Lauren stayed locked in her room, leaving Alex alone to do whatever he wanted, she didn't mind. She wanted to be by herself, not with some Loyal Alex company she didn't exactly trust. For someone she didn't exactly trust, she shouldn't have left him alone in her living room. What if he sneaks out with something? Maybe her ice cream. She recalled touching the bucket and remembered it was a lot bigger before, now it felt lighter like the cereal box. Ok, she didn't bother about the cereal, but her ice cream, no, things got a lot more personal and she knew Mr. Alex had something to do with it. She wasn't going to fret if he touched any of her belongings, or ran away with them, but her ice cream, he'd better not touch it again. Unless she permitted him to. She just lay face down on her bed, thinking back, trying to remember what happened last night. 

"What?" Loretta turned back "Where did he go... No… no… no…he didn't just leave right, Lauren?" Lauren looked at her friend with the saddest eyes, so she really trusted this guy, she's never doubted Loretta's judgments, and if she was always right that means, Loretta's right now... and she's wrong. But it still just didn't make any sense. "Loretta he's going to go, I'm sorry he didn't tell you, it is because of me, I caused this.” "No Lauren listen to me, you didn't cause this. Umm... uh... he couldn't have gone far, right? If I stop wasting any time here, I could still meet him. Lauren, stay right here, I have to see him one last time.” Lauren felt terrible, what has she done, what has she done to Loretta? Loretta took her jacket and rushed out the door. She saw the elevator closing and ran to it yelling "Hold it please! Hold it!" Then a foot was put between the door

"Lauren", Loretta whispers "Go see who's at the door.” "Why me, you heard the knock first.” "Jeez, we both heard the knock, this is your apartment, isn't it?" "Oh, now it is my apartment, but you didn't know that when you brought Loyal Alex to live in it.” "He wasn't living in it, he was just sleeping over, besides you drove him out, didn't you?" "He left on his cause.” "Stop talking trash in love tones and go open your goddamn door.” The knock was heard again, five knocks this time. "Lauren, we were at three before, now it is gone up to five, go see who's at the door.” "I don't want to.” "Why not?" "What if it's Matt at the door?" "Of course, it's Matt at the door, who else would it be.”

"Shut your trap hole dick head," Lauren finally speaks. "Yeah, that's the spirit girl, you go, girl, now keep him here while I go find something to tie him up, ok baby girl, ok.” Then Loretta turns to Matt, gives him one of those fake smiles, and says "Hey Matty, stay put ok honey," then she goes inside, leaving Lauren and Matt together. While Matt just keeps cursing and cursing, which is getting on Lauren's last nerve, and making her sick. "I just knew you were in on this Lauren; I fucking knew it. You fucking cheat with some son of a bitch, and now that we're over, you want to fucking kill me too. You’re sick, you and Wayne your both fucking sick.” "You’re cursing too much Matt, stop cursing too much. You always do that, and it's disgusting. You very well know that I hate that, it drives me crazy.” "Right n

Lauren kept quiet for a while, watching Matt, shocked at his words. "Why are you not saying anything? Why are you pretending and acting shocked? You didn't think Stenz would tell me by himself huh". Lauren wasn't even listening to whatever Matt was spitting. The only words from Matt that ran through her head were 'I already have proof from Stenz'. What did Matt mean by that? How and when did all of that happen? "Lauren! Lauren", Matt calls her out of her trance "Great, of all the time we've been talking, what happens? You choose now that I mention Stenz, and the proof he gave me to zone out? Come back, because you've got lots and lots of questions to answer". "How...how" Lauren stutters "How the hell...wait what do you mean Stenz gave you proof?" "What you think I mean Lauren, is exactly what I mean". "How do you have proof from him? When