His Drama Queen novel Chapter 36

"Fine then, I will just call the police."

"Don't even bother." Veronika turned around as she spoke to me. "I really need to tell you something about Ethan and I. I thought I would never have to do this, but you are so dramatic about the whole situation so I figured I had to clear some things up, yeah?"

I narrowed my eyes at her, still not believing her. "If you want to murder me, the knife is in the top drawer in the kitchen."

Veronika snorted out in laughter. "Seriously, Nicole? If I wanted to murder you---," She stopped talking and rummaged through her purse and pulling out a pink-how clich-beretta 380. "Then I would have just pointed this at your head, but I'm not doing that right now am I?"

"You might as well do it." I said daringly, eyeing the dangerous pink looking gun in her hand.

"Do you have suicidal thoughts? You need to see a fucking therapist, Vargas." She furrowed her eyebrows at me and then glanced at her watch. "I will miss my flight if we don't start talking now. Close the door and lets sit on your couch and have some girly-girl conversation, yeah?"

I decided to just hear her out and see what she has to say. I closed the door behind me and walked passed her. "I swear to god Veronika, if this conversation is as shitty as Ethan's apology, I will call the police."

"Is it possible to call the police from the afterlife?"

I immediately spun around and glared at her. "So you are planning to kill me, you bitch ass Russian. Get out of my apartment!"

She put her hands up in surrender and cackled. "Oh my god, I was just kidding. It was a joke."

"Look Veronika. If you will not be serious, then I don't want to hear the shit you have to say. Because the only reason Ethan and I are living separately right now is because of you!"

I walked into the living room and sat on the end of the couch. Veronika sat across me. She looked around my apartment as she put her purse next to her. "Nice apartment you have here."

"Thanks, and what are you here for again?"

"Oh yeah." She took a deep breath and slowly breathed out again. She didn't look at me as she began talking, but instead she looked at the floor. "So, I guess Ethan told you about us living together for the past seven years and our uhmm well friends with benefits kind of relationship."

"Yeah it was confusing as hell to understand him."

"I know, it was so confusing and so toxic. Anyways we didn't actually live together for seven full years. It was more kind of like, when we lived together we just were like best friends I guess, I cooked for him and vice versa, but when I went away for five months or more, he had other girls on his arm. Funny thing about it, I would not mind at all. We were not exclusive. And for me it was good. When he was absent, I was hitting on my next door neighbour."

I raised my eyebrows at her and Veronika rolled her eyes at me. "The neighbour was good looking, don't judge. Anyways another thing, when Ethan met you he told me that he wanted to stop what we had. And to be honest, I wanted the same, because...I have been in a happy relationship for a while now."

"You lived and had sex with him for seven years."

"It was just sex. And in the seven years it only happened like four times, because as I already said we usually bang other people."

"Ew, I hope both of you used a condom."

"Yes, we aren't that dumb. Have you though?"

Have we? Oh god, have we? I was desperately trying to remember if we did, because I am not on birth control.

Veronika smirked as she saw the worried look on my face. "Guess you will find out when mother nature will arrive...or maybe not."

"Have you ever felt attracted towards him?" I asked her, ignoring her mother nature remark.

Veronika glanced again at her watch and gasped. "Oh my god, if I will not go now I will be late." She pulled out her pink beretta 380 out of her purse and threw it on the table. "Here, you can have this."