Chapter Thirty-Four

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I tossed and turned all night, but whenever I did get a chance to doze off Luke had to use the restroom and shine the bright light whenever he went in. At some point I was tired of laying down so I just got out of bed and went into the kitchen to turn the kettle on the stove.

Disregarding the time I made a cup of tea and walked out to the beach. It must have been early since I can see the sun rising from the base of the ocean. I was wearing a pair of flowy floral print pj shorts with a black tanktop and an oversized eggshell colored cardigan that I just threw on. My hair was a wavy mess with half of it in a man bun. I didn't care.

Walking on the beach with my feet pressing in the sand was such a relaxing place for me. I thought about Luke and how lucky I was to be with someone like him and how supportive he is towards me.

 I thought about Brittany and how she is basically my only friend. I thought about my dad and how he was always there for me, and how he always put up with my shit. Most of all I thought about Blair.

I had so many emotions towards Blair. A Part of me just want's to shut her out or like beat her up or something for just leaving my dad and I like that. Another part of me want's to give her a big hug because I haven't seen her for years and yeah maybe apart of me missed her.

I walked back into the house and picked up the phone, "Hey it's me, meet me at Sam's Diner in ten minutes" I hung up the phone. As I walked into my room I slipped off my shorts and put on a pair of jeans with some flack flip flops.

 I walked over to where Luke was lying on his side, covered up with the comforter. I bent down with my knees touching the floor "I'll be back" I whispered as I moved a piece of hair off his forehead and kissing his cheek.

I grabbed my car keys and headed out and into my car. The sun was starting to peek up over the horizon and give shadow outlines. I got out of my car and walked into the Diner. "Hi my name is-" I cut him off "Brett, I was here with a friend of mine a few weeks ago" I smiled "Oh yeah the gay one, follow me" I brought me to a booth. "I'm just waiting for someone" I said as he left two menus and walked away.

I sat there, nervous, tapping my foot, snapping my hair tie against my wrist. I watched a clock at the front of the diner tick tick away. I pulled my unmanageable wavy hair into a high messy bun while pulling a few strands out on the side.

I waited, and waited, in this lonely diner with nobody in it accept me, a cook and Brett. It was well passed the ten minute mark, and far into the fifteen mark. "A cup of coffee" I grabbed Brett's arms as he walked by. Cup after cup I still waited, almost an hour of waiting I started to loose hope that they would ever show up, until I heard a bell at the door.

"After all these years you're still making me wait" I smiled "Sorry there was traffic on my way here" Blair took a seat at the bench across from me. "I'm glad you called me" she put a packet of sugar into her coffee that Brett placed for her "Same here" I responded.

We were both eating pancakes in silence until Blair put her fork down "There's something I need to discuss with you" she broke the silence. "I know about the trial" she blurted out "Why" I asked "Because I was there that night". Dammit I forgot.

"Okay, and how is this helping Brittany?" I asked "Because I have information that can help her brother's case" she whispered. I eyes widened, the one thing we've been looking for as been just a call away. "Are you saying you know who it is" I crossed my fingers hoping she would say yes, "Yes" she said.

At the moment I wanted to jump out of my seat and dance around. "I can't tell you who", why did she have to say those words "Why" I asked "Because this person knows that I know and if I tell, I fear that this person will come after me" she said with her eyes staring right at me.

 "Are you fucking kidding me" the words just slipped off my tongue in anger "I'm sorry" she pleaded "Blair you know how selfish that is, you are willing to let an innocent man go to jail for a crime he very well did not commit just to save yourself" I asked.

 "I didn't expect you to have the same views as me", "Damn well you shouldn't". I got up and grabbed my purse "You know, if I were in your position and your ass was on the line, I wouldn't think about saving myself, I would think about saving you, but I guess in your case you would just let someone drown" I placed the money on the table for the food and stormed out of the diner. 

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