CHAPTER 32

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Tray's words sting so much. It's like he drilled a hole straight to my heart.

I felt his pain behind those brown eyes. The way he stood in front of me, broken. I betrayed him and i know how it feels like.

And now I'm paying for it.

I tried to apologize but as expected, he reacted in his typical fashion. I went to his apartment for absolution and I didn't get it.

I've been crying my organs out for the last two days. I can't even cry anymore, i'm empty and drained and I can't move. Plus i have so much going on in my head that it's making it hard to focus on everything else at the moment. The last two days have been a complete struggle.

"Tray walked away from me. I told him everything and how sorry i was and he didn't want it. I've fallen for him Polly. I've fallen for him like an idiot and now he can't even be with me. I messed up everything by getting twisted in Dave's mess."

"I told you that as long as Dave is around, you and Tray will forever have issues." She says over the phone and i hear her mum yell at the background.

I swallow back the hurt that rises in my chest at the thought of him walking away from "us"

Completely.

"So what should we do? Kill him? Tray doesn't want to be with me. He thinks I'm pathetic and disgusting. I'm going to die."

"Well, killing him will be our last option but as of now you just have to calm down and give him time to heal. Seeing your girlfriend kissing her ex is not a good look. And you know that."

"But for how long? it's been two days,TWO DAYS Polly. And besides, it was just a kiss. It meant nothing."

" To you it was just a kiss but to him that's a different case. All i can say is be patient, give him enough time and he'll come around. I gotta go."

"Fine. Bye."

I sigh and hang up.

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"Hey, get me a damn coffee with extra creamer," The old man on the last booth shouts so loud i wish he gets a heart attack.

"And I do mean, EXTRA creamer."

Seriously, if he doesn't shut up soon, I'm strangling him. My patience is at an all-time low.

Ken isn't schedule to work today so Gabby and I work quietly through the lunch hour and things don't seem to calm down until two o'clock p.m.

I plop down to a nearest booth and close my eyes. I'm so damn tired I don't even have enough energy to grab a drink.

"You look hungry." Gabby says with a plate on her hand.

"I am. I'm actually starving."

She sets the plate down and sits next to me.

I take a bite of the fried chicken covered in white gravy and moan. It's moist and full of flavor and sooo delicious. I haven't been eating well these past two days so i stuff some more bites and attempt to hide my pleasure.

The cafè door is pushed open and Ken walks in laughing with....oh god, are my eyes playing tricks right now?

Ken brought Tray.

My temperature drops to absolute zero and my appetite is gone.

Here's the thing about Tray. You won't help but notice him when he walks into a room. The first thing that registers is his height then it's quickly followed by his curly hair.

"Kennnnn" Gabby shouts and they hug. Tray looks straight at me and i swear i feel my stomach twisting.

"Tray this is Gabby, my girlfriend and Gabby this is Tray, my bestie."

"I've heard nothing but good things." They shake hands. " In fact, if I weren't standing next to your boyfriend, I'd be tempted to ask you out myself."

My chest swells with both heartache and heartbreak.

The way he has said that clearly states that he's single and we are done DONE.

"I ran into Tray an hour ago and i talked him into coming along. We're going to a PARTY!" Ken adds loudly.

A party????!!!!

"RIGHT," Tray says.

"Hal is something wrong?" Gabby asks and they all turn to look at me.

"Yes....." I smile nervously. "Why?"

"You've been quiet. You coming to the party right?"

"I don't know i got som---"

"She can stay if she wants. She's no fun anyway." Tray says and looks at me coldly.

He's punishing me.

And pushing me away.

I bit my bottom lip and feel tears sting my eyes.

"I'll go. But i won't stay too long." I tell Gabby and excuse myself to the washrooms.

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