Addicted ~ Nate Jacobs

Chapter Sixty-Nine

VALENTINE'S DAY

SENIOR YEAR

"Okay, let's talk then."

"Can I mention names?"

Sophie sighed, "Yes."

"Let's start with how I was feeling and how it impacted you."

Sophie couldn't comprehend what he said because it sounded so ... professional? Mature? Healthy?

"I was feeling scared and afraid that we made the wrong decision, that I'd become my father. How does that make you feel?"

"I understand that because I obviously had thoughts at times where I wasn't sure if this was the right decision, it was, but still I was hesitant. Um, I wish you'd talked to me about how you felt about becoming your father. You're so much different than him. I just feel hurt. Why did you have to go have sex with someone else? We could've talked this through, like we are now."

"I was in a vulnerable state and I just wanted something exciting and thrilling because of all the shit going on in my mind. If I could take it back, I would."

"But what about me isn't exciting and thrilling?"

"You are exciting and thrilling, trust me. In that moment, I was so in my head about you and me and Mia that I was looking for something outside of our circle."

"Can I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"Why Cassie?"

Nate sighed, "I went to buy beer, she was there shoving donuts in her mouth, I gave her a drink because it looked like she was going to choke or something. And then I offered her a ride to the party, she was hanging out of the window and yeah, I just I don't know. It was the moment because we briefly talked about our relationships."

"Then when did you tell her you were going to break things off? Or that you might?"

"In the bathroom. I guess to make myself feel better about my actions."

Sophie nodded and gulped, "Okay."

"We can stop if-"

"No, we should talk."

"I pictured you the entire time." Nate blurted out.

"What?"

"With Cassie. I pictured that it was you. And then you knocked on the door and I, yeah, I realized that you weren't with me."

"You pictured me?"

Sophie had a thousand thoughts in here head about what happened that night. This? This was not one of them.

"Yeah, I did. How does that make you-"

"I don't know. The same, I guess." She said quickly as she wanted to move on from the topic.

So he pictured her but he knew it wasn't but he basically pretending as if it were her? She had no other words for what he just told her.