𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑅𝐸𝑆𝑆-𝐴𝐿𝐸𝑋 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝐸𝑅

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A/N: that picture is what I imagine Joshua to look like but you can use your imagination if you'd like :)

My eyes widened as I felt my feet stumble backwards and the froth on the top of my drink slipped over the rim of my glass and trickled down onto my hand.

"Fuck..no" I said with an aggressive tone in my voice as I shook my head and clenched my jaw.

Joshua Beckett, my ex boyfriend, I loved him once upon a time yes, until he turned into a toxic rat bastard and made my life miserable. I haven't seen him for a year ever since I told him to fuck himself and stormed out his apartment..

He had dark Brown curly hair that sat perfectly still on the top. The sides were quite thick but his hair looked soft like it used to.
He had a black turtle neck on and black jeans accompanied by a black Louis Vuitton belt and black shiny shoes. He always knew how to dress...

His usual layered chains hung around his neck and his thick ring sat on his index finger. His scent of Cologne and beer rubbed off him and straight into my nose. I used to love that smell. Now it made me gag.

"Cami sweet'art don't go anywhere let's have a chat eh?" His deep voice rang through my ears as he placed his hand lightly on my upper arm.
I brushed it off immediately.

"You're fucking funny mate" I scoffed at him as I brushed harshly past him and made my way back to the table. He didn't follow me thank god for that.

As I sat down all eyes were on me and everyone had a worried expression on their faces.

"What? Is there something wrong?" I said smiling softly but a concerned look pulling at my face.

"Love you look like you just seen a ghost yer alright?" Alex asked me as I sat down, he gently placed his hand over my wrist and leant his head down a bit to meet my gaze.

I looked up at him and smiled and nodded. I had to bite back the tears stinging my eyes because truth was, I was petrified, i never thought I'd see Josh again, it took me months to move on from him and I never thought I'd encounter him again. It brought back all the memories, not the good ones from our beginning which was a soppy love story, but the fucking nasty memories of the ending of our relationship...

Everyone at the table nodded at me slowly and then went back to their private conversations. Alex leant close to my ear and said quietly "are you sure you're okay darlin'?" His voice once again sending chills up my spine, only he could do that and I never really understood why.

"Of course I am" I lied grinning slightly at him. I sat back in my chair and crossed my legs.
"Yer look good in me jacket, is it nice n warm for ya?" Alex said smirking at me.

"It is actually yes, thank you for letting me wear it, remind me to give it back to you at the end of the night" I said smiling at him and grabbing my drink to sip it. As I reached out I noticed my hand shaking quite a lot. Alex noticed too because he'd lent forward with his eyebrows furrowed and took my left hand in his right one and squeezed it gently.

He didn't question why I was shaking, he just helped straight away. I could feel my shakes stopping under his touch and I gazed down at our hands on the table and smiled.

"Excuse me, I am sorry to interrupt but Camille could I borrow you for a moment?" A voice behind me asked. I knew that voice straight away and I did not want to turn around, but I didn't want to cause a scene and I certainly didn't want questions from my new friends.

I turned around slowly and everyone at the booths eyes followed me and looked up at Joshua who stood there arms folded and a stern look wiped over his face, he seriously thought he was the fucking shit huh?

I inhaled a deep breath and let go of Alex's hand. I stood slowly and turned back to the guys and Breana, "I'll only be a moment" I said quietly, they nodded in return and went back to chatting but I noticed Alex had concerned written all over his face.

I walked over to wear Josh stood and he looked Down at me and squinted a little before smirking.

I scoffed at him and gestured for him to 'lead the way' to wherever he wanted to go, I may aswell have heard what he wanted otherwise I didn't want to be nagged at all night by him.

We walked over to the corner of the bar as it was a quiet area and no one was there. I folded my arms and raised my eyebrows at him for him to say what he needed to say.

I was dreading this conversation already..