(1 Week Later ; Amber's P.O.V)
I haven't spoken to Chord in 7 days. That text had me in tears and depression for hours. Then I realized maybe it wasnt meant to be you know ? But who am I kidding, I loved him so much. I still love him so much, I thought as I walked into the nearest 'Panera Bread' ordering my usual. I walked out, but quickly stopped in my tracks once I spotted him.
There was a tiny blonde sitting across from Chord in the booth. I was speechless. I knew he would be able to find another girl fast, but it hadn't even been twenty-four hours! Not wanting anyone to see me cry, I tossed my drink in the nearest trash can and ran to the bathroom.
I splashed water on my face, hoping the flustered feeling would go away.
It would be amazing if you thought about other people's feelings. Instead of just thinking how something is going to affect just you. I thought to myself.
I dried myself and gave my face one last wipe, trying to look normal. As I turned to leave the bathroom, the blonde that was sitting with Chord walked in. I gave a small smile and quickly pushed past her, wanting to leave that place and get back to the safety of my bed as soon as possible.
I didn't want Chord to see me anymore, but the only way to get out was walk past him. I tried to face the other way as I walked out of the store. I sighed in relief as I finally got outside. I didn't even notice that tears were again falling down my face. I was still in view of the 'Panera Bread' window, and I realized Chord had seen me. Before he could get a second look, I rushed down the street and towards my apartment.
I was almost there when my phone, in my back pocket, buzzed. I pulled it out and saw that it was a text from Chord.
"We need to talk xx". I read.
I was NOT in the mood to see him right now, but I figured it was probably important. I texted him to meet me at my apartment in a few minutes. As soon as I got up to my room I threw on pajamas and found my normal spot back in bed. A little while later, the door to my bedroom opened and Chord walked in. He walked towards the bed and laid right next to me, wrapping his hands around my waist and pulling me closer to him. I felt safe again, like nothing had ever happened. But the harsh reality soon flooded back to my mind.
"Chord, what are you doing?" I asked, scooting my body further away from him.
"We aren't together anymore, and you've obviously already moved on. There's not much to talk about," I spat. I faced away from him and pulled the covers up to my neck. It was silent in the room and after a little while, he let out a large sigh. I looked at him. There were tears running down his cheeks and his eyes were squeezed shut. I reached out and put my hand on his chest.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked him quietly.
"Everything, Amber. I can't do this. I can't live my life without you and management put me with a girl that they thing is more my type. But they're wrong; she's not my type at all. She doesn't care about me, she's totally rude, and most of all; she's not you." He said, dropping his tone at the last sentence. I looked at him. He was still crying and he obviously hadn't moved on. I moved next to him and pulled him in for a big hug.
"I can't do this either Chord. When you left, I felt like a part of me was ripped away." I chuckled a little.
"And, plus: it hasn't even been a day and we're already crawling back to each other." I whispered.
He smiled and we both leaned towards each other. I placed my lips on his and enjoyed the moment. It had been only a day since you'd last kissed Chord, but it felt like forever. He moved his hands up to the small of my back and we stayed that way for a while, cuddled close to each other.
"I'm going to talk to management tomorrow. If they think this is what's best for me, then they're obviously blind. There's no way they can separate us," He told me, and I believed him. I pictured Chord and I together forever; and nothing, especially management, was ever going to tear us apart.
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So now that things are back to being good, what do you think will happen next ? (: