Renee POV:
"Can we please talk"?! He said grabbing my arm trying to stop me.
I yanked my arm from him and continued to walk.
"Renee please", he begged following me down the crowded hallway.
"What"! I semi-yelled spinning around looking at him.
"Will you be a quiet", he mumbled.
"No I cannot be quiet"! I said louder.
He sighed pulling me to the side of the hallway, "Will you just listen, I'm sorry okay".
"I don't know what you're talking about", I lied starting to walk away, he caught my arm bringing me back to him.
"Renee I'm sorry I-"
"How many times are you going to say that bull"? The first bell rung through out the corridor. "I got to go", I said stepping away. I heard him calling Miss. Walker in the distance. I shook my head to myself reaching my open classroom door. I entered the room, Mark sat at a desk in the front row. "Why are you here? Aren't you suppose to-" I asked trailing off.
"You never showed up at the station so they dropped the charges", he stated as he stood up from his seat.
"Shows how unimportant you are, huh?" I smiled.
"Not funny Renee".
"What do you want"? I asked with an attitude.
"I came for my ring".
I looked down at my hand not hesitating to take off the ring and walking over and placing it in the palm of his hand. Like I care about the ring that I couldn't find for almost a year, that I just finally found a few days ago. "There, now you can leave".
"You sure about this right"? He asked.
"Yes I'm sure".
He closed his hand and tucked it in his jacket pocket, "I just wanted to make sure......I never apologized either", he mumbled lowly.
"And you don't have to, I don't want to hear it. Now can you leave I have to grade".
"Okay", he frowned heading towards the door.
I rushed over to my desk grabbing my phone from my purse punching numbers in and putting it up to my ear. "Hello this is-"
"Can I speak to Officer Dace", I said cutting the man off.
"Um well, she's currently out on a call, but I'm sure I can help you".
I sighed, "No thank you. Can you tell her to call me back when she gets back?"
"Sure, can I have your name?"
"Renee Walker".
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I looked out the peep hole seeing someone with a Lakers hat and a bouquet of roses in hand and a familiar set of tattoos running down their arms. I let go of the door knob. "Chris.." I whispered to myself.
"I see the lights on inside", he said his voice muffled by the door between us.
I debated if I should let him in or not for a minute. I came in his view as I opened the door, "I'm allergic".
"Huh"? He laughed
"The flowers", I pointed.
"Oh", he tossed them in the bushes. "Forget I brought those", he said scratching his head.
"Okay", I said trying not to laugh.
"You won't answer my calls".
"Yea I know", I leaned against the door frame.
