Because I like you and it’s all I have to offer. You’re not wrong. I’m an asshole. I just don’t want to be one to you.
I’m not out to get you. And I doubt I could ruin a good relationship just by coming around so I had nothing to do with you and Jesse breaking up.
And we’ve barely touched on the benefits of this friendship so you can’t judge it yet.
Scout
I guess that’s all true. I wasn’t trying to blame you for us breaking up, if anything I should thank you for helping. I guess I just don’t know what to believe about people, and I’m a little nervous about trusting anyone, even myself, anymore.
Where are you?
The words on the screen were becoming a blurry mess as I tried to type.
Chase
I’m at a party wondering if you went back to Jesse because you realized I’m an asshole. I’m not even dating you and I'm more of a mess at losing you than that prick. And fine, don’t pick me, but you sure as hell shouldn’t pick him either.
Scout
Are you drunk?
Chase
A bit
Scout
Are you driving?
Chase
I’m about 90% sure my car is at home so no?
Scout
Are you serious? How are you getting home?
Chase
I don’t know, maybe walk? Maybe sleep on the roof. We will see.
Scout
I wish you wouldn’t have told me that. Send me your location.
Chase
Are you coming to a party?
I smiled, wondering if she would come right in and sit on my lap.
Scout
I’m coming to get you
I sent her my location, and then waited. I had expected a text back, but there was nothing. It wouldn’t be hard to leave me here. It wouldn’t be hard to never talk to me again. I was putting all my hope into one girl, maybe seeing that I wasn’t just a useless rich boy. That I wasn’t always an asshole.
Because for once, I really wanted someone to see past that.