Sequel to 'Choices'.
When he said, "It's no where near enough-" he really did mean it after all.
Hardin Scott has held a stunning record at breaking hearts, especially when he is served Theresa Young's.
Bleeding in love, Tessa has concluded that pe...
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Lily's bright face gives me second hand hope, that maybe this won't go that bad. She walks off to talk to Steve, while I make off to the cafeteria to talk to Trevor.
I sigh. I managed Calculus. So I should be able to get through this. I enter the place, and I spot right after, sitting at a corner table, reading a page of something I don't know.
He is wearing a chocolate brown shirt, and his face is tensed in concentration. I move over to the counter, ordering a smoothie for myself, before walking over to him nervously.
I reach his table, standing over his frame, and he looks up, his concentrated face slowly giving way to a confusion.
"Hey, are you busy, I mean you are, but uh- can we maybe, talk?" The confusion on his face fades away, and a soft look washes over.
"Take the seat, find out." He motions to the chair opposite his confidently, and I shuffle into it quietly.
I place my cup on the table, and burst my knuckles. He sits unfazed, looking at me, and then glancing down to my hands.
"Tessa, please cut the awkwardness, you're giving me a cold sweat here." He says gently, with a chuckle at the end, and I relax somewhat.
This is, awkward. After knowing that he probably loved me, this surely is awkward. But I can't live with us being, so cold and unfamiliar, as if we're strangers. I always believed that none of it was Trevor's fault, and I don't want to lose another friend. I want to make amends, if that entails this awkwardness, then so be it.
"I just wanted to talk, nothing particular, just- we left things abrupt, and bad."
He blinks slowly, and rests his palms on the table with an exhale.
"Yeah, we did. Sorry about that, I was, angry at you."
"Trust me, I was too."
"And at Hardin."
"And at Hardin."
I reply immediately, and he purses his lips, with a sad, rueful smile. I follow his lead to crack one of my own.
"I'm sorry I led you on like that, I hurt you, and basically everything. And that I couldn't- love you the way you deserved." I gulp in a hurtful lump in my throat, as I remember everything.
Trevor was innocent, and I wronged him immensely. I think it was probably the fear, of Hardin hurting me again, that made me sway towards him; because I knew at least he would never.
Trevor continues to look at me grimly, and nods before running his hand through his hair.
"I believe thanks are in order, what you did in the meeting, to save me, that's really- I mean thank you."
"Shut up, you were staying here. There was never another possibility." I glare at him intensely, my voice getting a bit louder.
