him this?”
“Fuck, no. I’ve embarrassed myself enough to last a lifetime.” But I love you, too.
My hand shook as I grabbed ahold of my drink. I couldn’t even begin to describe how the cold spirit tasted. Nothing registered for me at the moment but those two words she’d cried out.
Love him. As in still does.
“Hey, what is it?”
“Is it strange that I feel as if he were close,” my girl whispered, and I stiffened. She moved behind me, and my eyes snapped up to look through the mirror above and off to the side of where I sat. You couldn’t see me, but I saw her. At least, her profile was visible in my direct line of site. “Camden has this intense presence about him. His persona calls to the most intimate and hidden parts of me. He’s here…”
“Do you want to leave?” Court’s eyes widened and began to look around. She’d never seen me before, but I was sure that if she’d caught me looking, I’d be busted. “We can call the girls and meet up at Jen’s for a night of booze and tacky movies.”
“No,” Amanda answered, and I let out the relieved breath I’d been holding in. “I’m being silly and emotional. Camden’s not here…it’d be too much of a sick joke if he were.”
“You sure, Mandi?” Her friend squeezed her hand from across the table. I yearned for it to be me that she found her comfort in.
Amanda waved her off with a sad smile. “What time is—”
“Hey, babe,” a male voice interrupted, and every muscle in my body coiled. Who the fuck was this? I watched as he leaned down and kissed her friend’s cheek and then my girl’s. My hand tightened around the glass in my hands. Seeing his lips touch her skin burned me. “What’s wrong, Mandi?”
How would my gatita react to me bashing his face in? Would she approve of my psychotic jealousy after I’d broken her heart? She’s done this to me. Turned me into the young and in love fool I never was with my ex.
“Nothing for you to worry about, Devin.” Court let out a small giggle and moved over to welcome the guy. He pulled her in close after sitting down and laid a tiny kiss on her lips. It was that small move that kept me seated.
“Excuse me.” Amanda stood up then. She shot out of the booth and toward the front door before anyone could stop her.
“The hell…” I heard him start, but was out of earshot before he could finish. My legs carried me outside in search of her. Amanda was across the lot and by her car before I could reach her.
As if sensing my presence, she stiffened and turned to look my way. “No,” she whispered and shook her head from side to side. Her body trembled, and they keys in her hands fell to the ground.
“Amanda, let me—”
“Fuck!” she screamed out, interrupting me before I could finish what I had to say. I took a step toward her, one measly step, and she sprang into action. She scrambled to grab her keys off the pavement, her hands shaking as she managed to open her car and throw herself inside before I could reach her.
Her eyes locked with mine from within the confines of her vehicle. I was a few feet away from her, frozen in place, saddened by her reaction to seeing me.
“Goodbye,” she mouthed, while wiping away the stray tear that had fallen. Begging my feet to move didn’t work. My body wouldn’t react; I was stuck inside a bubble surrounded by her parting word.
Amanda pulled out of her spot before me, and my chest ached. The taillights of her car faded the further she was from me, and for the first time since I was young, I let my emotions show.
I did something in that parking lot I promised myself I’d never do for another woman.
I let a few tears fall.
4
Love him.
Love him.
Love him.
Fuck, it had felt good to hear those words come from her lips. They were heartfelt. Not fake. Everything I needed to hear at the moment.
I left the bar immediately after she left, only having gone back inside to throw a few