I Deserve Another Chance (A Mindless Behavior Story)

Chapter 2 - Talk About Needing To Apologize...

Seanna POV

“Okay. I think we need to go ahead and get some food before it gets too late,” I said pulling away from him, feeling like I was drifting off into my own world.

“But it’s only 8:30. I still have an hour before I have to be at the studio…I’d like to be able to spend at least another 20 minutes with just me and you with no one else around to interrupt us,” he responded slightly annoyed again.

“But you never know how the service is going to be. And I don’t want you to late to rehearsal just because our food takes so long to come,” I replied with the first thing that came to mind…not to mention the dumbest excuse in the world.

“Okay, whatever. Wait here for just one second,” he said as he took the keys out of the ignition.

Unexpectedly, Ray came around to the passenger side of his car and opened my door for me, helping me out of the car.

“Thank you,” I said with a small smile on my face. 

“It seems like you get sweeter everyday we’re together.”

“Well, I thought I ought to try to show that you have been rubbing off on me,” he said sounding quite sincere.

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After ordering my cinnamon-apple crepes and Ray Ray’s strawberry blintzes with a side of three slices of bacon for us to share, we found an empty table by the window by the entrance of the Café.

It was completely quiet until Ray broke the silence saying, “Look…I’m sorry for acting like a jackass lately.”

“What are you talking about, Ray?” I asked wanting to know what his excuse was. When he called me this morning, I didn’t want to make him feel worse than he already seemed. We hadn’t talked or hung out in over two weeks since he’s been off tour.

“Don’t act like you don’t know. Remember? I haven’t bothered to even look at you in the past week? I’m such a jerk…” he said holding his face in his hands with his elbows on top of the table.

“No, you’re not,” I comforted him as I pulled my chair from across from him to next to him. “We all have a few bad days,” I started as I gently rubbed his back.

“But…I feel so horrible! For not looking into your beautiful eyes that melt my heart. Not looking at that beautiful smile that makes me go weak in the knees,” he stated as he gently placed one of his hands on one of my cheeks.

My heart just sank when I heard him saying this. I feel so horrible! Here he is hurting just because we haven’t contacted each other in two weeks, and I’m not making it any better…but he didn’t know it.

Talk about needing to apologize for being a jackass…