+-She Don’t Care-+

She woke in the morning with her sheets wrapped around her. She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair looking around the room, trying to remember what happened that night. The mail was no longer scattered across the floor as she had remembered leaving it. Then everything flooded back. Ernelle, the heels, the outfit, the club, Eminem, oh shit! What the hell did she do!

Regina threw her legs over the side of the bed and looked at her nightstand. There lay three condom wrappers and a man’s watch. Shit!

She pressed a hand to her forehead and shook her head. God! Why had she been so stupid?

“Hey, look who’s awake,” that voice, she knew that voice. Why was that voice still in her apartment? His face poked into her bedroom overtop a breakfast tray loaded with coffee, eggs and toast.

“What are you still doing here?” she asked looking up at him.

“After last night, I figured you’d be hungry for breakfast.” He said sitting down on the bed. He leaned forward and gripped her lips between his.

“What are you still doing here?” she asked again, even though that kiss, had been so nice, so friggen nice!

“I wanted to make you breakfast, here, have some coffee.” He said handing her a cup. It smelled sweet.

“How did you know,” she asked trailing off, giving him a stare.

“You had like three different kinds of sugar out there, I figured you had a sweet tooth. Come on, sit back, relax and enjoy your breakfast.” He replied pushing her back on the bed and placing the tray over her legs. He sat cross-legged in front of her and picked up his plate to eat.

“Do you ever answer anyone’s questions?” she asked before sipping at the coffee. It was sweet and pungent as she liked it.

“What is the big deal?” he asked chomping down eggs and toast.

“That this was supposed to be a one night stand, do you understand the concept of a one night stand?” she asked putting the coffee down and making sure the sheet was pulled tightly up around her chest. “Yeah, you have sex once, and you never see them again.” He replied.

“Uh huh, so why are you still here?” she asked again.

“We didn’t have sex once,” he replied concentrating on his eggs.

“No?” she asked sarcastically.

“We had sex three times,” he said as he looked up grinning, “or did you forget that?” She looked over at the nightstand and saw the condom wrappers.

“Yeah, you were quite the eager beaver, as I recall.” He said smiling wide as he chewed some more eggs.

“Well would you look at this, I said go out, have a good time, and you have a real, good time!” Ernelle shrieked standing in the doorway.

“Oh god,” Regina moaned putting a hand to her head again.

“Funny, that’s what I heard last night too,” Ernelle said grinning.

“What?” Regina said snapping her head up again and starring at Ernelle.

“I heard everything sweetie, I wasn’t far behind you in coming home. I was worried about you. But I stopped worrying when I heard, let’s just call it the chorus between Em’s raps. All three of them!” Ernelle laughed. Eminem laughed at this.

“Yeah, she preformed pretty well for never singing before.” Eminem said laughing.

“What the fuck is wrong with you people! Just get out!” Regina yelled struggling to get off the bed without knocking the tray over or loosing the sheets.

“All right, hang on, let me move the tray,” Eminem said grabbing the tray. Regina gathered the sheets around her and clamored out of bed.

“I knew this was a bad idea,” Regina grumbled snatching clean clothes out of her dresser while Ernelle and Eminem stood there watching her.

“Do neither of you not understand the words ‘get out’?” Regina asked standing up to see both Ernelle and Eminem starring at her.

“Is she always this uptight?” Eminem asked Ernelle with a laugh.

“As a matter of fact she is, you should work on that, you can help her out Em,” Ernelle said patting his arm.

“The world has gone insane! Get out of my room! Both of you!” Regina screamed pointing to the door.

“Okay, I’ll get out of your room, but,” Eminem said placing the tray on the bed, “Your coming with me.” Eminem scooped Regina up in his arms and carried her out of the bedroom.

“Put me down!” Regina squealed trying frantically to free herself from his arms.

“Not until you agree to spend the day with me,” he said spinning her around a few times.

“I will not. Just put me down.” Regina replied sternly.

“Okay,” he said but instead he threw himself down on the couch with her still clasped in his arms. Before she could protest one more time, his lips were flying at her again with such ferocity that she didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t figure out why she could not push him away when he kissed her, and he’d done it enough in the past twelve hours.

His tongue forced her to take part in the dance. She felt helpless against his advances, but not submissively so. She gave up control willingly, at least in her body. Her mind was racing, but her body just yielded up to his hands, his lips, his tongue.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He said letting her breathe again.

“I never said yes,” but he just kissed her again.

“Now look, I didn’t say,” she said before he kissed her again.

“Are you going to keep doing that till I agree to hang around with you?” Regina asked as he held her wrists tight in his grasp.

“Yeah,” he growled.

“Fine, I’ll hang out with you, but you have to answer me this time!” Regina said firmly.

“Okay, fine, what is it?” he asked.

“Why are you still here?” she looked him directly in the eyes as she asked.

“Cause I like you, what’s the matter with that?” he asked loosening his hold on her wrists. She pushed up and stood.

“Because, this was a one night stand, that’s all.” She replied walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind her.