CHAPTER 12
It's been three weeks since you moved into your new apartment. You decided to live closer to Daniel and Robb, as they were the only ones who know about your situation. It's been four weeks since Chris and you last talked. You still have a picture of you, Scott and him at the summer house on your phone. It wasn't a default picture for anything but you found yourself looking at it often. You didn't have the heart to delete it yet. Daniel told you to take your time and to delete it only when you were ready. However long that may be…
News of your break up hasn't reached the press yet. You always wondered why but you figured it didn't matter too much. It was his business, not yours. Rumors have been spreading around stating that you two broke up but the reasons for the break up was ridiculous. One rumor said that you demanded marriage but he refused and the two of you broke up. Another rumor was that you cheated on him. All the rumors stated that it was your fault one way or another. Daniel decided to let you work at home, helping him with documents and papers at him and hired someone else to be his in-office assistance to avoid the press. You had to start wearing disguises whenever you walked out the apartment now.
You still cried a lot from time to time. You thought that there was something between the two of you, even if just a little something. But you were wrong. You haven't seen Chris out in the open either. It was as if he left Boston all together.
It was another day. Robb came by to visit you and eat lunch with you. If no one ate lunch with you, you'd forget to eat nowadays. You had too much on your mind that time just passes by and without you noticing it, it was late into the night and you would cry yourself to sleep. You had lost a lot of weigh – not that you were big before, you liked to think you were the average American – and you smiled less and less every day.
Your phone rings and you look at the caller id. There was no name but you recognized the number. It was Richard. You look at your phone in confusion but decided to pick it up anyways.
"Hello?"
"~~~~~~~~! I'm so sorry baby, it was all my fault! I was dumb, I was stupid! Please take me back!" You were quite surprised about his confession. You gave Robb a look. He edged you on.
"I don't know Richard."
"Please ~~~~~~~~! I'll do anything, just give me another chance. A dinner! Just a dinner is ok. Let's talk about it, yeah?" Robb and you exchange looks. Robb nodded at you.
"Ok, just one dinner." You decided. "I'll send you my address. Just come by."
"NO!" He shouted, surprising you. "I mean, let's go out. I haven't seen you in a while."
Robb mouthed to you "no" while signaling an "X" sign.
"Why can't we meet at my place?"
"I-I just wanna go out with you, is all." You were getting suspicious now. He was acting weird and his call was random in the first place. But you brushed it off, thinking he was just desperate to want to get you back.
"Fine."
"Ok, I'll pick you up tonight at five." And he hung up.
"Why did you agree to it?" Robb questioned you.
You sighed. "There's no harm in it. Besides, you and Daniel are always telling me to see other people. Richard is…. Well Richard may have left me for someone else but I had feelings for him once. He's still considered a friend."
"~~~~~~~~, I don't trust this guy. Are you gonna be alright?"
"I'll be fine. It's just one dinner. Nothing more." You gave him a small smile.
Five o'clock arrived and you waited outside your apartment complex to be picked up by Richard. You were a nice simple, yet classy red dress and a black coat with a white scarf that was long and big enough to cover some parts of your face. You agreed to go out but that didn't mean you wanted to be recognized. Your hair was tied up neatly in a ponytail and you were black heels to complete your look. Richard came to pick you up and the two of you went to a family restaurant.
You looked around and noticed that there wasn't much people inside and there were few tables which you were grateful for in case people start recognizing you and questioning you about Chris. The first week you stopped seeing Chris, you were surrounded by paparazzi and fans asking you how Chris and you were doing and why you two weren't seen in public anymore. You were all tattered by the time you escaped and reached home. You were traumatized to go out by yourself since then. Before Chris always protected you and encouraged you to ignore the other people but it was hard by yourself.
The waiter seated you two at a table and you excused yourself to head to the restroom. You walked towards the ladies' room but without looking, you bumped into someone and fell back. You closed your eyes waiting for the impact of the floor but you felt someone grab your hand and steadied you before that happened. You looked up and to your surprise, the person standing in front of you is the one person you wanted to see the most yet also the one you wanted to forget the most.
"~~~~~~~~?"
"C-Chris."
