The Admirer

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷𝟿- 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚝

Saturday morning

Betty and a bunch of people found out it was me from security footage of the wreckage last night.

I went out to run errands in the morning.

I came back around 12 with a bunch of grocery bags of food.

Peter was sitting in front of my door with flowers.

I felt butterflies rush through me. But then I remembered the "missing the date" thing that he did and the butterflies turned to frustration.

Walking past him, not even looking at him. I go to unlock the door and ask
"What are you doing here?"
I ask harshly but trying to keep my composer

He gets up and follows me as I walk inside.

"I wanted to talk to you about yesterday"

He closes the door behind him as I drop the groceries on my small dining table in the middle of my open floor plan of my kitchen and living room.

I turn on my heels to face him

"I have two question for you that'll determine how this conversation is going to go"
Before he can answer I go on
"Did you get hurt in some way." I take a step towards him "Or did you have something extremely important that would permit you from going on our date?"

I cross my arms looking at him

He drops the flowers on my coffee table then takes a few steps towards me.

"I-It's really complicated"
He says in a frustrated, strained tone.

"Where were you"
I say pronouncing every word to give it more affect on him. And also that I feel like crying any minute and I have to keep being frustrated or I'll burst into tears

He runs his hand through his hair

"I-I-I can't tell you. I was doing something important I swear"
I takes another step toward

And I take a step back

I inhale sharply trying to keep my cool. I just feel the anger rushing to my mouth.

"Peter. If it was so important. Why can't you tell me"
My tone getting harsher and louder

"I really really want to. I just- I can't tell you. Please just trust me"

"I put myself out there to you. I never ever do anything like that. And then you just ditch me for god knows what. I cant trust you peter."
Everything in me feels tense. Deep down I just want to hug him. Feel his arms around me, to comfort him and for him to comfort me but I'm just so upset right now.

If it was imporant
He would tell
He could tell me
If he doesn't trust me then he doesn't tell
And I don't think he trusts me with whatever it is
He knows me
But yet he still does
This

I turn my back to him to wipe away a few tears that had fallen from my eyes

"I'm sorry I really am"
He says softly

I turn back to him
"Ya know- when you weren't there yesterday. I went to Delmars. And-"

He stops me
"I saw... I'm really sorry about that too and sorry about the cut on your leg it looked really bad"

I look down at my sweats
Fully covering my leg
And my cut

I look at him
"What? How do you k-"
I start but then the door swings open

And it's my mom
She opens the door, still in her scrubs. She looks at me and Peter

"Am I interrupting something?"
She asks

I shake my head. I take a look at Peter who looks guilty and upset, then I look back at my stunned mom.

"No. Peter was just leaving"

Peter looks at me then walks out the door. Not saying a word.

My closes the door. I look down at her hands and notice she's holding some mail

"Are you alright? What was that about"
She asks and I take a step forward and take the mail from her. Which I barley manage to do from my hands shaking so much.

Without saying a word I shuffle through it.

My eyes light up when I see  mail for me
From the daily bugle

I take that and put the rest on the coffee table. I grab the flowers and run to my room

I throw the flowers on my bed and open the letter.

Inside there's a check and a card.

I take out both then read the card. Joy rushing through me to drown out the former pain I still have in me

𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑌/𝑁,

𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝐵𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑤𝑒'𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟. 𝑊𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑦𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘.  𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑟𝑒𝑎 𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑢𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑢𝑠.
𝐸𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘.

𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚,
𝐷𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝐵𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑚

I turn the card over and see there is something else. It's a note form Jameson saying for me to call him when I get this and get a new camera.

I take out the check and I immediately drop it from shock of the number on the check.
I did not expect that much money to be given to me.
Things aren't so bad after all