Indecisive 2 (Sequel)

Chapter 23: Teetering

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Recap of 22:

His voice becomes strained, "if you need anything at all please call."

"I will," I submit before our lips draw together, making me believe once again I'm capable of overcoming this, with him.

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Andy POV:

I rummage the contents of the drawer when a voice catches me from behind.

"What are you doing?"

I twist around quickly shoving the drawer shut by leaning back against it.

"Looking for my phone- phone charger."

"In my drawer?"

I shake my shagged hair as my eyes study her.

Her hair is pulled to the right side, secured in a pony, pink lips pursed while a scowl takes over her face.

"Where's the money?"

Julie twists a strand of her hair around her index, "what money?" She asks, a devilish smirk playing on her lips.

"Cut the shit. You know exactly what, or should I say whose money I'm talking about here."

"So what if I do. What makes you think I'm really going to tell you where I put it, let alone let you give it back to that slut."

"Don't fucking call her that," I snap, my blood boiling.

"Why do you still care about her anyways?" Julie crosses her arms in front of her chest, "you know she hates your guts right?"

"She only hates me because who I was forced to make her believe I was." I defend.

Julie rolls her eyes, "you two are so sucked in to her petty ass needy shit."

"You're such a bitch." I say with no remorse.

"Now if I was a bitch would I be giving Harry this?"

Just as I open my mouth to speak Julie pulls out a wad of cash from her back pocket, fanning the bills in front of her as the number 100 catches my eye on a few of the bills.

"What do you plan on doing with that?" I do my best to contain my anger, prevent an outburst.

"Give it back to Whitney."

I laugh, "yeah good one."

Her eyes narrow to slits, "it's not a joke. Maybe if you weren't so damn obsessed with her you would see I'm making things better for us."

"There is no us," I remind her for what feels like the twentieth time.

"Whatever. All that matters is this little deal will get us double then what he paid us in the first place. Enough to get far away from here." Julie says proudly.

"Who said that's what I want?"

"Well unless you want to get both our asses arrested then I suggest you learn to want it."

"You're giving her the money back then?" I interrogate.

"Isn't that what I said?" Julie rolls her eyes.

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"Harry's supposed to call, well he was supposed to last fucking night."

"I'll call him."

"No I'll do it," Julie insists.

Before she can say another word I'm already dialing his number, a steady ring echoing through the line.