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“She makes me feel complete. I look at her and I see forever. I haven’t been home in years, but the closest I’ve been to home is being with her. When she’s there, I cherish every moment, and when she’s not, I miss her. A world with her is utterly beautiful, and when I imagine one without her, I want to burn it to the ground,” he expressed, and my gosh, I was captivated, and the words weren’t even to me.
“Now that’s a reason. Trust yourself. You’re a pretty decent human sometimes,” I said and shrugged.
“Geez, thanks, Zar,” he caustically muttered and kicked me under the table.
“I’m telling Dillon you kicked me.”
“He will shoot me again; do not tell him.” For a second, I actually saw some fear on his face.
“Why’d he shoot you before?” I asked, my eyebrow raised.
The waitress came with our orders, and so we broke our conversation until she left. The food looked good as always, and I couldn’t help but dig in.
“He shot me because I mixed up some important files. I made one mistake and got a shot in the arm.”
“That is very intense, but at least you’re fine,” I said and chuckled.
“Yeah, he shoots me, I fuck his cousin. Typical boy stuff.”
I scanned my eyes around the restaurant, and for a split second, I almost threw up on the spot. I could’ve sworn I saw Matthew standing in the corner, but then I looked up once more, and saw no one. My mind was definitely playing tricks on me. There’s no way he’d move that fast.
“Azzaria,” Ronan slightly shouted and frightened me out of thought. Thank God he did. “Are you okay? I’ve been calling you for like ten minutes.”
I took a large gulp of my water and said, “I’m okay. I just thought I saw someone. It’s fine,” I said, trying to convince him. If I told him what exactly I thought I saw, he would tell Dillon and disturb his important meeting for nothing.
“If you say so,” he mumbled, sounding highly unconvinced. “Abigail just walked in, so I’m going to go. I’ll call you later. Be safe, Zar.” He walked to my side of the table, gave me a hug and left.
“Of course and thanks for lunch!” I exclaimed and went to use the bathroom.
Seeing that has got to be a hallucination or just my mind tripping, but what if it’s actually him? All the tainted memories came rushing at a million miles per hour, and I was as white as a ghost.
Abigail-Ann
I’m here. Where are you?
I washed my face and walked out of the bathroom. Cool. Calm. Collected and composed. Those were what I needed to be right now.
“Cool, calm, collected, and composed,” I reiterated to myself while walking to meet her.
She stood at the entrance of the restaurant looking as gorgeous as ever. Our eyes made four, and she walked over to meet me. “Hey,” she shouted and flung her arms around me, pressing her glossy lips to the side of my face.
“Hey.” I feared my response was a bit too flat, but she didn’t notice.
We walked over to the bar counter, and took two seats. I wasn’t in the mood to drink anything, but she was all for it, as usual. She ordered two rounds of shots and a dirty martini, and I just ordered a sprite with cherries.
“You look out of place,” she stated, surveying my face. “Are you good, babe?”
“I’m fine. How are you? How’s it going?” Shifting the topic to her was easier than us going back and forth about what’s wrong with me.
A large smile crept up on her face. “It’s going really good. I can’t keep up though.”
“Keep up with what?”
“Life. New York and this town. It’s a lot,” she whispered. I knew what she meant and sometimes, I felt the same way.
“It’ll take time, but I know you’ll adjust.”
“I hope.”
