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Deklyn looked behind him, and rolled his eyes. "what is this man doing?" he asked himself, and got in his car. Deklyn turned the music up loud, closing his eyes as he leaned back into his seat. It was an eventful day, and he was glad that his employees weren't giving him a hard time about leaving early. Normally, he waited until everyone else was gone.

Deklyn walked into his apartment, and threw his things onto the bed. He loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt a bit. He hated leaving work early, because that meant he had nothing else to do for the day. He was a company man, and always worked. As he slipped off his shoes, Deklyn sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his hands. He wondered why Josh was at the company, and where his so-called promotion even came from.

As he stared for a long time, Deklyn finally got off the bed. There was a sudden knock on the door. "This better not be him." he muttered, and walked over to the door. As he opened it, he noticed that his neighbor, Deanna, was standing there. "Hey." he said, and stepped aside. She walked in, and they sat down at his couch, talking for hours. There was a lot to catch up on, as she had recently returned from her own business trip.

Deklyn left the apartment, to walk Deanna over to hers. He said good-bye, and walked back to his own. He sighed, locking the door handle, deadbolt and chain. As he lived in New York, there was always a constant fear of his apartment being raided. He never went to bed without making sure the door was completely reinforced. Even his windows were shatterproof, as he demanded it as he moved into the penthouse.

He walked over to the bathroom, standing in front of the large mirror. He had removed his tie, and shirt. Deklyn stood in the reflection, examining the long scar that ran down the side of his chest. He kicked off his shoes and pants and slipped into a hot bath, turning his music on.

Deklyn was fairly comfortable in the bathtub. He was calmed down from the loud music, and he heard a knock on the door. Without thinking anything, he got out of the bathtub. Without drying himself off, Deklyn walked through the apartment, holding a towel around his dripping body. He opened the door without looking through the eyehole.

Deklyn looked at Josh, and laughed a bit. He fixed the towel, tucking a corner towards his waist. He stood with his arms crossed over his wet chest, eyeing the man in front of him. "Thats very humble of you..." he started, but looked down at the hardwood floor beneath him. "But I'm not sure I can forgive you. You tossed me aside like nothing. I catch you at the bar with a woman, and then I recieve a call from my sister. And you screwed her over too." he said, rather harshly. He wanted Josh to feel the pain that he had, but was never that kind of man.

Deklyn turned around and started to walk away. He left the door open, and walked over to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of boxers and slipped them under his towel. Deklyn put on a pair of pajama pants and a thin, white shirt. He stood across the room watching Josh stand in his doorway.

Deklyn looked at the man, and watched him close the door. If it was under any other circumstance, he would have yelled for the door to remain open. However, he simply ran his hand through his wet brown hair. Deklyn watched Josh move about his apartment. "Thats ridiculous. Theres always someone that loves you."

Deklyn stood in silence as he listened to the man talk. It still bothered him that Josh had used him like a clean rag, and tossed him away afterwards. But he couldn't help but pity the man sitting on his desk chair. He shook his hair out, and then moved over to the man. "You can't always help who you fall in love with." he said quietly, sitting beside him. Deklyn rested his elbows on his knees, and stared at the floor.