twenty six

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billie
"summer" I call out making her look up from her phone to look at me. we've arrived at the restaurant and m.a and naomi went to clean up in the bathroom, denzel is hitting on one of the waitresses.

"how are you doing?" I ask her, she stares at me for a bit before turning off her phone and puts it down, "I'm good billie, how are you?" she asks.

"I'm good too" I nod, "I- it's good to see you" i tell her, she nods slowly looking away making sigh.

"can I apologize please" I ask her to get her attention again, she looks back at me, "I want to apologize seriously to you for the shit I had done those years ago" she nods listening.

"I'm sorry for the way I treated you, you're the best person I've met and I took you for granted when I should have loved you" I tell her as I run my hand through my hand.

"I truly am so sorry, you're the last person to deserve that but obviously I was not ready or serious about you, when I should have been because when I proposed, it wasn't out of the thought of trapping you but I really did want to fix myself and be with you" her eyes move with my hand making me put it down under the table.

"I also want you to know that I've been going to therapy like you asked and I've worked on myself, I will continue going but I want to let you know that I would like to treat you the way I should have treated you before. I'm more than capable of giving you that treatment now, if you allow me of course" I say making eye contact with her.

her eyes search mine for a bit before we're disturbed by everyone coming back, she looks away from me to her best friend next to up her and they seem to share a look.

"hi, my name is Ethan and I will be your waiter today. can I take your guys orders or do you need more time?" he asks.

we all go around ordering before he nods and takes the menus.

"you guys good?" katorah asks noticing the energy between me and summer, I give her a nod and she decides to let it go.

I feel a hand take my hand, I quickly notice that it's summer. she turns it over to look at my wrist, where her name is tatted in a small print.

she stares at it for a bit before letting out a sigh and drops my hand, she doesn't even look at me once as she focuses on her phone again.

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