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After my shift, Brendon told me to go home, shower, change, and then he would be there to pick me up. When I got out of the shower, I put on tight black skinny jeans, a Nirvana shirts, and my favorite black converses. 
When I had finished getting ready I waited for Brendon on my front porch. He pulls up and I run to him and hop into his car. 
"Hi!" he smiles.
"Hello, handsome."
"You look hot!"
"Oh shut up, Bren!"
He laughs at me and then we're off to our favorite restaurant. 
We laugh together as we head in and shortly after we are seated. We order our drinks and continue giggling until Brendon abruptly stops. 
My smile drops, "What?"
He points at a table behind us. 
When I turn and look, I see Josh at a table. 
I turn around confused, "So what?"
"SO WHAT!? That's Josh's ex!" 
He yanks his phone out of his pocket, almost throwing it, and opens the Finstagram app. 
After it loads, he pulls up a girl's page and scrolls down. He then stops and taps on a picture and turns it so I can see it. I take the phone and examine the post, it's from a few months ago but the picture is Josh kissing /Debby's?/ cheek. 
The caption says, "I'll always love you."
Brendon angrily locks his phone, "The only reason they broke up APPARENTLY is because she moved."
I sigh, "Maybe they're hanging out as friends."
Brendon huffs, "I guess." 
"Here, to ease your thoughts I'll text him." 
Brendon nods unsurely.
I take my phone out and send Josh, "Hey, where are you?" 
Brendon perks up and looks over to Josh's table, "He just got the message, okay now he's texting." 
My phone vibrates, and when I open the message my heart feels heavy. 
I look up to Brendon sadly, "Uh, h-he said he's at home."
Brendon grabs my hand, not skipping a beat to shoot glares at Josh's table, and rubs his thumb in circles over the back of it. 
We sit there for a few minutes quietly. 

I fucking told you. 
Yes, you did. I'm sorry, Blurry.

"Do you want to leave?" Brendon cocks his head slightly.

  No. Stay. Torture yourself for not listening to me. 

"N-no. It's okay."
"Tyler. I know you too well for this shit. He told you to not leave didn't he?"

don't 

"N-"
"Do not fucking lie to me."
"He did." 

y̶o̶u̶'̶r̶e̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶e̶.̶   silence. 

Brendon stands up, leaves a 20 on the table and grabs my hand.

He walks towards the exit that is closest to Josh and when we get to his table, Brendon turns with a sassy look on his face. Josh turns and his face falls straight to a horrified expression. 
Brendon turns away with a disgusted, "MM." 
I lock eyes with Josh as Brendon is dragging me away. He mouths something that looks like, "I'm sorry."
I let my face turn to anger, he isn't sorry.
I turn around and walk next to Brendon. 

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