As Days Go By...

Help Me?

Zacky was pounding on my door the next morning. I opened it up to see a desperate looking almost-ex-best friend.

"Help me?" he said in a pleading, begging voice.

"With?"

"Help me get rid of Vivian. Please."

I raised an eyebrow at him, and questioned why.

"Because! She's so fucking annoying! And clingy! And needing!"

I glared at him. "It never seemed like you mind."

"I do, so much. Please, please help me, Kay. You're the only one I can turn to..."

He gave me that look that always won me over, no matter how much I was against it.

I sighed. "What do you want me to do?"

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"All we have to do is wait until she gets here."

I have to admit, it was possibly the stupidest idea Zach has ever had. But, he was right. At 3:15, Vivian waltz in the door.

I took a deep breath, and let Zacky's mouth move over mine.

"Zachary, baby, I'm—What the hell?!" she screeched. "Zachary, we are over!"

He moved back and smiled at me. "Thanks for helping."
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