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It was another rainy day in London. I woke up quite early today which is a surprise as I usually wake up around noon if I have nothing to do. My dad is once again at work, he works the whole day so he could pay rent, food, clothes and similar. I started working at a small cafe in our street but after the owner moved to Canada nobody wanted to take over so the cafe closed. Until then it was financially easier, my dad made money and he could save some of it while I also got money and used it for myself, of course I bought food for my dad and me and stuff like that, but you get what I mean.
I sat at the table, downstairs in the kitchen and ate my breakfast while also checking my emails. I applied for a few jobs here in London as a social media manager. I am 22 and finished last year my college for management. I didn’t really have a lot of experience in that, at the cafe I worked as a barista because they thought I would be too irresponsible for a social media manager. In my emails was nothing new.
I applied for a few clothing stores, a bakery and a football club. I really didn’t want to apply for the football club one because it is actually the club my ex plays for, Chelsea. But after I saw the salary and all the benefits I would have I couldn’t resist. I am still not sure about it, the media will turn it into something else and everyone will think I got the job because of Mason, which obviously isn’t true. The last time I saw him was when I broke up with him, once again, it was on Monday, today is Thursday. We have been on and off like this for such a long time. When we started dating, four years ago, everything was fine, we were described as the perfect couple, as the dream team, but after Declan‘s idea and Mason doing it, everything went downhill. Since then he always came back promising me how he won’t break my heart, promising how he won’t do it again and that he regrets it all, promising me all this bullshit, but never keeping those promises. My dad actually knows about it, not everything but a lot of it I told him, he asked me why I don’t move on, I always tell him the same, that I can’t. I tried a million times, but I can’t seem to do it. He always comes back to me and I always fall for it.
A few weeks ago I met this boy Cole. He is nice, good looking, always there for me but he isn’t him. I can’t stop comparing every person I meet to him, it’s like he haunts me.
My phone started ringing and I looked at the caller ID, it’s cole.
„Good morning Cole, whats up.“
„Morning Felicity, nothing much, I just wanted to ask you if you maybe you know wanted to go out later during the day, it doesn’t have to be a date if you don’t want it to be, it could be just like a hang out.“ His hopeful tone could be heard from miles away.
„I would love to Cole, when will the date be?“ God why did I say this, I mean I am ready to move on, my mind tells me that I need to move on, that I need to forget him, but my heart, my heart tells me that I need him, my heart tells me that I still love him.
„Uh I would pick you up around 3 and we will go to this really nice cafe I found the other day.“
„Okay I‘ll see you then at 3. Bye.“
„Bye Felicity, can’t wait to see you.“
I am so stupid. Why did I agree to this, I know damn well nothing will help, I will never be able to get over him. Also at a cafe, the date will be at a cafe. People will see me, media will immediately turn it into another of those stupid titles, probably something around ‘Felicity Benz, ex girlfriend of Mason Mount, seen with mysterious guy at a cafe‘. Honestly I don’t care, this will be the first one about me if it happens, but Mason, yeah he has thousands of those, daily I read about three of those articles. Yeah that doesn’t really help me move on from him but it gives me this feeling that I know something connected to him.
I laid on the couch watching some netflix after I finished my breakfast. After a few episodes of „Good girls“ I started getting ready. I am totally regretting that I am going on a date with Cole but I can’t just ghost him now. I have to go through this. My outfit consisted of a white cropped shirt, blue mom jeans and my grey Air Jordans, I also had my small Prada bag. I usually wouldn’t have enough money for this, it is way too expensive but the shoes my mom send me, she doesn’t text me or anything, she only does it on my birthday and the shoes were a birthday present from last year, the Prada bag my dad gifted to me for Christmas, he saved up for a long time and was able to buy it, I really appreciate it as I know how much he works just to make this happen. I can’t wait to get a job and be able to spoil him as well and make his life easier financially wise.
My phone pinged and it was Cole, he texted me that he is outside waiting. While I was walking to his car I was checking Instagram stories and I saw one I didn’t need to see. It was Mason. He was in Portsmouth visiting his family, in the picture on his story were him and Summer his niece. I met his family before and they are all such lovely people. I sometimes text with his sister Jasmine just to see what she is up to and how Summer is. His family always felt like my second family, but it doesn’t anymore because he broke it.
—— A/N I didn’t want to make this too long but idk. Should I make the chapters longer, shorter? Comment pls. Also feel free to comment anything you want because I really love reading some comments. Thank you so much for reading I really appreciate it!
