Goodbyes (II)

I vaguely remember where Ethan lived, but I remember it was in an expensive building. I go to the most expensive place in town and memories flood back.

Him driving me to his house.

Clicking the elevator number...

I snap back into reality and surprise myself at remembering that night more vividly than I thought I did. I walk to the end of the hall where we struggled to open the door between kisses. I knock once, knowing it's around 7 so I shouldn't be waking anybody up. A woman with Ethan's eyes opens the doors and looks at me.

"Are you the help?" I look down and notice my clothes are a little--I mean a _lot_ dirty and look at her.

"No. I'm actually looking for Ethan. Is he home?"

"If you're one of his little girlfriends, then he's no longer interested."

"Look, I just need to see him," She sighs and scans me again. She opens the door wider and lets me in. I walk into the house, it being more beautiful than I thought.

"He's in his room. You should know where that is." I hold my tongue and prepare.