Cheyenne rushes to her apartment door and fumbles with the keys. They fall to the floor and she bends down to scoop them up. The tears she had been holding in start to trickle down her cheeks. She had held it together for the taxi ride home. She had held it together walking through the lobby and she even managed to smile at the security guard. But at this moment as she tries and fails to open her door, she can no longer hold it in. How could you be so stupid Cheyenne? She chastises as she finally opens the door. Of course he has a girlfriend. And you are the other woman. The thought paralyzes her and she flops face down on to her bed. The dam breaks and she can no longer stifle her sobs. How could she feel so much pain over a man she only met 2 months ago?

She hears her door click open and shut. Her vision is blurred by her tears but she knows that it is Kim.

"Hey sweetie", her voice groggy as if she just had woken up. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I don't wanna talk about it". She says her voice muffled by her soft pillows

"Aw of course you do. N I am here for you." She says lying beside her best friend. "Is it that Michael guy?"

She looks up to reveal mascara stained cheeks. "Yea".

"Oh sweetie, what happened?" she says taking a tissue from the box on her side table to wipe her tears.

"His girlfriend happened" she says between sniffles.

"What? No way! How did that happen?"

Cheyenne tells Kim everything that happened and explained how Michael left her to go defend the other girl. Kim offered her distasted remarks, to which Cheyenne disagreed. Even though she was hurt, she somehow knew that he hadn't intended on hurting her. But the fact still stands that he had a girlfriend while he played around with her.

"She's pregnant"

"What! Is it his?"

"I don't know, from what I saw, she was playing around with that other guy, Matt. It could be his"

"So wait, the girlfriend has another man?" Cheyenne nods. "I think you need to separate yourself from that shit show"

"I.." they are interrupted by a knock at the door. Kim gets up to answer it. She walks back in a few minutes later shaking her head.

"The shit show just came to you". Curious to know who was at the door, she gets up to walk outside but before she could reach the door, Michael steps into the door frame behind Kim. He looks huge compared to Kim's 5' 5" frame.

Kim turns to face him " You better not hurt her". His and Cheyenne's eyes lock.

"I never meant to" he answers not looking away. Mikey approaches Cheyenne cautiously, as if to avoid any sudden movements.

"I hate to see a woman cry, especially over an idiot like me"

"Don't say that about yourself Michael"

"It's true." Cheyenne sighs and plops down on her bed. She rubs her eyes exhausted.

"Why are you here Michael?" she asks a moment later. When he doesn't answer she looks up to see a man, who seemed to be having an internal battle. He stood there eyes twitching beneath closed lids. His fists clenched at his sides.

"Michael" she says softly. He opens his eyes and his body physically relaxes. She looks at him with pleading eyes. He sighs heavily and sits beside her.

"She isn't my girlfriend" he says. "Well she was but she isn't now. We were together for four years and then she ended it with me after my father died almost 9 months ago.." he explains. Cheyenne sits quietly as he tells her everything about himself and Chrissy. He tells her about the breakup, the sex they had the same day they had kissed, which is why he was avoiding her. And also the fact that she was staying with him, and then finally about the baby. She sat quietly and absorbed it all. When he finished he asked what she was thinking.

"I ... I don't know" she answers. "That's a lot Michael."

"Please Cheyenne, I came here to tell you the truth. Because it's you."

"What do you mean?" she asks puzzled.

" You are my light Cheyenne. For months I have been praying to God to get me out of the depression I was in. It started with the job, and then I saw you at the bar and I don't know. I felt drawn to you. Then you were working at the same place. It must have been a sign. But then when she came back into the picture I had to stop and think about things. Why was she here? What should I do? I got confused. What was God trying to tell me?- "

Cheyenne holds up her hand to stop him. "What is God telling you now?"

He takes a deep breath. "He is telling me that this ..." he takes her hand " is where I should be. Cheyenne trust me when I say. I have always wanted to tell you everything. I just needed to know everything. And I didn't want to expose you to my sad life and have you running in the other direction"

"Michael... you have a lot going on and I , I just need time, to process..." she says slowly removing her hand from his grasp. She steps back, out of his reach. A series of emotions flood his features, confusion, pain, anger, and then defeat.

"That's ok. I understand. I will give you all the time you need" he says backing away. He turns to leave but stops, "Cheyenne I....I.."

He sighs. "I hope you sleep well tonight" he bows his head and then he is gone.

She lies back in her bed, overwhelmed by the mountain of information she has to sift through tonight, in order to sleep. Questions pile in her mind as she tries to understand his reasoning behind avoiding the truth. There are no tears, but she is even more overwhelmed with sadness. She closes her eyes wanting to shut out the world. Visions of the past few months swirl around as she drifts off into a tormented sleep.