"I'm so glad you could meet up with me." Jenny says, straightening her skirt out and pushing her hair from her face.

"What do you want from me?"

"Diana, it's been such a long time since we've last talked. Why can't we just catch up over some coffee?"

"We both know that's not true. Cathy and the test of you didn't even like being around me in college." She examines Jenny, "And with your ring leader in jail, you're recruiting as many of us as you can. Am I wrong?"

Jenny knew what she had to do, "I'm sorry for how I treated you in college. I really am. I'm trying my absolute best to make amends with everyone I hurt over the years."

Diana scoffs and claps, "Lovely performance. I almost believed you- almost. Too bad you're a bitch."

"Hey, I'm just trying to start new."

"No, you're trying to be the new Cathy. With your new wardrobe and haircut. But let me tell you something," Diana leans in closer to Jenny, "Basic bitch act won't work out for you."

"This was a bad idea." Jenny stands up and grabs her purse, "You're obviously still a loser like you were in college."

"Oh boo hoo you wound me." Diana places her hands on her chest. "Oh, and good luck with Aaron. With Cathy out of the way, you know you want him."

"So do you." Jenny chuckles and crosses her arms, "Last time I remember, you had a bigger schoolgirl crush on Aaron than me and Cathy combined. So you have no place to judge."

"Last time I remember, Aaron only said yes to you in the first place because he felt bad." Diana reacts, "Then you when and told everyone about your relationship like a big idiot, only for him to tell you the truth and Cathy swooped in."

Jenny looks down at the ground then back at Diana, "This was a mistake. To reach out to you."

"This was a mistake to me to respond to you. Tou should've talked to that girl Aaron talked to."

Jenny raises an eyebrow, "What girl?"

"Aaron told me he's never met her in person, but they've played an online game together ever since middle school. Shu was her name?"

"Do you know if they still talk?"

"I don't know."

Jenny comes up with an idea. "Thanks, it was nice seeing you again but I have somewhere to be. Ta ta." Jenny walks out the coffee shop quickly.

"Fucking weirdo."

•○●A Purplla Publish●○•

Aaron and Aphmau run down the hallway to see Rachel and Melissa with the doctor in front of Derek's hospital room. "What did we miss?" Aaron asks.

"Mr Lycan's surgery was a success but he is resting right now, he may be up in the next hour or two. Would you like to wait in there until then?"

"Of course!" Aaron smiles, "Can she join?"

"Only family of Mr Lycan may wait in the room with him." The doctor says. Aaron looks at Aphmau and grabs her hand.

"She's my wife," He lies, "Right, Melissa? Mom?" They both nod. Aphmau had the brightest red blush on her face.

"Y-Yes, his wife." She holds his hand back, "And I'd really like to go see my father-in-law if you don't mind."

The doctor steps out of the way and Aaron opens the door, taking Aphmau with him. Rachel and Melissa join them.

"Me and Melissa are going home to change then we'll be back. You gonna be okay?" Rachel asks and Aaron nods.

"I have Aphmau here with me." He says, "And Dad's okay. I'll be more than okay." Aaron responds. Rachel pats his shoulder and faces Melissa.

"Come on if you want to beat traffic." Rachel leads Melissa out ot the room and closes the door. Aphmau takes her hand from Aaron's.

"Thanks for getting me in here." Aphmah says.

"No problem." He smiles and looks at Derek. He walks over towards the bed and examines him, "Maybe the nightmare's finally over. Maybe everything will get back to normal."

"Or maybe better," Aphmau stands next to him, "I have a strong feeling Derek will be living life to the fullest when he wakes up." Aphmau chuckles lightly. "I'm so glad he's okay."

"Me too." Aaron says. There it was again. Another opportunity to tell Aphmah how he feels about her. Nothing could ruin this.

"Hey, Aphmau, can I tell you something?" She looks away from Derel to look at him,

"Yeah, go ahead."

"So you know how back in July last year, we decided to wait and take things slow?"

"Yes, vaguely."

"Well I-"

"Am I interrupting something?"