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•Friday | April 7th, 2017 | 02:52pm•
"-and that's the reason I tried to kill myself" Megan, a usually quiet girl, said
"Thank you for sharing Megan, I guess that's all we have time for. Refreshments in the back, you know the drill" Ms Palmer said dismissing us
I got up to leave but I wasn't quick enough.
"Dillon!" I heard Dylan say
I stopped in my tracks and turned around slowly with a smile pasted onto my face. I was hoping he would forget but it was only yesterday so that was a long shot.
"Dylan..." I responded
"you're not tryna flake on me now are you?"
"oh that was today, you never gave me a date or time?" I said
"well since we're both free why not go now?" He asked
I know if I don't have coffee with him today he'll keep bothering me and I don't need that.
"okay well I guess I'll meet you at the Starbucks up the block, you know since we both have motorcycles"
"alright, but you better not ditch me" He said jokingly
"I wish" I whispered as I walked away
Once I arrived to the Starbucks he was already there, which surprised me because I left before him.
"yay, you made it" He said getting up and pulling my seat out for me to sit
"yay" I mimicked
"so what do you want to drink?" He asked staring deeply at me
"umm whatever you get, I'm not really a coffee drinker" I replied awkwardly
"okay, I'll be right back"
As he got up and walked away I pulled out my phone to text Adonis, just to make sure he was okay. Last night was very hard on him, when we went to his mothers house. Everything was still in boxes, for the move I guess.
I expected him to break down and cry, the past few days have been very emotional. But no, he just laid in his mothers bed the whole time. Eventually he was talking to himself, I think it was intended for his mom to hear but he kept asking "why?". Watching him cry and be hurt is one thing, but watching him go through depression just breaks my heart. Especially since he was with me during her last few hours, I kinda feel the need to take the blame for that.
"who you texting?" Dylan said holding two long drinks and a couple of pastries
"oh just my step-brother" I will never get used to saying that
