🖤Chapter 11 🖤

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( back at home )

After a while of me just sitting on my phone, Meado busted into my room. "JESUS! DO YOU KNOW HOW TO KNOCK!" i shout. "Oops sorry!! But we all had the idea, of going out tonight. To celebrate." She responds. " I'm down! Just sucks i didn't make my debut." I say back saddened a bit. "I'm Sure jonas was saving you for a Team that's actually good. Not the spurs." I laughed a bit, As everyone seems to have the same hatred for the spurs. "GET DRESS RYRY!" Beth says as she leaving my room. Which i just chuckle at. Even though i know i dont have a choice.

I throw on some basic ass black dress pants, A black suit jacket and white under T-shirt, Military black Jordan 4's. If you couldn't tell, I'm obsessed with shoes. I have so many of them, from jordan 1's although way to Jordan 11's.

Once we were all ready to go. Me, and the bunch took a cab to the pub. We all got out the car once we arrived, when we got to a table, The conversation just flowed between me and katie. We were talking about everything. From shoes, To How good i was at FIFA. " I'm Going to go get drinks, What do yall want." Beth says. "I want vodka and coke." leah says. "yeah me too." Katie adds on. "same here!" viv says proud that she can keep the streak going. "and you Rylie?" Beth says. "Just get me a wine cooler. Thanks" i say in a polite way. Beth walks off to get our drinks. "Man you just had to ruin the streak, Huh?" viv says in a sarcastic way. "well I try you know" i shoot back.

At this point we were all drunk, and weren't thinking straight. "We should do a round of shots, Then head home!" beth says excitedly. "I'm down, But let me go get them beth, You've been doing that all night!" I say offering beth help. "Thanks rylie!" i shake my head and walk to get 5 shots of vodka. I was waiting my turn at the bar, As it was busy. I take a seat at the bar waiting to be helped. I look over and low and behold I see a filmar face. One i would never forget. One i swore to remember. A face that stood out to me in the worst way possible. This face saw me shred thousands of tears, in court. This face killed my dad and brother.

She was sitting there, Waiting as well. When she looked over her face dropped. "Eh, Hey! sorry for this random approach but... Do i know you from somewhere?" she says shyly. "No." i say back Dully, As i justed wanted to smash her face repeatedly into the bar. "Oh well, I'm Tina." she says. " Cool-" i paused, If i said my name would she remember me? "i'm Rylie." i say hoping she does remember my name. "Oh cool. So why are you here?" she asks. "To drink with friends. You?" i swear, If she says drink I'm gonna smash her face into the bar. "Debating on if i should drink." she says, sounding a bit sad. "Why so?" i ask, Genuinely curious. "I'm sober. This is the first time I've stepped into a bar in 9 years." she says with sorrow and hurt. "Why?" i asked pushing it. She seemed like she changed for some reason. "9 years ago, I killed a little boy and his father... From drunk driving. I live to regret it everyday. I was young and stupid, And that's not a excuse. But when your young, You do dumb things. But that pain... When i saw the Little girl, and her sick mom in court, That hurt. I took their family away, all because i was Stupid and drunk... when i was in prison I found out months later The mom died. So i took the rest of that little girls family away. I always think about her.everyday... I just wish stuff was different."  She says. She truly does sound sorry and hurt. She truly does regret it. I dont say nothing, But hug her. "I forgive you." i say crying into her shoulder. "what!?" she said confused. "I'm the little girl, who was in court with her sick mom..." after this the girl completely broke down in my arms. She just kept apologizing.

After that i got my shots and went back to the table. I felt at peace with the world. I wasn't hurt anymore. After all that we all got a cab home. Once i get into my room i close my door. I hop onto my bed, when the door opens again. It was katie...


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