The Triangle

Chapter 164 ? Yours

CLAY:
"Woah, sorry—didn't mean to scare you." He grabbed my hand and helped me up.

I got to my feet and once I did, I fixed my hair.

Y/N:
"You're fine—it's fine—" My eyes widened as I corrected myself.

He nodded slowly while squishing his brows together with a smile.

CLAY:
"I'm all ready to go."

Y/N:
"Y—Yeah same, w—we should get iHop or something then go somewhere else to talk..."

Clay's eyes fell to the ground as he slowly began to grin.

CLAY:
"I know a good place."

•••••

He ended up driving us to the bridge we used to go to as kids, after we got our iHop of course. Once we made it, we hopped out of his car, then walked up to the bridge.

Soon, we sat down, opened our meals and finally, we could talk.

Y/N:
"T—Thanks for the food..."

CLAY:
"No problem." His lips curled up.

Y/N:
"Um..." Now, anxiety was placed on my chest.

I scratched the back of my head as my chest began to feel all tingly.

Y/N:
"S—So um...we um...we cuddled last night, as you're aware—"

CLAY:
"Yeah?"

Y/N:
"Um...it um, it honestly felt pretty natural to...d—did we cuddle a lot this year...?" I managed to form a sentence.

Clay's eyebrows rose.

CLAY:
"Oh uh, y—yeah, we did a lot..." He smiled nervously.

Y/N:
"Oh...um..." I began.

CLAY:
"Are you okay?" His brows furrowed more, "You keep saying 'um' over and over again like you're anxious or something."

"Why can you read me like a book, I swear—" I thought with a nervous sigh.

Y/N:
"Okay...I—I'm just going to rip this off like a bandage..."

He nodded, giving me his full attention.

Y/N:
"Did we date this year...?" I blurted out.

Clay's eyes widened all the way, it looked like he stopped breathing. That reaction told me all I needed to know.

Y/N:
"We did, didn't we—" I frowned while messing with my fingers, staring down at them, "That's why you were crying so badly at the hospital, that's why you've been avoiding me..."

CLAY:
"I..."

Y/N:
"Clay I'm so sorry I can't remember..." Tears started to form in the corners of my eyes, "Fuck, that's the real reason why you cut yourself last night isn't it—it's because of me—"

My voice cracked as my frown deepened. I raised my hands to grip the sides of my hair due to the overwhelming feelings I was experiencing.

CLAY:
"Hey..." He spoke softly to me, catching my attention, "None of this is your fault..."

Y/N:
"It's true, isn't it...?"

His eyes became deepened as slight tears formed in them too. Clay bit the inside of his cheek, his gaze adverted to the lake to the right of us.

Y/N:
"God..." I whispered while staring at the lake too, "No wonder why it felt so natural to cuddle with you and to call you 'baby', dammit Clay—"