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Nathan. I know what her love means. She would get bored with you in no time. She will ditch you in a few months."
    "Then I would live with it," I said, and walked out  the door. I couldn't stand her nonsense any more. She talked so badly about her daughter, and she had no right in controlling my life or Eva's for that matter. That moment, I decided to get Eva out of her mother's influence.
    I checked my cell, it was already past six. I had two messages from Eva. She was waiting for me. But I couldn't go to meet her after what had just happened back there. I needed time to think, I needed time to get my head straight. Only Jack Daniels could help me at that moment. I needed my friend.
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    Eva
    Ticking slowly, I looked at my clock again. I had been waiting for Nathan for almost an hour, but he didn't turn up. I messaged Nathan twice, but no reply. I didn't call him because I thought he was stuck in the interview. And I didn't want to disturb him in his interview. The waiter asked me twice about the menu. I looked back at my watch, and the hour clicke d t o eight p.m.. "Damn you, Nathan." I clenched my teeth My cell vibrated, I checked, and it was a message from Nathan.
    Sorri sweetheart couldn't meet you. I got no job and I couldn't come thereee. Loveee you.
    It looked like something a twelve-year-old had written.  I double-checked it was from him. My thumb moved to the redial button. "You deserve a kick in the ass, Mr. Brown," I ssaid to myself. I decided to to to his house.
    "Cab." I waved my hand.
    When I walked in Nathan's apartment, the door was wide open and Nathan was lying on the couch with an empty bottle of Jack Daniels on the floor. I put a sheet on him and messaged my mom.
    Sorry, Mom, got held up with a friend. Staying with her tonight.
    I didn't want her to know about Nathan then. That news was planned for some other day.
 

Chapter 9
    First Fight
    Nathan
    I was running like a horse, running for water. My throat was dry because of the hot air all around me. I saw a glimpse of water at the end of horizon. I ran faster and faster. I knelt down in the water. I dropped my hand in the lake to drink some. “Ouch, it’s hot.” Everything around me blurred and I couldn't focus my eyes on anything. The landscape swirled and turned into a woman’s face. Who is she? And where am I?
    Eva's face materialized from thin air. I sat up in my bed immediately, but I wasn't on my bed. The material I was sleeping on was soft and had a leather feel. I was on the couch. Eva was standing near me, holding a hot cup of coffee in her hand. I snapped out of my dream, but my finger was still burning. "Why the hell are my fingers are burning." I groaned in pain.
    "Because your fingers were dipped in hot coffee." She looked in my eyes with disappointment.
    "But how come you are here?" Everything still looked blurry to my eyes. "Why am I on the couch?"
    "Because you stood me up yesterday. Damn it, Nathan, you told me that you were going to come. We had an evening planned. Do you know how embarrassing it was to sit there for a couple of hours, alone?" Finally, I got to know why she was pissed off. "And when I came here to check on you, you were laying on this couch, drunk."
    Finally, the pieces came together. "Your mom." I was about to spill out the truth, but then I stopped.
    "What about my mom?" Eva asked furiously.
    "Oh, nothing. I was going to ask, how is she?" I lied to her.
    "Damn you, Nathan. I'm talking about your attitude and you are asking me about my mom? What's wrong with you?" She plunked the coffee mug on a nearby table. I was afraid that she would break it and coffee would spill everywhere.
    By her thumping action of the coffee mug, I remembered my meeting with her mom. She had thumped her coffee the same way Eva thumped it.  I looked at the floor, feeling ashamed of everything. I wished I could tell her everything, but I couldn't. "I'm sorry, Eva. But I messaged you."
    "Mr. Brown, I don't want to talk about it. Drink