Existence 03 - Ceaseless

the hall because she is the only one in the building who wants Jay.” I didn’t give her time to respond. I slammed the door in her face.
    The room was eerily quiet and I looked back to see where Miranda was. The bathroom door was open and the shower was running. This was not a good sign. She had several other outfits and hairstyles to try before six. If she was showering that meant she believed the spiteful words that spewed from Victoria’s mouth.
    I walked into the bathroom and pulled myself up and sat down on the counter. I could hear the soft sobs and hiccups coming from the shower.
    “For what it’s worth I don’t believe her,” I said loud ly enough she could hear me over the water.
    Miranda sniffed and let out a hard laugh. “I do. He wouldn’t take me to his apartment last night. Even after I asked. He said we’d do that another night. He got a phone call right after we finished dinner and he acted funny and nervous the rest of the evening. He even cut our date short. I thought I was imagining things. He had been so sweet when he’d kissed me,” another sob broke free.

    I was ready to go strangle this Nathan guy. “Then he is the biggest idiot known to man. You are gorgeous and funny and any guy who is lucky enough to have you interested in him should realize his supreme luck and not screw it up.”
    Miranda let out a sad laugh, “I love you, Pagan.”
    “I love you too,” I replied.
    “Could we watch season two of The Vampire Diaries tonight and eat ice cream ? I need it. The first time I think I like someone after Wyatt and this happens. It sucks,” she hiccupped.
    “I’ll go get the ice cream. You dig out the DVDs.” I told her as I got down from the counter.
    “I miss him, Pagan,” she sounded so sad and defeated. I didn’t have to ask who m she missed . I knew she meant Wyatt. I missed him too. But I knew her loss was completely different.
    “I know. Finish your shower and I’ll be back soon with plenty of ice cream and two spoons.”
    “’Kay.”
    ***
    Miranda’s phone had finally stopped ringing. Once I’d ba rr ed the door and informed Nathan that if he came in, I would call campus security and have him arrested, he’d finally given up and left. That was two days ago. I’d been holed up in our room with Miranda ever since. We’d watched season s one, two, and three of The Vampire Diaries. We had eaten more galloons of ice cream than should be legal. I doubted I would fit into my jeans on Monday.
    I glanced back at the clock. It was after four and I knew Gee would be barging in here at any minute to get us moving. Miranda was better today. She and I had laughed most of the morning. The only thing that had caused her to frown was the ringing of her phone. It had finally stopped sometime around lunch. Either Nathan had given up or he was moving to plan B since plan A sucked. Miranda was not going to answer that phone. Sometime around lunch yesterday she’d gone from being sad to being angry. She had even barged out of the room saying she was going to get fresh air, go running and maybe flirt with some boys. I felt much better about her recovery .
    The door opened and Gee stuck her head in, “You ready to be a sexy - ass groupie tonight? You’re VIP , baby,” she finished her comment with a wink.
    I hadn’t seen Dank since the incident with Miranda. He’d called and texted me a few times having gotten my number and permission to call through Gee. Last night he’d even been a little naughty in his texts. I’d secretly gotten a thrill out of it but he hadn’t let it get too far. Before I got hot and bothered , he’d said goodnight and told me to go to bed so I’d be rested for tonight.
    “Yeah, I’m ready , but I am not a groupie,” I replied.
    “Y ou are so a groupie. The only kind of groupie that Dank Walker will let get near him.”

Chapter Eleven
    Dank
    The rest of the band had crashed in the main lounge area back stage. I liked them enough but generally before a gig they had groupies with them and they got on my nerves. I could smell the sadness and disease in many of them. What human men saw as sexy often repelled me because all I could see was the soul. The ir souls were weak and damaged.
    I sank down on the leather sofa and propped my feet up. Pagan would be here any minute , a long with Gee and Miranda who would want to meet the rest of the band. Miranda was going to be disappointed. They were just like any other rock band. They had their