"What is it, girl?" I asked raising my eyebrows a little at her, I cannot wait to hear what she has to say to me already.
"Now tell me, girl, what really happened here?" Vicky asked sitting on my bed and gesturing for me to sit beside her.
"Excuse me, what do you mean, what happened here?" I asked pretending to be surprised by her question, while in fact, I expected it.
"You know what I am talking about, what happened between you and Kyle? I mean, what does he want?" She asked, her eyes widening in curiosity.
"Nothing, girl, he showed up on my door saying he wants to check up on Alex," I told Vicky sitting beside her on the bed.
"What? Is that all?" Vicky asked still looking at me with curiosity in her eyes.
"What do you want to hear, Vicky?" I asked staring back at her.
"Do not give me that look, Kim, did he not say anything other than that? Was it all he came here for?" Vicky asked in return, again staring at me inquisitively.
"Yes, that is all," I told Vicky, "now, it is time for you to go back to work," I added, standing up and gesturing for her to stand up and leave as well.
"Are you asking me to leave, girl?" Vicky asked teasing me, I guess.
"No, I only want you to go back to work, I mean, you have been absent from work for some time now, and I know you sneaked out just to come here," I told her, I am sure that is what she did.
"You are right about that," she replied, "but no one will notice anyway, and I know that you want to get rid of me but that is not going to happen, so tell me what else did he say to you?" Vicky asked again, pulling my arm so that I can sit beside her on the bed again, "Please tell me what happened," she added again.
I stared at her steadily knowing she is not going to give up that easily, so I guess it is best I give her something so that she can leave me alone.
"Go on," she urged staring at me like a child who is about to be told an interesting story.
"I heard a knock on my front door, only for me to see Kyle standing in front of me,"
"And you let him in?" Vicky asked, interrupting me.
"I did not let him in, Vicky, he forced himself into my house, you needed to have seen how he behave with me today, he was so rude, he acted so rudely," I told Vicky, furrowing my brows a little as I recalled briefly what happened between me and Kyle out there in my living room when he was here.
"Was it that bad?" Vicky asked staring at me, I guess she could read the look on my face right now.
"I do not want to think about it any more, Vicky," I told her, "He even scared Sandra, I too was a little scared and at a loss on what to do at the moment, the image of his face when he rapped me was what I saw when he kept on walking closer to me, it was as if he was doing it on purpose," I told Vicky.
"Frightening you? You mean he was frightening you on purpose?" Vicky asked again and I nodded, briefly recalling the way he was walking towards me, and I think he was looking at me with lust in his eyes.
"What then happened, Kim? Go on, tell me more," Vicky urged her eyes widened further with curiosity.
"Hey, come off it, I do not know what you are talking about," I told Vicky instead, snapping my finger on her face.
"Go on, Kim, tell me more, there is more to the story, I can see it in your eyes," she urged again rather pleadingly.
"I do not know what you are talking about, but all I do know is this he was so annoying, and that fiancée of his, is a pain in the a*s," I told Vicky, "and as for Kyle, I told him not to come here again, I do not know how he came to know about where I live, that doesn't matter now anyway, I do not want to see him again, that is what I told him."
"And you think he is going to stop coming here? Vicky asked.
"I think he would because of the way I spoke to him, besides as far as he knows I have a husband, he wouldn't be coming here again," I told Vicky.
"That is true, I wonder what made them think that Jimmy is your husband anyway," Vicky said, shaking her head in wonder I think.
"I told Kyle that Jimmy is not my husband, anyway, but that someone else is," I told Vicky, and seeing the look on her face now, I wish I did not tell her that.
"Anyway that is all," I told her, shrugging my shoulders a little bit.
"Are you sure there is nothing else?" She asked yet again, still looking at me with curiosity.
"There is nothing, Miss inquisitive," I told her, " What do you think happened?" I asked.
"I do not know, you tell me," she replied.
"Stop putting ideas into your head, Vicky, I and Kyle will never happen, you saw his fiancée right? You saw what she is like, they are both troubles and I do not wish to see them again, now if you don't mind, I need to go back to the work I was doing before those two interrupted me and you have to go back to work too, you and Jimmy," I told her walking towards my room door this time, not willing to hear any more of her questions.
"We will continue this conversation later," Vicky yelled after me.
"No, we won't," I replied, walking out of my room, I wonder why she is so interested in what happened between me and Kyle, that man is a jerk to me, and I think he will always be, or I will always see him that way...