Remember

Chapter 14: I was right

I run to the nearest bus stop I can find. The scene that happened just moments ago replays in my head and I feel so defeated. Drew's angry face, losing all trust in me. Sawyer and that stupid smug look.

"Are you okay?" I'm so deep in thought I don't notice a girl sitting next to me. She looks young, maybe seventeen. I look around and make sure she's talking to me. "You're crying, bad break up?" She asks curious. I didn't even notice I was crying. "Here, I have tissues." She says while looking through her purse. I smile weakly at her, and grab the tissue.

"Sorry, yeah bad break up." I agree, not feeling like explaining anything about me. Her big droopy almond brown eyes, frown in sympathy for me. The wind starts to pick up and her long straight dark brown hair flies to her face.

"Don't worry, it doesn't get any better from here. Unless you have ice cream." She tries to joke around, I laugh at her attempt at lightening up the mood. I get up from the bench to check if a bus is coming anytime soon. I look in my pocket for any spare change, I have a little change. It should be enough for a ride out of here. I look back up to check again, when I see a curly haired figure walking towards me. Dammit.

"Is that him?" I turn to the girl, surprised she's paying attention.

"You could say that, hey it was nice meeting you, but I have to go." I say, getting ready to run off again.

"Wait, I'll help you scare him off or something." I pause and look at her, what does she have in mind? I debate whether or not I want to see what she'll do. Before I can decide, I hear his heavy steps, my stomach sinks. I don't wait for him to speak, when I see his mouth open.

"How's Drew?" I watch Sawyer stumble his words, when I interrupt.

"How do you think he is?" He snaps. "If you think I came here to apologize, I'm not." Sawyer tells me, and I glare at him, ignoring him and siting back on the bench.

"Why would you?" I mutter, not looking at him, shaking my foot impatiently for the bus to come. Sawyer forced me to do something, and doesn't have the decency to apologize for his wrong doing. Every time I think Sawyer might be a little kind and considerate, he goes off the rails. But now I see, he's just a terrible person and only out for himself. I can't believe I actually believed he was going to get better as time went on.

"He was going to find out sooner or later" Sawyer says bored, shrugging his shoulders. I hate that he could be roaring mad one second and the next second not a care in the world. I turn away, angry. I don't have the energy to look at him or want to talk to him. "He needed to know." He tries justifying the situation.

"You didn't have to force me." I still don't turn to face him, tears are threatening to spill out again, just remembering Drew's face. "I would have told him, and maybe he would have trusted me, if I did it my way. I could have convinced him that it wasn't me." I keep my face away from him, tears falling uncontrollably.

"If I were him, I would have wanted to know." He says, his voice cold.

"He would want to know the truth." I counter.

"I'm not wrong." He says, his voice steady. He steps forward and the girl sitting stands right in front of him.

"Nope, that's close enough." She says full of venom. I look at her and smile, thankful she's doing this.