On The Way Out

Chapter 5

"Mother, I need a word." I say and grab my mom's arm and usher her away from the table towards the bench near the door for a minute.

"Molly, what's going on?" My mom says, looking back and forth from me to Andy. "How do you two know each other? I'm confused." 

I swerve around and give her a death stare. "I don't know, Mom. There's 8 million people who live in New York City and somehow- out of all of those people- you have to be dating the father of my ex-boyfriend? Really?" I angrily question her, to which her eyes get big.

"Y-your what? Oh, honey. I had no idea. When were you together?" She says, and I feel bad telling her now, all these years later.

"We dated in high school. I met him when I was a sophomore and then when he right before he went to college, he dumped me." I say. "Look, I don't really want to talk about this right now. I haven't seen him since it happened. I don't want to be in the same room as him, I'm sorry Mom but I'm leaving and there's nothing you can say or do to make me stay." I say as I grab my bag off the bench and walk away as she stands there with her mouth hanging wide open.

I make it all the way outside and as I'm about to call for a taxi, I hear someone come running up behind me. I assume it's my mother, but when I turn around, I come face-to-face with Andy for the first time in years. 

As I look at him up close, I've forgotten how incredibly handsome he is. He has the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen, and even when he doesn't do anything to his hair, it still looks perfect. I try to push that all out of my mind, though, as I suck in all my breath and narrow my eyes at him.

"What do you want?" I work up the courage to say as he gives me an almost pleading look.

"Look Molly, I know you probably hate me still, and I-I don't blame you if you do, but can we talk? I know it won't make up for all those years ago, but can you give me at least 5 minutes of your time? Can I buy you a drink somewhere at least?" He asks, and even though I should say no immediately, I don't for some reason.

I sigh. "One drink. That's it. And only because I've had to deal with my mother all day and going on this stupid date."

He laughs. "If it makes you feel any better, I didn't want to go either. My dad said it was going to be some investors meeting that I needed to attend. And no offense to you or your mother, but I don't think you're going to be potential investors."

"How do you know I'm not an investor? You don't know anything about me, I could be." I say, to which he raises his eyebrows.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend. A-are you?" He stutters, suddenly looking nervous.

"No, but it was funny to see you get nervous like that." I say, and we both laugh for a second, until the awkward silence overtakes us again as we continue walking down the street. All of a sudden, we come to a stop as he pulls me into a place with the name of "Annie's". When I give him a questioning look, he says. "I've heard this place is supposed to be good. I figured we can give it a go."

I just shrug. I was only getting one drink, so why did it even matter how good the place was?

As we walk in, we spot a booth in the corner that we both immediately flock to. We sit down, and when the waitress comes over to take our order, I order first. "I'll have a whiskey sour." I say, as Andy raises his eyebrows. "I'll have the same, thanks." He says to the waitress, as he looks back to me. "I guess you have good taste too." I shrugged lightly. "Yeah, you could say that." I say, as he laughs.

As the hours passed, that one drink turned into 5, and after that, I don't even know what happened. I started to laugh at everything Andy said, even if it wasn't funny, and we eventually got to sharing stories about high school and our younger days, when I swore Andy said something like "I never found anyone else as great as you" but I wasn't sure if it was him or the alcohol talking. Even though everything around me is fuzzy, I decide I might order another drink as I look up at the clock to see that it is now 2 am. How long had we been here? The dinner with my mother was at 8 pm. Had we really been here 6 hours?

I need to get home before things get dicey, I decide, as I stand up only to realize that my legs have turned to jelly. "Where are you going?" Andy asks. "H-home, where else?" I slur as I stumble out of the booth. "And I don't need you with me." I say, as I feel even more dizzy than I did a minute ago.

"No no no. There's no way you're leaving. Where does your mom live?" He asks, to which I tell him, but he acts like what I say doesn't make sense. He sighs. "What am I gonna do with you Molly?" He says, shaking his head. I try to get up, but as I do, my heel twists and I feel the worst pain I've ever felt in my life, and all of a sudden, I can't stay up. And then, everything goes black.

Hey everyone! It's been sooo long since I last updated and I hope this can make up for it! This is a short chapter, but I promise the best is yet to come! Hope you all enjoy, thanks for all the support!! xoxo Meg