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four

I was out for a cup of coffee with my brother, Ethan, to get my mind off of these horrible experiences that are now memories that are clearly glued to my brain.

"Where you wanna go, bro?" Ethan asks me, knowing that I was a very picky preson.

"Starbucks sounds good right now," I say with no emotion, still sad over the little depressing memories I keep bringing up.

Its kinda hard to forget about something that was so painful, ya know? Some people will tell you "get over it and move on", but its not that simple. How would you move on from feeling not wanted? How would you feel if someone threatened your own life and your safety? How would you feel if someone almost cost you to take your own life? Awful right? How would tou move on from that?

"Then lets go!"

Me and Ethan walk into the not so crowded Starbucks coffee shop. We stand in a line wasn't too long. It was just a few people standing in line, but I kept getting anxious. Its something that happens, but I tend to keep calm.

Once the line got shorter, it was our turn to order. I ordered my usual drink, Iced Caramel Macchiato, and Ethan got his usual Iced Tea. We sat down in the seats nearet to the bathrooms because that was my most comfortable seat. We were there for about a good 10 minutes and then I got a notification that notified me that Jessika Martinez had just posted a photo.

She posted a photo in a Starbucks restroom and it had the caption:

Starbucks is my safe zone

She put the location at the top to show what Starbucks she was at.

The Stantee Alley

Thats where I am

Jessika

After I posted the photo of me in the bathroom, I walked out. As I walked out, I was greeted by a very tall, handsome man. Very structured jawline, hazel eyes, nice pink lips, mole on his chin. He was perfect.

Wait-

Oh lord-

Oh God-

I know him.

a/n;

UM HEY HOES IM BACKKKKKKK