I looked over at him and his smile was so stupid it made my lips twitch just a little.
Then he was getting up and walking over to where his woman was talking with Abigail and Claire.
I let out a deep sigh as my head rested on the back of the chair. I watched the late day sky begin to change as the sun started to give the first signs that night was coming soon.
I finally gave in and looked for Ingram. My eyes instantly landed on her sitting in a chair across the lot. She was alone, and without thought, my eyes scanned the area for Chry. I saw him with Chris, Brand, and Cami so I knew he was alright.
Looking back at Ingram, my mind pleaded with me to do something stupid. I sat there for a long fucking time just watching her. She was alone because she wanted to be, that much I could tell. But why? I didn’t have a clue on that part.
“Ah, fuck me,” I said as I got to my feet.
I was going to do something stupid.
Yeah, stupid and probably unwanted.
Because she had made it clear that she didn’t want to have anything to do with my dumb ass any longer.
But I couldn’t seem to stop myself.
I was prepared to do whatever it took to get her to talk to me again. And maybe, just fucking maybe, she might forgive me one day if I proved myself worthy of it.
She deserved more than a guy like me, more than the way I’d treated her. Except, I couldn’t stand there and be the guy on the sidelines of her life anymore.
I fucking missed her and it hurt like hell.
“Is this seat taken?” I asked softly and I gave her my eyes as I waited for her answer. I might have even been holding my breath.
Her eyes were sad and a little surprised when they looked up at me.
“No,” she said with a shake of her head. “You may sit.”
Her voice was soft and sweet as it floated into my ears. I could hear the hesitation in her tone and I hated that I had been the one to put it there.
I hadn’t planned out what I was going to say, so I sat slowly then leaned my forearms on my thighs as I tried to get my shit together.
I opened my mouth to speak, but it was her that went first.
“I’m mad at you,” she said not holding back and I loved it despite the tension between us.
“I’m mad at myself,” I told her honestly.
“I’m hurt and upset and also very confused.”
I swallowed thickly, feeling like my throat had shrunk down to nothing.
“I was an asshole and I’m so fucking sorry,” I said as my head tilted to the side and I looked her in the eyes so she could see that I meant it.
“You were an… not nice. But I miss you and I don’t want to keep feeling like I want to avoid you.”
“What can I do to make this right? Tell me, I’ll do anything because I miss you too.” I would have gotten down on my knees and begged if I thought it would have helped any.
“I need my friend back, Malcolm,” she said and I got what she was saying in that. I couldn’t blame her, I’d lost her trust that night and I had to earn it back.
“Okay, I can do that,” I told her meaning it completely.
“I think Chry misses you too. He has been a bit cranky lately.”
A soft smile tipped up my lips. I had to admit that I felt incomplete without my time with him. I didn’t let myself say that out loud or even think about it too deeply. But it was true, nonetheless.
