I woke up on a matress. As I sat up I was in an old dirty room. It smelt like weed and smoke. I see empty beer bottles all over the floor. As I move my feet onto the cold floor I hear someone gasp. I look up seeing Henry in the door frame holding a plate of food. He comes over to me and gently place the plate onto my lap. I just stare at the food. I see Henry sit on a couch by me out of the corner of my eye. I look back up at him. "I know you probably don't want to hear from me but I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth in the first place". I look back down at my food. I pick up some of the food and shovel it into my mouth. "It was a pretty jerk move" I say
I see his eyes light up, he probably didn't expect me to answer him. "Yeah I know, but it's good that your awake" I don't respond I just keep eating. Was I still mad about what he did back then, not really. Will I forgive him, who knows. "Look I'm sorry about what happen years ago I just I don't know maybe I was stressed out a bit and needed to blow some steam off" I wasn't really mad since he didn't matter to me, I had my own life but honestly it still hurt to think about. "By fucking my friend, yeah great way to get your frustrations out I guess" he just stays quiet.A minute passes by before he spoke again. "I know your probably still mad but think about earlier today weren't you happy?" I started to think more about what happened. Did f/n actually have an abortion. "Yeah I'm a bit mad but the reason I was happy is because I have my own life and I'm not dwelling on the past" I finished my food. As I set the plate aside Henry speaks with pleading eyes. "I was thinking maybe we could get back together you know like how we were as kids" i scoffed "and start at square one no thanks" he gets on his knees and grabs my waist "please y/n I've change" I feel uncomfortable and I push him off of me "yeah maybe in your looks, *sigh* Henry what makes you think you won't cheat again" he looks at me with puppy eyes and I realized he still kinda looks like he did when he was younger "because y/n you made me feel a certain way no one else could not even a billion dollars could" I know he was just trying to be romantic but this was just sad I almost pitied him. "Henry money make you feel greedy others will make you feel lust and I tried to give you love"
He jumped up "yes and it felt amazing better than sex" at this point I was laughing, he seriously did not just say that "then why the fuck did you cheat on me, if it felt better than sex you wouldn't have cheated" I could see his eyes starting to tear up, my only weakness.He fell on the floor "I know y/n I don't even know why I did what I did I was just a stupid boy I don't even know why I even tried to get back with you I'm selfish for trying to take you back" I watched him as he wept my heart tearing at every edge. I got onto my knees and lifted his shoulders and I held onto him and just let him cry.
I would be lying if I said I didn't like him holding onto me like his life depended on it. He held on so tight it was hard to breathe. "D-does. This. Mean I get. To. Have another.chu-chance" I stayed quiet was I willing to do so. "Yes you get a second chance" and he started to cry again. After he stopped he started to kiss my cheek softly.
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