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“Yeah, but does she know the reasons?” Evan asks, raising his eyebrows.
I shake my head. “She wouldn’t let me explain.”
“Give it time. Maybe she’ll come around,” Ty encourages.
“Do you know Callie?” Evan asks Ty. “She’s the new doctor in town. SJ and her were together all through high school. They’ve been on a twelve-year hiatus.”
“It doesn’t look like she’ll come around. Apparently, she’s with someone now,” I bite out.
I was livid the other night when she informed me that she was with him. The fact that he left Callie stranded tells me everything I need to know about how he treats her. I don’t want Callie to be with anyone. Anyone but me.
Evan turns to me. “Who?”
“Thad Douche from the hospital,” I grit out as I rip open a new box of flooring.
Evan chokes on his soda as he takes a sip. “That dude? I know who you’re talking about.”
“What do you know about him?”
“He’s a tool. She’s too good for him,” Evan hedges.
“Is Callie the hot blonde from the game the other night that you exchanged smoldering stares with?” Ty asks.
I give him a look that clearly says I don’t like him calling her hot.
He puts his hands up. “The boys call her Elsa and say she looks like a princess from the movieFrozen.”
Relief fills me hearing that Evan agrees the guy is not good enough but still knowing that she’s with that Dr. Dick Douche does not make me feel better.
“Sounds like she still means something to you,” Ty muses.
“A lot of history there.” I shrug. “But…history means the past.”
“Can’t rewrite history. But you know what you can do?” Ty says.
“What?”
“Fight for your future with her.” He smirks.
I think about how I felt seeing her wearing my old shirt at the game. It hugged her curves, the worn material a little thinner than it used to be, clinging to Callie in all the right places. Seeing my number and name on her after all this time. To know that she had hung onto it and obviously wore it often, given how threadbare it looked.
For a minute, I thought maybe she missed me, and I might have a chance at her forgiving me. But when I picked her up at the hospital, I realized she’s far from forgiving me.
The spark is still there with Callie. Because she wouldn’t hate me if she felt nothing. She only hates me because she cares, which means I have a chance. I just have to do everything I can to get her back. Even half a football field away, I can feel she’s still mine. There’s no denying that.
“After seeing her again, it did make me feel something. Something I haven’t felt in a long time.”
“What’s that?” Evan asks.
“Alive.”
five
Callie
Then
“What arethe types of chemical bonds?” He quizzes me, holding the flashcard so I can’t see it.
