Insulted-Charlottes POV

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After clubbing with the girls I felt like we really got closer.

But I'd be lying if I said Barron wasn't still on my mind.

I'm glad that he saved me but that doesn't mean I like seeing him. What he said stuck with me. "We are adults now."

God damn this is haunting me. Maybe this is what I need.

Maybe I do need to talk to him. Maybe then I can be free from my past if I just let him go for good. But I'm afraid.

Im afraid that I don't have as much self control as I thought I did.

Because seeing him only proved that the feelings are still there.

But I need to stop thinking about him for now because it's work time.

"Hey guys, we'll get started in a bit I just need to settle in"  I say to the girls.

I don't hear a response because Stacy is comforting Gianna about something.

"What happened?" I'm concerned about her

"Some asshole used her for a one night stand" Stacy says

"Oh I'm so sorry that sucks. He doesn't deserve you trust me" I say hoping my words reach her

"Yeah thank you guys I'll be fine, let's get back to work" she says and I have no objections.

The faster we finish, the faster I can leave. And the less chance I'll have of running into Barron again.

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It's now afternoon and we're finally almost finished but I think I need another coffee.

I know coffee in the afternoon is bad but I can barely stand at the moment.

I have to make sure my designs are on point and for that I need to be awake.

As I'm walking I get a call from Stacy though

"Hey I know your on your break but there are some fabrics in the front, if you want to check them out then you can" she says

"Yeah no problem I'll check it out before I go get something to eat" I say as I hang up.

And just because this world fucking hates me, I see the one person I been trying to avoid.

Barron. God I didn't know he would be here today.

I have to start asking them when he would arrive. I only realize I'm staring when he catches my gaze.

He's so beautiful and those sad gorgeous brown eyes. I can't. I need a burger.

I walk to my car and go to a local burger joint because burgers make me happy and right now I need to be happy.

I mean what is wrong with me. I have my dream job, I have a nice apartment, and I'm sexy as fuck.

Why am I like this over a guy that I was in love with when I was a kid.

This is stupid. Maybe I need to get laid.

I decide what's best for now is a burger.

This place is to die for. I discovered it when I first moved here and the vibrant red color isn't just what attracted me, you can smell this place from down the block.

The cashier there has been eyeing me for a couple days now but that doesn't stop me from going . In fact he's kinda cute.

But I have this thing where I never make the first move. Ever.

I walk into the place already knowing what I want because it's become my usual order.

"Cheeseburger, no tomatoes, with a side of cheese fries" the cute cashier says before I can get anything out

"You remembered" I say a little embarrassed at the fact that I come here so often he remembers my order.

" yeah well I guess your worth remembering" he says

I mutter a thank you and wait for my order. I'm thinking that maybe I should have said something other than thank you ?

This is my problem I have no idea how to respond to compliments.

I'm about to sit down when I catch Baron's gaze. Well it's more like a glare now that I'm looking at him.

I see his looks only have gotten better, he grew his hair out a bit more and his jawlines is more defined then the last time I saw him.

I realize that I should probably should leave because even being in the same room as him makes me uneasy.

It's like he has no shame because he keeps staring at me.

I decide to walk right past him, not even giving him a second glance.

He's in the past for a reason. Idk why I'm letting this man still get to me. What he said before is still sitting with me.

"We are adults now"

We are adults now so that automatically means that I should forget what happened.

We are adults now so I should forget that he's the reason my best friend killer himself.

Ughhh all of this makes me so angry. How could he act like I can just easily get past all of it.

It may have been easy for him but I just can't.

I get back in the building and decide I'm going to put my self to work. I work on new designs and look at some fabrics.

We have  fashion show in 6 months and even though it seems like a long time I still have to be mindful of the long progress.

Amber comes in and stops my progress. She asks "Hey I'm glad you're working hard, I just wanna say you're doing great so far."

"Thank yo-"

"But you have to understand we don't want a repeat of what happened to our last designer, so I arranged for Mr.Thompson to just give you like a crash course on how to avoid legal trouble" she says with a smile. And now I kinda want to rip those blonde extensions right out of her head

"Thank you Amber but I make all my own designs I don't need others, that goes against everything I stand for" I say trying to stay calm. If I'm being honest it's not even about Baron, I just feel insulted

"It's not personal trust me, it's just something I have to to do now, and sorry to say it is mandatory" she says sternly

I realize that since she's my boss is shouldn't  argue more and I just say "I understand"

"Great then it will happen tomorrow afternoon" she says then walks away

I have to face Barron tomorrow.

Somehow I knew this would happen sooner or later. I better get home because this is ganna be a long day tommorw.

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I can't sleep. I been laying here for 4 fucking hours. Just me and my thoughts.

I found myself thinking about Barron. About how the life that we lived when we were kids. About how everything went down.

It happened 8 years ago but I'm still haunted by it till this day. I mean there is still alot of things that I don't know and honestly I don't know if I want to know. I mean Damien's life style still remained a mystery and why Barron didn't tell me is also a mystery.

Gosh I need to sleep. But I can't stop thinking about him.....

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