Reid POV:
I was sitting at the local coffee shop, where I live. Every Saturday morning, I get my coffee and breakfast at the coffee shop. I usually eat some bread with butter or peanut butter and two fried eggs for breakfast. I was reading the newspaper, when I heard a voice from the bar where I ordered breakfast.
"I need a double coffee with sweeteners and a chocolate cookie" said the voice. There was no doubt that the voice belonged to my friend, Alex Blake. I watched her waiting for her coffee. I wanted to say something to her, but it was so hard. I couldn't even say hi. I missed her so much. She wasn't a part of our team for so long, but somehow she became my best friend very fast. She always understood me. While I was debated with myself, the Alex Blake voice said:
"Spencer?"
It was a long time ago I heard her say my name. I looked at her; fake smiled and asked her to sit with me. She took her double coffee and her chocolate cookie and walked over to my table.
"It's such a long time ago! How are you?" she asked and sat down.
"I'm fine, thanks. How about you?" I asked.
"I'm great, but I miss you guys." She said and smiled.
"We miss you too."
"You are not fine, are you?" she asked and looked at me a bit more serious.
I wasn't, but I didn't really want to say anything. I've just got out of a relationship. I really loved the girl, and she was supposed to move in with me, but that night in November, everything changed.
"Who was she?" she asked.
It took me about ten seconds to realize how hurt I was. It hurt a lot more than I thought when I should talk about it.
"Her name is Emma." I said.
"What happened?".
Alex never looked at me like everybody else does. She didn't treat me like a baby.
"She cheated on me." I said.
It was that day in November. I was late, and I know Emma would get really upset. I had bought flowers to apologize with. When I got home, I heard some noises from the living room, and when I entered the room, I saw that she had sex with a man. The man was a co-worker from her work.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. Can I do anything?" she asked.
"No." I said.
I stared down at the table. If I should talk about it, I wanted to talk with Alex, but not at a coffee shop. I was afraid that I would start to cry.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" she asked.
I nodded and we left the coffee shop.