Page 77 of Breathing Without You

We’re going out tonight, just to Black Velvet. Carsten is working.

Creedence

Somethin tells me ur not givin me a choice huh?

Axton

Nahh we can go up whenever.

Creedence

Well I gotta meet Carsten at the shop here soon. Then we are going to the diner for lunch. Wanna join?

Axton

Ya that's cool just text me when.

Creedence

Wait if ur not here where r u?

Axton

Friends house he had a party last night.

Creedence

Ahh ok that's cool.

Axton

Well hit me up when you go to Lisa’s diner.

Creedence

Will do man.

I finish drinking the rest of my coffee and head inside to brush my teeth and take a quick shower. After my shower and getting dressed I grab everything I need for the day, putting it all in my pockets and head out the front door to my truck.

As I’m walking to my truck, I end up seeing Emerald walking to her car in the process and I look down. “Fuck.” I whisper to myself. I was not ready for that; she looks so fucking beautiful. Her green and black hair braided off to the side with my pink scrunchie. She’s wearing a pair of black leggings that makes her ass look amazing. With a tight purple T-shirt that hugs her tits and curves just right. Fuck, am I an idiot? But knowing her it’s probably too late to even try and fix things. And I just don’t know if I’m ready for that just yet.

I open my truck door trying hard not to look at what seems to be a crying Emerald, and step up inside, shutting the door behind me. I take a quick glance at her through my tinted window. She’s on the phone, as she wipes her tears away with her other hand. Fuck it breaks my heart to see her like this, I just want to go over there and hug her. I snap out of my thoughts andstart my truck, backing out of my driveway. Reminding myself I ended things with her for a good reason.

Ten minutes later I’m pulling into the parking lot of Crazy’s Tattoos right as Carsten is getting out of his car.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I’m ready for this yet,” I mumble to myself, not that facing my friends is a bad thing, but I just don’t know if I’m ready to explain all this shit to them yet. I turn off the engine and slowly step out of my truck suddenly feeling very anxious.

“Hey, man.” Carsten comes over giving me a big man handshake, hug with a pat on the back.

“Hey, brother.” I do the same thing back to him before backing away. I was fine until I got here. Now I have this strange empty, sick feeling in my stomach.

“How you holdin up?” He has a sad smile on his face. He’s always been a good caring friend; we’ve been there for each other through everything.

“I’ve been better, I saw her in the driveway when I was leaving. She was crying and talking on the phone, she was shaking and everything. Fucking broke my heart seeing her like that.” I look down, closing my eyes, trying to stop the tears from forming in my eyes. I can’t let him see me cry like a little bitch.

“Why didn’t you go and talk to her? I don’t exactly know what happened but I’m sure she’d be willing to hear you out.”

“Ehh, I’m not ready to talk about it and I’m not ready to face her yet. Still too fresh.”

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