The Triangle

Chapter 164 ? Yours

I huffed out a breath, still frozen in shock by everything Clay was telling me.

CLAY:
"Y/N please...is there a part of you that still loves me, more than a friend...?"

Y/N:
"I...I liked you once in the 6th grade but...I got over it...and I'm still over it Clay..." I whispered as my tears fell, "I'm so sorry..."

-CLAY's POV-
I looked away from her instantly as my tears fell down my cheeks rapidly.

Y/N:
"Clay, I care about you, so much..." She tried holding my hands, but I slipped them away from her, making her lips curl down farther, "Clay, I'm sorry..."

CLAY:
"Don't be..." I said lowly.

She gazed down at her fingers, thinking for a moment.

Y/N:
"I heard you gave up a football scholarship for me..." My eyes widened as I shot my head up to her, "I...I think you should take it instead of going to the same college as me..."

I blinked several times as my breath got caught in my throat.

Y/N:
"I'm not pushing you away, and I don't want you to go but...I don't think you should wait around for me to change my mind..." She spoke quietly, "The doctor said there was only a 5% chance of me rememb—"

CLAY:
"You're right..." I whispered, clenching my jaw while glaring at the bridge below us, "I shouldn't wait around for you...and I never should've in the first place—"

I quickly stood up, shedding my tears in the process. I tried walking away, Y/N tried grabbing my hand in the process, but I snatched my hand away from her.

CLAY:
"I need space..." I said with my back to her, my gaze locked on the ground.

She nodded slowly as her tears fell too. She held herself.

Y/N:
"Text me if you need anything, okay...?"

CLAY:
"The only thing I need is my girl back..." I mumbled under my breath, then walked to my car.

-Y/N's POV-
I heard what he mumbled under his breath. That statement made even more tears collapse down my cheeks.

Soon, Clay hopped inside his car then drove away, leaving me on the bridge alone.

Instantly, I thought about everything Clay told me.

Nick and George like me back, I dated each of them this year, and I was going to make a decision at the end of the year of who to pick.

Honestly, knowing that information didn't bring me comfort at all, it brought me stress and anxiety. My chest soon began to feel tingly again. I slowly raised my now shaking hand to grasp my sweater over my heart.

I needed to talk to someone about this. Not George, not Nick, but a friend. So, I went to the only one I knew that wasn't a love interest.

-WILBUR's POV-
After serving some customers, I grabbed some cleaning equipment to mop up an ice cream spill.

Once I made it to the front of the shop, I shot my head up to see Y/N standing outside, looking in, getting soaked by the rain as she frowned, her face slightly squished together.

My brows furrowed as my eyes widened. I instantly dropped the cleaning supplies on the floor, then raced to get to her.

I pushed open the glass door and once I did, she immediately ran to my arms, wrapping hers around my waist while resting her cheek against my chest. I didn't hesitate to wrap my arms around her shoulders, holding her tightly.

WILBUR:
"W—What happened...?" I asked nervously.

After a few moments, she sniffled then let go of me.

Y/N:
"I—I didn't know where else to go..." She shook her head while looking away, her voice cracking.

WILBUR:
"Are you okay??"

Y/N:
"No I—I know what happened this year..."

My gaze widened more.

WILBUR:
"You remember??"

Y/N:
"No..." Her voice cracked, "Clay told me..."

My eyeballs were bulging out of my sockets at this point.

Y/N:
"H—He told me that he liked me and t—that I dated him this year, along with G—George and Nick..."

It soon registered in my brain that Clay never told Y/N I liked her, which I was extremely thankful about.

Y/N:
"H—He said he needed space from me, b—because I told him that I don't feel the same way he does...I can't remember falling in love with him, I—" Her breathing picked up.

WILBUR:
"Let me clock out real quick, and we can go somewhere to talk, alright?"

She nodded as she frowned.

When I tried to walk back into the shop, Y/N held my hand quickly, surprising me.

Y/N:
"S—Sorry..." She realized what she did and let go, making me chuckle.

WILBUR:
"It's okay. Hold my hand if it makes you feel safer." I reached my hand out, and she didn't think twice to hold it, resulting in my cheeks feeling like a sauna.

Soon, I turned back around, pushed open the glass door, then led Y/N into the ice cream shop with me. While I clocked out, I informed Tommy I was leaving, he had no problem with it.

After a few minutes, my darling and I left the place, while holding hands. We hopped into my car, and even then, she still kept our fingers intertwined.

Y/N:
"W—Where are we going...?"

WILBUR:
"You'll see." I smiled at her while starting the car.

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