Two Lone Artists (Male Character x 100T Girls and more)

Finale Pt. 3

"Uh, hey Selena..." you mutter, awkwardly.

"Hey Selena? That's all I get? Cmon, give me a hug!"

She closes the gap between you too and reaches in for a hug, you return the favor. Her embrace is warm and inviting, and it feels homely in a way.

"It's been too long, Y/n..."

"Yeah. What's it been, like 4 years?"

"Something like that..." she says, trailing off into thought.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Oh, a gentleman? I would love one."

You tail down the bartender, asking for two more beers.

"Atleast you remember not to get me any of that fruity shit..." she jokes.

"Can't go wrong with beer..."

"That's debatable." She says.

You chuckle, probably harder than you shoulda. You turn and focus on the game, taking minor sips now and then.

"Y/n, I just wanna say... I heard about your mom. That's really rough. If you ever need anything-" she starts.

"It's fine. I've got it handled..." you say, lying through your teeth.

"Is that why you're here? Not out in LA with your rich, gamer girlfriend?" She teases.

You flare your eyebrows, unimpressed. You just take another sip. She catches on to your sudden change in mood.

"I'm sorry. Is everything okay?"

"It will be. But for now, I'm pretty sure I'm right back to where I was a year ago..." you say.

You go to sip again, but she stops you.

"Y/n, I'm not it's a great idea to be drinking too much..."

You look down at your beer, which by now was nearly finished. You didn't feel a buzz at all, even considering this way your second beer.

"I know things were hard after... after us. But I'm here to talk now if ya want." She offers.

"I don't know... I ain't exactly in a talking mood."

"So you're gonna drink yourself to death?"

"It's just a few beers-"

"Y/n, we both know it never stops at "just a few," okay? I don't want to be intrusive, but I'm here for you..."

She was right. It never stopped with dad, and it could be the same way with you. That "self control" you thought you had, it had weakened. Addiction had a way of doing that.

Setting your beer down and sliding it away, you focus your attention on Selena.

"Can I ask you a question?" You say.

"Shoot."

"Were we ever in love?"

"Y/n, we were so young-"

"Selena, I just need an answer, for my sanity" you joke, hiding a bit of truth in your words.

"Yeah, atleast I was..." she says.

"But you left...?" You say.

"Y/n, I went off to college. I went off for 2 years, and it wasn't like I went across the country. I was like an hour away..."

"And I guess that was too much for me..."

"I guess... but Y/n, even when things were difficult, I was always left waiting... waiting for the day my door would open and you'd be there."