"So what's up?" "Um... Rain, I just wanted to talk to you about the way things were... and I'm sorry I called you out of your name the last time I saw you and I know we was kekeing and podding it up...and joking, but you know that shit fucks me up..."
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"What? What shit... that shit was years ago...I was like 20, and... I just was not... I wasn't in the right state of mind,... and, yeah... I regret the way I treated you, I do..." He was looking at me, wondering if my charisma and skills of selling it from the club were still effective, if I ever really cared because I did play with him at times. " I do, Ish...I truly regret the way I was, I regret the way that we both treated each other..." We were spotted now, talking alone, as the rest of the cast giggled, wondering why we needed a conversation separate to the group. "Look... I don't want to do this here. Everyone's going to think we're..." " I mean, I don't give a shit what they think, Rain... "Ish...I'm in a really weird space right now."
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" It's sounds like you need someone to talk to -" His eyes piercing into me, as I nodded and admitted I did. I was at a loss, over Aubrey and I ever being a thing but I felt like pulling away would come with wider repercussions than me being mad and in my ego, about him choosing his loser ass bitch over me. I was wondering why I chose him over what could have been, friendship with my now baby father wasn't even something I wanted to have now. "Yeah..." "Okay so let me take you for dinner..." He was smiling at me in a way that made me smile too, caught my guard slipping and my cheeks high as hell. It felt like that, when things were good, they felt so good, but we both made major missteps, or mistakes.
I guess us never really being "a thing" made it easier for us to ghost the situationship and never speak again, until then, and there. He was right there, looking back at me and, I was wondering if he could see all of the things I never got to say, racing through my mind. "Okay...no! We know what happens, when we go to dinner... we shouldn't do this. I just, don't think we should" " Okay, that's okay, Rain... So, just tell me, for real are you with Drake, or not? Because, it's just dinner..." "Dinner," I had a flashback, and it was so much more than the way he would talk to me for hours, and hours, about the life I wanted and the life he said I deserved.
