I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover. I love you forever, forever is over.
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Blake's POV
"So wait," Elaine said while sipping on his coffee, "Allison's bulimic?"
I nodded my head, my eyes lowering at the steam escaping my cup of coffee. Elaine and Logan exchanged eye contact for a second and frowned. It was a cold Sunday morning at Starbucks, and I felt like I needed someone to talk to. I couldn't talk to Denny, and I couldn't talk to my mom about it. After I regretfully accepted Allison as my girlfriend again, I felt horrible. She didn't want for me to tell anyone her business, but I felt like I had to vent out to somebody. Or...two somebodies.
"I knew she had self esteem issues." Logan said out with a satisfied smirk. He crossed his arms, "The girl thinks she's fat."
"How can you sit there and smirk at that? I heard bulimia is pretty serious." Elaine mentioned to Logan with a glare.
"Serious or not, it's pretty shocking." Logan turned to me and his smirk faded away, "You're dating her again. I could've sworn you said you'd never get back with her."
"I felt like I had no choice. She pratically black mailed me. She said that if I didn't get back with her, she would do more than just puke out her food. I got scared so I panicked." I sighed while sipping my coffee. I glanced around the shop and noticed a few girls sitting down watching our table. I ignored them, turning back to both Logan and Elaine. "You think Denny will hate me?" I asked seriously. I was mainly asking for advice from Elaine. Logan would probably just say something ridiculous or bring me down.
"I don't know anymore, man." Elaine started to mess with his hair as if it was hard trying to picture Denny mad. "She'll be hurt...that's for sure."
"Who cares what she thinks? You two aren't even together anymore." Logan confirmed while rolling his eyes. Both Elaine and I turned to him with a glare, and he shrugged innocently, drinking his coffee shortly after. Nonetheless, Elaine sighed and turned back to me.
"What do you think you should do?" He asked patiently.
"I don't know," I shrugged in thought, "Should I just tell her?"
"You mean put Allison's business out there? No way." Logan butted into the conversation again, "It's already bad enough you told us, man."
"Well what am I supposed to do?" I blurted out confusingly. The both of them watched me carefully as I started to become more and more frustrated by the seconds. "I mean, I don't want her to think that I don't care about her, that would be the last thing I would want for her to know that I - "
The sound of my phone vibrating on the table interrupted me, and Elaine eyed it mysteriously while Logan was winking and mouthing words to those girls a few feet away from us. I took a look at the screen, hoping Denny's name was flashing on it. But it wasn't. It was Allison's.
"It's Allison." I said in a low voice to Elaine.
"Answer it." He told me.
I wanted to just snap at him and say no, but then Allison would probably just cry and stress out and...do some other things. I rolled my eyes and sighed while answering it, "What?"
Elaine turned to Logan, who was still making flirtatious eye contact with the random girls. He punched Logan's shoulder and Logan snapped a look at him.
"Allison, are you there?" I asked with an annoyed voice.
"Good morning, Blake." I could hear the seducing vibe from her flowing into the phone and into my ear. I scoffed mentally at her even saying my name.
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Me and Blake Weatherly
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