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But that shit is over No part of my life revolves around her, and I’m not about to let her pull o," I say when I’ in front of her

She doesn’t reply Just blinks her long lashes and studies my face for a few seconds that stretch into lifetiain, she reaches up and touches rab her wrist and shove her hand away

"Get in your fking car"

"Baby" she says

"I haven’t been your baby in a long ti, so you can leave"

Her lips pucker on a frown "You’ll always be ain, and I step back

"I was yours through all your shitty boyfriends Through the first time you left, and the second Hell, I was even yours for all those years you weren’t around, while Sean and I lived with Gra yours sometime around the ti up a phone, let alone showing your face So, Megan, I suggest you do what you do best Get in your car and leave before I call the cops and ivesMy past and my present are supposed to reodda of inevitability I’ve always felt? The pull of it is so heavy right now, it ravity feel like a joke

When she doesn’t h, I pull out my cell phone, and she holds up her "

I don’t put my phone up, but I let it drop to my side She steps back off the lawn into the street She wavers for a second on her heels, and then she turns and saunters back to her car, like she doesn’t have a care in the world

She opens the door and before she climbs inside she says with a smile, "Go back to your party, baby We’ll talk another time"

I squeeze my fist so hard, I’m surprised I don’t crush my phone She ducks into her car, and it sputters to life, old and rusted and coe she works to project

Then she’s gone, and it feels like everything I’ve built here is seconds away fro around me Like a house of cards destroyed by a sionna fall apart, I’ to catch the pieces

I turn and , but half a dozen people stand off to the side watching me McClain Stella Brookes Torres A few rins atout on us, Moore? Who was that hot piece--"

"Say one ue"

He holds his hands up in surrender, but he’s still s They all are Except Stella and Brookes They’re both looking atLike they’re the only ones who really understand what they just saw

My phone buzzes in ain, and I’ain

Come on, man I need to blow off soroup, ignoring the looks I get, and pick up rass Then I run inside to grab my keys and switch out my athletic shorts for jeans Because it just so happens I need to blow off soy, hole-in-the-wall place that most students pass over for the newer, popular bars in the cas as I step in the door, and even though it’s late afternoon, it’s dark enough inside that I have to squint to find Levi