Max wonders about her.
A picture of her engraved in his skull.
Where was she going?
What is her name?
What does she like?
What does she dislike?
He wants to see her again.
Tanner is coming over.
This time with his girlfriend.
The girlfriend he hates.
The girlfriend he treats like trash.
Max doesn't care much about other people's problems.
He has enough of his own.
Like where he is going to college next year.
Making sure the check comes in time to pay the bills.
The doorbell rings.
Tanner stands at the door.
Her head peeks out from behind him.
She has warm chocolate eyes that can melt your heart.
A small cluster of freckles on her nose.
Reminds him of the stars.
"Hey, Max.
This is Layla.
My girlfriend."
It is the girl.
The girl he can't get out of his head.
Her name is Layla.
And she is Tanner's girlfriend.
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Unrequited
Short Story"If there was such a thing as love, he thought. She was love." __________ A short, fucked up, unrequited love story between Maxwell and Layla.
