Bad Boy Kisses

21 Bad Boy Kisses

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Chapter 21: 21 Bad Boy Kisses

My footsteps were hesitant as I made my way across the street. My thoughts were everywhere and I felt like I wasn’t even myself. It felt like I wasn’t even part of my body as I stopped in front of the little café shop. It was all supposed to be done. I was supposed to move on. It’s called forgive and forget. I forgave, now why isn’t anyone forgetting? I sure as hell was okay with forgetting.

Her blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun on the back of her head, her outfit very professional and neat. Her face was perfect, nothing on her was out of place, except for the fact that she had sadness in her eyes and her lips were turned into a frown.

Nothing was perfect anymore when your son is sent away to a rehab for beating his girlfriend and being abused too.

Sucking in a deep breath, I walked to the door and opened it, stepping into the heated room. The bell above the door rang and Mrs. Hanglinton’s head snapped up. Our eyes locked and I felt everything come rushing back to me, like a gush of wind smacking you in the face.

The way she always treated me like her daughter when I came over, our talks we had about everything, cooking dinners with her or going on vacation and tanning at the beach or going to the spa. She was nothing but a nice woman and now as she looked at me, all I could think was she hated me.

Who wouldn’t? I was the one who got her son sent away, made her personal life public on the news, and maybe even destroyed her family. I know for a fact, she was here to tell me off and say how much she couldn’t stand me.

But I was shocked when a sad smile slipped onto her lips and she rose from her chair. When I reached her, she pulled me into a tight hug and after a moment of hesitation, I returned it, barely.

“Emilie, sweetie. It’s so good to see you.” She pulled on my hand and gestured to the empty seat across from hers.

“It is?” I asked taking the seat she offered. She took hers and shot me a confused look.

“Of course.” She pushed her bangs out of her face that were hanging across her forehead before wrapping her hands around her coffee cup. “Sorry dear, I didn’t order you anything. I didn’t want it to get cold.”

I held my hand up. “I don’t want anything, thank you.”

She nodded and her eyes lowered to her own coffee. She slowly took a sip and looked anywhere but at me. I fiddled with my fingers, feeling like a complete idiot for coming here. I should have just hung up when she called me. I shouldn’t have agreed to come and see her. I should have gone straight home after school today.

Thinking of school sent my thoughts to go to Jared. Last night, when he rejected me was the last time I saw him. He wasn’t in school today and going to his house to see if he was okay was out of the question. In fact, Hailey wasn’t in school either, along with Matt. Both phones were off when I tried to reach them, so I guess that was why I came here to meet Mrs. Hanglinton.

I had to get my thoughts off other things and she was a perfect distraction. Even though I had no idea what she wanted to talk about, I knew it had something to do with Conner but I didn’t want to sit at home and sulk about Jared, so I took this option.

“You are probably wondering why I asked you to come here.” Mrs. Hanglinton finally spoke up taking a sip of her drink.

“I have a feeling I know what the topic is going to be.” I stated running my fingers along the edge of the table, playing with the chipping paint.