Desolate Love

Chapter 10: Anxiety

Vaughn POV

I felt their eyes watching me like a hawk as I ate my food as fast as I could. I didn't want to stay much longer - especially with them around.

It was strange looking back on everything. How I used to be so excited to go out to dinner with them - most of the time I would beg to even go to the shittiest small-town dinner around just to hang out with them. We would just sit and talk - not doing anything other than annoying the other customers, and most likely the staff, with our obnoxiously loud giggling - but we were happy. I was happy. Yet now all I want is to escape the hell hole that is being in a place with either one of them - let alone both.

Coming back was a mistake that I should have never made. No pay was worth the mental setback just being here had caused. I knew the possibilities of being here, I knew the bad memories it would bring back, yet I stupidly did it anyway, and for what? A small sum of money.

I could've taken a job anywhere else. I had multiple commissions I could have taken - yet of course I got money hungry. All that had gotten me was sitting in a cramped food court with the two men that fucked up my life.

Just thinking about the memories haunted me. Their words. Their actions. Their lack of care. I still wonder how they could just discard me. How they could just toss me to the side.

How they just let everything get that bad.

I knew they didn't care and I knew they never really would. They started the lowest point in my life - yet they had the audacity to be staring holes into the back of my head. Alec even dared to talk to me like we were old friends who ended our last conversation on a good note. He even invited me to have dinner with him and Tobias like they weren't the ones who fucked up my life.