Running in circles(Post Malone Story)COMPLETED

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"This shouldn't have happened" he dropped his hand like I had burned him. He backed up looking down at the floor "I can't do this"  with out even lifting his head he handed me my bag and he fled. I felt my stomach drop to the floor.  I do t know what I was expecting to happen. That he would declare his love for me and beg for my forgiveness. I turned to the mirror and checked my appearance before heading out, seeing cold sad eyes looking back at me. His jacket lay on the counter a reminder of how quickly this encounter had been. I held it close to me and inhaled the familiar scent. I walked out of the restroom and scanned the room for him, I wanted an excuse to speak to him and this was my opportunity. But him and his team seemed to have vanished. I clutched the heavy reminder of our passionate tryst to my chest as I moved through the crowd towards the exit. I decided to leave as well, this night had taken a turn and I couldn't take much more sadness right now. I slipped out without saying anything and slung the jacket around my shoulders while I waited for my Uber. The whole way back I tried to figure out what had spooked him, why he was acting so out of control. One minute he was looking at me like I was the only woman in the world and the next was like I was some thing that was just out of his reach.

I arrived back at my apartment just as my pizza I ordered on the way home did. I kicked off my shoes slipped out of the dress and curled up in a blanket In just my thong while I devoured my stuffed crust. Before bed I decided to wash the nights sins away, washing away the smell of him on my skin while I cried softly. I couldn't wait to get back to work and be busy. Busy enough to forget about him again. Or at least numb the pain. I crashed out in bed drained from the disappointment.

A loud knocking woke me up, I stumbled out of bed grabbing some shorts and a T-shirt and quickly headed for the door. I frowned as I heard people talking on the other side. I wasn't in the mood for someone to sell me something. I pulled the door open expecting some cheesy sales rep but awkwardly it's Adam, Smitty, Ash and some random delivery guy. "Are you Regan?" He queried

"Yeah" he handed me a bag, a drink he then nodded and walked away. I reluctantly opened my door wide to let my 3 bickering friends in . Knowing that this could not be good for me.

"Your friends with ASHLEN?!" Smitty shook his head "At what point was you going to tell me this bombshell?"

"Never if I could help it" I huff and fold my arms across my chest like a child

"Oh it's not just Ash, it's all the ex's. It's like a coven" Adam decided to point out

"Adam, it is not. If it was I would have hexed you already!" I push him, he sits down on the couch with a huff.

"So what? Are you guys morphing into the megazord? The ultimate crazy ex girlfriend?" Smitty sinks into the couch next to Adam

"Your such a dork" Ash shakes her head as she sits on the coffee table in front of them, crossing her legs. "Get over it already. It's more like a support group" she chuckled

"What like APA , Austin Post Anonymous? You lot need help" Smitty quipped

"Who ordered this?" I hold up the bag. They all shrug at me. I place it on the coffee table and rip the bag apart. There's a note and some fresh pretzels. I shake my head "Fucking dick. He thinks this will make up for last night. It's a good job I'm hungry" I read the note and throw it back in the ripped bag before grabbing my coffee and pretzels and sinking into the cuddle seat in the corner. They look between us before Ash picks the note out of the bag.

"Is this off Austin?" She spins round to me "Did you see him last night?" I just nod and carry on eating my pretzel

"And? Did you talk?" Smitty prods

"Not exactly" I drug my coffee

"Regan!!! You fucked him didn't you?" Ash shook her head in disbelief