lost in confusion ↣ luke brooks/beau brooks

Chapter Thirty Four

Kelsey's POV

After a long morning of cleaning, headaches and tiredness, Beau decided to take me out to a beautiful little diner for my 'birthday breakfast' even though my birthday was yesterday, but he said since he couldn't take me out yesterday he was going to make it up to me. He didn't have to make it up to me, of course not. But I wasn't going to turn down a free breakfast, what can I say, I love food. Plus, the bonus was it was extra time to spend with Beau anyway. I loved spending alone time with him when we could just be casual with each other, but somehow it wasn't the same as when I used to be casual with Luke. It always felt much more..magical with Luke. I always remember whenever Luke and I would just sit in his house and lay on his bed, watching movies all day. I felt so comfortable around him. I never really wore make up around Luke, I wouldn't dress up or anything, I would just wear my sweatpants and loose tops with no make up and my hair tied in a bun. He didn't mind, he thought I was beautiful any way, that gave me confidence to be myself around him. But with Beau, as much as I love him, I felt almost obliged to put in the effort. I always wear make up around him, or whenever I get the chance, and I always dress nicely. It's not that I don't feel comfortable around my own boyfriend, it's just that I've seen how many girls he's dated before, and how beautiful they all are, and like any other girl, I feel like I don't exactly live up to his standards by being myself, so I try to be the best I can be, even if that's not being 'myself'. That's the one thing I really do miss about my relationship with Luke, how I could just be myself and feel completely comfortable about it. I wasn't going to be judged by Luke so what did I have to lose?

Anyway, Beau and I pulled up at this beautiful little diner on the east coast of Glenroy. It was about twenty minutes from my house so it wasn't much of a drive, but it was longer than I was used to. I'd never actually been to this part of Glenroy. I had usually just kept myself in the central, where I lived, I was relatively near everything so what was the need to explore the rest of Glenroy. Yeah, I know that sounded very..non-enthusiastic, but really, I do like exploring and everything, and I do like seeing other places but I just didn't see the point of exploring the rest of Glenroy because I really was near everything I needed to be near. It was central Glenroy after all. I liked being in this area, it was different, nothing I'd ever really seen before. It looked more isolated and simple than central Glenroy did. It was really different from Miami. Miami was full of people, everywhere you looked, people. Girls in shorts and skimpy clothing, guys with high ego's, different from here. This place, in the east coast, it was different from both places I was used to. This place was deserted, quiet, just..different. There were some cute little shops but no one was around to visit them, why would someone ignore a place like this? They probably had the same idea as me. "Why would I ever explore out of my needs?" Sad, isn't it? How we ignore the things that we could possibly need most. For all I know, this could be the place I go to when I need a little space..one of the things I need most.

Beau and I entered the little diner to the fresh smell of pancakes and maple syrup hitting us. This enticed me in even more. I felt a sudden hunger for waffles and maple syrup, don't ask, I have a weakness for belgian waffles. We sat down in a small red seated booth and sat opposite each other. I smiled at him before looking down at my menu, scanning each meal as if was presented. I ran my index finger along the sheet of plastic that covered the menu, reading along the lines that described each meal to it's complete content. I stopped at the meal I knew i wanted. Belgian Waffle Meal - Large belgian waffle topped with a cup of syrup, served with three sides of your choice. Sides include - Eggs, 2 sausage links, hash browns, 4 bacon strips, mini pancake puppies, buttered toast, and bread. Just reading the description made my mouth water. My eyes were struck with glory as I read the description over and over. I looked up and smiled at the sight before me, as I saw Beau scanning his menu, rubbing his chin as he did so. He looked so focused, whilst I, I was just soaking this all up. Just then a waitress came to our table. She was quite small, she had a petite frame and was awfully skinny. She had dark brown hair that was tied up into a messy ponytail. She didn't wear much make up but it was enough for her to look nice. She looked down at us with fake smiles, obviously she didn't want to be here, working her ass off.