"Dammit stop yelling. You said so yourself she never asks a thing about me so why in the bloody hell would I need to call a girl that doesn't even care."

"I swear, I'm going to kill you one day with my bare hands. She has no idea WHO you are or WHAT we do. All she knows is that we left her in the middle of the night after uh- well hell you know what."

"Yeah I know. Trust me I know." Nick knew he had dreams about her. He had heard him call her name.

"Then why don't you call her and tell her how you feel and why you left!" If Nick didn't pull out his own hair he was definitely going to pull out Aj’s. What little he had left, Nick thought to himself.

"I've tried." Now that WAS a shock. "But I always get the answering machine."

"Well you’re supposed to keep trying or leave a message." Nick looked at him. He really didn't understand what went on in the man's head. "I think the dye has gone to your brain."

"Fuck off." Nick laughed and went to leave Aj’s dressing room. "Nick?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think she cares?" Nick looked over his shoulder, Aj’s eyes were sincere and a little scared.

"I don't know Aj. You'll just have to ask." Nick left and closed the door. ‘This whole situation was going to be the death of me’ he said under his breath.