Young Mate

Chapter 12

"Y-you dreamed about e-eggs f-farting?!" I clutched my stomach while laughing. A few tears escaped my squinted eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I get, its funny." Justin grumbled and pouted.

"It isn't funny. Its hilarious!" I continued my laughing.

A good 10 minutes later, I stopped laughing. I let out a sigh and looked to Justin who raised an eyebrow.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I asked frantically. He let out a low chuckle.

"No. I was just wondering why you brought me here in the first place." This made me freeze.

"Oh...uh...it doesn't matter."

"Tatum. I know you're lying. Just tell me. I won't judge." He leaned forward, putting his elbows on the table.

"Honestly Justin, it doesn't matter. Let's just go." I stood up, wanting to avoid the conversation I knew was going to happen.

"I'm not going to let you walk away from me again." I tensed and froze up, barely comprehending that he grabbed my arm.

That night. The night I felt confident. The night I dressed up just for him. The night I felt pretty. The night he broke my heart. The night he cheated on me. The night I rejected him. It all came rushing back, making the tears I held in all these years flow down my face freely.

"Tatum? Are you okay? Look at me." Justin voice was monotone and his touch barely there as he lifted my face so I could look at him. "Please Tatum. Answer me." He pleaded. I finally came to my senses and shook my head sorrowfully.

"I'm sorry. For everything. For hurting you. For hurting everyone. For running away. F-for existing." My voice cracked at the end.

I bolted. I ran away. Again. I could faintly hear as he called my name, his footsteps pounding after me.

All I did was run faster.

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A/N:

This is sord of a filler chapter.

Sorry for the late update! I try to update every 5 days. I've been SUPER busy this week.

-amanda