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"Disrespectfully, I wouldn't speak to you either if I were her." Leslie picked up her coffee, stalking from the table. "I can't believe you would do something so inconsiderate to her."
She walked away, moving into the bakery next door.
"I didn't mean to," I muttered, knowing that I deserved her anger but still feeling sorry for myself.
"You obviously didn't mean to, but you also didn't try to prioritize your plans with Belle," Mandy scolded, rolling her eyes and getting up from the table as well. I could feel her disappointment in my gut like a knife. And I deserved it.
"Dude," Cooper said lowly, watching his girlfriend walk away. I knew he would follow her out, but he gave me a long look. "You better start planning to grovel because I guarantee Belle won't be forgetting this anytime soon." Then he left.
Andrew didn't say anything yet, just continued slowly shaking his head at me. When he finally stood to leave, he rolled his eyes as he looked over my shoulder to the entrance of the store. "Fix it," Andrew said lowly before walking away.
I turned around, wondering what would have him rolling his eyes, and I nearly did the same thing, but caught myself. I don't know why it felt natural to have that response, but I cringed at myself and sat up straighter, painting a smile on my face.
Though I couldn't say that I was happy to see Tiffany stride right up to me. I guess I was so upset about what I did to Belle that I couldn't see Tiffany without thinking about it yet.
"Hey babe," she cooed as she sat next to me. Her slender arm wrapped around my neck, and she leaned in for a kiss that I barely returned. "Where's the rest of our group?"
I didn't comment on how she called it our group, inserting herself into my circle of friends that she has never once tried to get to know. I shook it off and responded.
"They all left a little early this morning to get some things done, and I just stayed behind. I was actually about to…" Looking around, I tried to think of an excuse not to have to walk her to work today. I needed a second to myself this morning just to try to figure out what to do next, and since I was so torn up about Belle still, I knew I wouldn't be good company for Tiffany. Especially with how I'd been acting since she showed up.
"Walk me to work?" she asked, pulling me to stand with her. I took in her slender form dressed in a tight-fitting black dress, but it did nothing for me today. I was really off.
"Sorry, Tiff. I need to run home and grab some things before work, and—" I looked at the watch on my hand— "I have just enough time to make it there and back to work on time."
I moved out of her grasp, smiling broadly at her and hoping it didn't look as fake as it felt.
"Oh," her face fell, and more guilt ate at me.
"I'll see you later, yeah?" I asked, and without waiting for an answer, I bolted from Grumpy Coffee and got in my car to go home. I needed nothing at home, but I just needed some time to think.
I turned down the first street on my left, not knowing where I was going to waste the extra time I had this morning. I looked out at the shops that I passed as I drove and whipped my car into a parking spot the second I saw the store, which sparked an idea.
The hours on the door thankfully told me that it was open, and I almost ran inside.
The floral shop smelled overwhelming, and since I didn't know the first thing about buying a friend flowers, I walked up to the counter where a young girl was working. She gave me a broad smile and asked how she could help.
"Yeah, do you know what I can send to my best friend as an apology?" I gave her an uncomfortable smile, my neck burning hot.
"What did you do?" She asked unashamedly. I blanched at her question but quickly schooled my expression. "It'll help me decide what's best."
I lifted a brow at her, feeling like that wasn't how this worked, but what did I know.
"I stood her up for a movie night we planned. We live together, and I've been busy lately, and I told her we'd have a movie night but then completely forgot and came home like five hours late," I rambled, not sure exactly how much information she needed but also not able to control the stream of words once they started pouring out.
The girl slowly nodded, giving me a skeptical look. "So you really need to apologize."
"Yes, and she won't answer any of my calls or texts and is avoiding me."
"Okay, so you need something good. Do you want it sent to her work?" She asked, grabbing a pen and chewing on the end as she considered what to do.
"Yes, please."
19
Isabella
Thetextsinmygroup chat with Mandy and Leslie told me all that I needed to know. Landon fessed up to standing me up for our movie night.
