one.

"You," I point my finger to Shawn's chest, "Have no right to say that to me, you don't know what I have gone through in the past few weeks."

My anger taking over me and I start to walk away my feet stomping on the ground. I start to run straight to the art gallery praying the door would be open, but while heading toward there I noticed the gym lights shined bright puzzled by the gym still being opened. I walk in noticing Keegan running laps around the gym, sweat dripped down his forehead he acknowledges me but continues to jog.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I scream at him, why was he always pushing me to be this angry person I was never this kind of person before.

He keeps running ignore my outburst complete, his face holding nothing but a blank stare.

My built up anger finally exploded, "Seriously? You think that a fucking kiss is that big of a deal? Such a big deal that you decide to go to my ex friend and ask her take me back? That you decide to ignore me for a week because your stupid ego can't take a hit, and you think you can pity me by not talking to me? I'm sick and tired of playing this stupid game with everyone, why can't people tell me what I did wrong."

I finally storm off, tears welling up and my voice now groggy from the yelling I have just endured.

"Wait," Keegan calls out, I could hear his heavy breathing coming from behind me. "Josephine please wait."

No, I'm not answering him just because I finally got the nerve to yell at him doesn't he's going to make me listen to him. I continue walking toward the door leading outside, hoping I'll reach to my car before Keegan reaches towards me.

"God dammit Joey, wait up!" He hollers at me again his voice getting nearer, this only fueled my anger more. Selfish, he didn't talk to me for a week he doesn't deserve another word from me.

I finally reach the car, as the snow begins to fall heavily. I jingle my keys out of my pocket fumbling for them, then a heavy arm strikes my shoulder spinning me around.

Keegan's face turned a shade of tomato red, sweating dripping from his temple wearing nothing but his shorts. His chest muscles expanding with every breath he took, as his arms rested on each side of my car enclosing on me.

"Joey," He lets out a breath, shrugging his head down attempting to catch his breath "I'm sorry."

Sorry is all he could say? "Sorry? Your sorry? Sorry for what Keegan? Huh? Because there is nothing you could say or do to change my mind. I'll leave, your message was loud and clear." I cross my arms looking out a the parking lot, Keegan's eyes pleading into the side of my head.

"My message wasn't loud enough?" He questioned me, forcing me to look into his sapphire blue eyes.

Keegan's hand soon reaches out to touch my hair out of my face with his left hand, I was immediately distracted by this movement patiently feeling his finger pressed against my cold cheek. I then feel his right arm encircles around the small of my back catching me by surprise as he pulls me closer with the same hand he used touch my hair and slowly once again touching my cheek in order to tilt my head up just a tiny bit.

Then when our lips are about to touch, I'm paralyzed. I'm under his spell and my body craves for his affection craving our lips to finally touch and they final did It felt amazing fireworks set off, angels sang, we floated away together into the atmosphere, in pure bliss and I couldn't stop wanting more.

We locked lips and our tongues, fighting against each other my body craving his wrapping my arms around his neck, as he lifts me up pressing against me my body colliding with the car. I suddenly wanted to be so much closer to him, I wanted so much more but soon everything gets interrupted by a sudden cough.

Our lips detached from themselves, gasping for air that we had lost from that moment we both turn to see Nathan standing to the side glaring at us.