the road home // josh kiszka

thorn tree in the garden

chapter song: thorn tree in the garden- derek & the dominos

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january 2017

-YOUR POV-

"Why the hell would you say that?" I ask, slapping Evan's arm.

"Say what?" He asked, genuinely confused.

"That you were my boyfriend? We're talking." I clarify.

"You and me don't do talking, not with our history. Plus, I saw the way that guy was looking at you. Didn't want him to think that was okay." He smirked.

"That's bullshit, he wasn't looking at me any way, and we are not dating." I scoffed, giving him the side eye.

"Whatever you say, princess." He smirks.

I roll my eyes, and try not to think about it, my mind still fixated on what he had mentioned about the look Josh had been giving me.

A FEW WEEKS AGO...

"Don't do it, I'm begging you." Reina slurred, already on her 4th drink of the night.

"It'll be fine, he probably changed his number." I yelled, over the loud music from the bar.

"You know its a bad idea. Matt tell her." She says to our friend.

"Hey, if she wants a booty call, why stop her?" He laughs.

"It's not a booty call," I yelled "I'm just seeing how he's doing."

"Sureeee" They both mock.

I roll my eyes and send the text to Evan before I can think twice about it.

me:

hey, how r u?(:

I tried to sound nonchalant while I was anything but. I wasn't sure what kind of response I was expecting but my heart was pounding, instantly regretting sending the text in the first place. The reply came almost immediately.

shit head 💩:

Hey you, how about we talk about it over coffee?

me:

hmm, meeting up. not sure we're quite there yet.

shit head 💩:

Coffee is innocent. There will be witnesses and everything.

10 am tomorrow?

me:

fine. text the address.

shit head 💩:

google.com/search/desert-oasis-coffee-rosters-detroit

me:

got it.

shit head 💩:

See you then ;)

I sighed and placed my phone back in my pocket. I knew that sober me was going to regret this. I knew that no good could come from getting a response back so quickly this late at night. Although standing him up was an option, I knew that I was way too nice to ever do that to anyone.