BPOV
Where do I start? What were we going to talk about?
"Do you visit Charlie often?" Edward asked. Small talk, ok.
"Yeah I don't like him coming here, seeing where I live, my lack of school books, my bike." I had planned to tell him soon about my new career path but I just didn't know how to bring it up.
"See anyone from high school?" He asked. I couldn't be bothered with all this chitter chatter, it was making me uncomfortable.
"Say it Edward! I know you have something on your mind so just say it." He seemed surprised at what I had said. I wasn't the girl I used to be, quiet and reserved. I was tougher and louder now.
"I um-" he looked confused, "I missed you." He said starring into my eyes.
I looked at the floor. He missed me! I hadn't expected that.
"I'm so happy to see you," he continued, "we all are but especially me."
This was strange. I had imagined our reunion 1000 times in my head but it had never gone like this.
"To see what you've been doing, how you are." He finished.
Oh! He was curious. How had my life turned out without him. Well just fucking great I thought. My life was awesome without him. Apart from the bitter loneliness in my heart, it was great.
"Well now you've seen, now you know. Guess you don't have to think about it anymore. No need to wonder-"
"Of coarse I wonder. Not one day has passed without me wondering how you are, if you're happy." He blurted out.
"Well I haven't really been happy for a long time." I spat before I could stop myself.
He took a deep breath.
"Me neither."
I was getting mixed messages from him. He left me because he didn't love me anymore, why the hell did he care about what I was doing or how I was?
"Look you don't need to feel guilty. I guess people change. What's good for you at one time isn't necessarily good for you forever." I am sure he did love me once.