Chapter 11

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*Sigh*
I am stood outside Starbucks, shaking like a leaf. I have never felt so nervous to walk into a coffee parlor. Shaking my head, I walk in, giving a kind smile and a wink to a passing worker, I turn my head to come face to face with a broad muscly chest.

"Damn, I hate being so short" I mumbled. Walking past without eye contact I find a seat. Radiating pure confidence, when in actual fact, my stomach is doing flips, partially nerves, but now? Mostly anger, he thinks he can order me about? ME! Keep dreaming boy.

      Sitting opposite me, Radke leans forward, tattooed arms on the table. Rather than saying anything, I stare into his soft brown eyes, refusing to back down.

" You don't have to be so confrontational. Its only me, Lex, no funny business. Look, i told you-" I inturrupted before he could finish,

"Told me? You told me? Who gives you the right to order me about? You think you're some big man who can tell me what to do, well listen here buddy, you're not." Breathing heavily i tried to control my anger, digging my nails into my palms, I stood and ordered a drink.

Sitting back down, I took a sip of the scolding hot coffee, feeling instant relief and warmth. Radke watched me with wary eyes, like Iwas a rabid dog who could attack at any moment.

"Im sorry, for the way I treated you. Ryan beat my ass when I shouted at you the other day. He explained how you work amd you haven't run in with the law or drugs in years. I jumped to the conclusion that you were the same girl I knew in highschool, I should have known better, you changed when we left, why wouldn't you change when you left?" Radke spoke fast, trying to squeeze all the words out before I had a chance to speak.

"Look Ronnie, I'm not the same lass who dabbled with the wrong crowds  and drugs, I have my own apartment, I have a stable job which i love, I have my family back. You cant compare me to my past. If you do that, then nobody can change their view on you as a man." My words were soft, i was tired and i needed a cigarette.

Standing up, I grabbed my bag, told him goodbye and left without another word. Stepping into the fresh air, i took a deep breath. Sparking up my cancer stick, i started walking back to Zizzies.

I know this is short but I'm stuck...

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 18, 2016 ⏰

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