Mark got what he needed and I was given the prestigious task of writing a report based on it . Being an ex-nerd I handed the report based on my interview with Mr. Bentley stark a lot early. Result of which,  I was free for the weekend which was a good thing since Stacy had planned  something and here I quote her directly ' The FriCry night ' .

Which included Stacy , me and Kiara the receptionist who happened to be Stacy's office bff  spending Friday meaning today's night watching romantic tragic movies with a touch of alcohol . Although I was a G.I. Joe and Transformers fan but  had no problems watching tragic love stories of fictional characters .

The day was boring in office , Ed was on leave so there was no one to disturb me . Mark was busy researching for a  certain article and everybody else were busy doing their daily work. I reached home by 7 in the evening , changed my clothes into casuals wearing a red t- shirt with one of the famous quotes by Rihanna ' Bitch better have my money ' and black shorts . I packed my night clothes and few things Stacy asked me to bring and headed out of the apartment.

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Half a jug lemon juice , the other half being tequila and rum , three cocktail glasses rimmed with lemon juice and table salt , garnished with lemon slices and a stack of cassettes having hopeless romantic stories .

 Our table was set , pizza was on it's way , we were sitting comfortably on our No!  Stacy's couch deciding which movie to watch first by rock , paper , scissor game . And of course paper covers rock , don't question the power of paper .

Stacy won and here I was witnessing the kiss being shared between the legendary Holly and Gerry in a national park of Holland with a glass of  margarita in my hand .

"This movie reminds me somehow of my long lost First love. " I sighed , remembering my own Gerry ; No he did not die , he cheated on me. To me he was next to dead. That Asshat...

" Me two" exclaimed Kiara .

"Me three" shouted Stacy , already drunk although this was her second glass .

I ignored her yelp as the doorbell screamed and I sprinted to fetch our margarita pizza.

Yes ! Stacy had a fetish for the word Margarita for why she had suggested on drinking margarita and having having margarita pizza for dinner. Anyways , I opened the door and got our dinner after tipping the pizza boy.

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After few more drinks here I was completely flustered but not yet drunk, mind you; enjoying  Rambo throwing punches at his opponent in the arena .

I don't remember when did Sylvester stone Starred in p.s. i love you but whatever I was enjoying the fight.

Suddenly the TV screen went black .Oh my god !!! aliens are attacking the city .

I turned around to see if both of them were okay or not . Kiara had already been sleeping while Stacy was too busy  trying to burr holes on the glass of closed windows .I had watched 'Independence day ' a thousand times. This is what happens every time Aliens invade America. Power goes out . She turned towards me , I guess she realized the situation we were in.

"Let's go on the roof . I have its keys ."

" Nooo.....we will be burned by  laser beam of  The Mother ship." I almost shouted .

" what?" asked Stacy, looking confused oblivious of her surroundings. Man how drunk was  she??

" The Aliens .." I pointed at the roof ".. are attacking us that is why we have a power cut . See the tv screen went black."

" No, silly i switched it off . the light of the rooms are not out see. lets go now"

" oh.." I realized she was right looking at the light coming from the bulbs. I stood up while supporting the shaking bed and followed her .

Remind me to ask her where she got that Shaking bed . We climbed few stairs and reached the rooftop . The sky was dark , filled with clouds.

Darn it , it was not a full moon night , there will be no werewolves to witness on roofs around us I thought .

The city roads had flashy lights moving all around with red lights above all the buildings in front of us filling the horizon . Stacy was sitting besides me on the edge taking in the scenery in front of us. The silence between us was so comforting . Influence of alcohol was wearing off now .

She decided to break the silence and spoke

"So Where does your family lives becca ?? "

"In heaven " I replied " Although my bitchy sister might have snatched the throne of hell from Satan itself. " I smiled at the memory of my little devil , how she used to steal my clothes , fight with me at every opportunity like we were the  Spartans .

She was quite a troublemaker and how maa used to run around trying to fix things she used to break including my nose. And when dad used to return home from work she used to complain about us fighting all the time and dad used to ask 'who won ?' Each day and if we used the moves shown in Jackie Chan movies. We were one little crackhead family I admit.

" I am sorry . I didn't know " she whispered while pressing the back of  my hand.

" It's okay. It was a long time ago when I was 16. They met with a road accident . It was horrible , leading on the spot death of my parents . My sister fought for her life for the next few days in ICU like the fighter she was but she couldn't make it. They left me alone in this big empty fucking mean world.

I was in foster home till I graduated . And that's when I decided to come here and make my living out of what little knowledge of writing I had for my father was a writer. "

I could feel a traitor tear escape f my eyes . I didn't want to remorse over their loss but to cherish the memories they left me . These memories gave me strength to go on everyday and fight for the life I deserved. All thanks to my mother who raised me to take pride in who I wad and make the most of it .

She sighed and placed her hand around my shoulder and said
" Consider me as a friend for your life ahead. " sincerity dripping from her words . I merely nodded .

It's funny how we come across certain people in our life we know very little about yet it feels like a lifetime .

Who said I had no family jo and Janet were my family and hopefully Stacy will be a part of it too....

A/ N

Short and sweet is what this chapter is. For all those who have no idea who holly and Gerry are , they are characters from movie ' p.s. I love you'. I have added a video above also ...

So , what do you think about Stacy and Becca's friendship ??

What do you guys think about the description of Mr. Bentley stark from previous chapter.

How do you find Becca's character so far??. ....

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