Chapter FortySix

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Chanel finally returned to work. Although it took her a while to get back into the swing of things, she seemed to be getting a lot better. Her scars were beginning to disappear, and her confidence was shining through once more. As the workday was coming to an end, I began to clear the cutlery and plates away with Chanel and another worker, Leanne, when Javon walked by with his jacket on.

“Leaving early?” Leanne asked.

“Yeah, gotta sort something out. See you lot tomorrow.” He waved a brief goodbye before quickly leaving.

“I’ve never seen Javon leave early before,” Chanel muttered.

“His mum is ill,” Leanne said as she wiped the surface. “Apparently it’s something terminal. He’s been looking after her for the past week. He said he might even quit work to care for her.”

Chanel frowned. “Ah, that’s sad. He seemed fine today.”

“I dunno about that. I could tell something was wrong with him. But he has to stay positive for his mums sake.”

“I’m just surprised he didn’t tell me.” Chanel turned to face me. “Did you know, Becc’s?”

“No.”

I felt Chanel’s eyes lingering on me for a few seconds but continued to clear away. I wiped down the coffee machine while the other two continued their conversation. It wasn’t like I didn’t care about Javon—actually I considered him a friend—but I had other things on my mind at the moment. Since the incident on Monday I haven’t been in a good mood. I felt like the days were literally drifting by. My entire being felt numb, and I was finding it hard to smile these days, let alone anything else. It was already Thursday and I couldn’t wait to get home so I could lie in bed. No doubt Andre would probably be missing again, but I wasn’t going to bother with him.

Kayden would text every so often to check up on me, which was nice of him I suppose. The migraines would come and go, but it was something I was used to now. Although I didn’t want to be at work, I just needed something, anything, to distract me from my own tense thoughts. The conversation between Sacha and Ty has been ringing in my ears for the past three days, and it was beginning to irk me.

“I’ll be doing nationals soon.”

“What about your girl?”

“What about her?”

“Are you two not together anymore?”

“...dunno.”

I sighed and threw the cloth down. Tyreece hasn’t even spoken to me since, and now I knew why. He was too busy training and fondling that bitch. Seeing their chemistry and the way he held her so sensually made my chest ache. Were they always that close? Did Ty always touch her like that whenever I wasn’t around? Just how faithful has he been the past year?

I frowned. I didn’t want to be caught up on him, but his words really did hurt. I wanted to reconcile and make things right, but instead I experienced pain. I wasn’t sure what heartbreak felt like, but I’m certain this current feeling wasn’t far off.

“Becc’s?” I looked up to see Chanel peering at me inquisitively. "What’s wrong?”

I gave a light shrug. “Nothing really.” I noticed we were now alone. “Where’s Leanne?”

“Gone toilet...” She wiped her wet hands on her trousers and leaned against the counter. “...So you can stop lying and tell me what’s up.”

Her penetrative eyes made me look away. “I don’t really wanna go into it, Chan.”

She was silent for a few seconds. “If it’s affecting you that much, you probably need someone to talk to.”

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