Wait For Me

21 | drunken mistakes

❝ 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆
𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌, 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏,
𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒆, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒖𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒖𝒕 ❞

𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆

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T H E A

Everything feels as though it's going in slow motion. What could have possibly happened to him?

A mixture of deep and dark thoughts whirl around my mind as I try to come up with a possible answer.

"Thea, are you there?" Jacey's voice echos through my ear.

"Uh, yeah. What's happened, is everything's okay?" I ask worriedly.

"Where are you? Can I come and get you?" He asks, avoiding answering my previous question which only makes me panic even more.

I glance up at Ricky and feel myself frowning, really not wanting to have do ditch him like this. "The Salsa Club," I reply and he sounds like he revs an engine in the background,

"Yeah I know it. Wait outside I'll be there in a few minutes. I'll take my bike."

His bike? I'm literally wearing a denim skirt.

Without giving me the chance to say anything else, he hangs up and I stare at the screen as it goes black. "Is everything okay?" Ricky asks and I shake my head, putting my phone back into my purse and picking it up.

"I don't know," I reply honestly and glance down at my half empty plate of food. Damn it, I was really looking forward to eating this as well.

"Is there anything I can do?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Ricky I'm really really sorry, but I have to go. They wouldn't have called if it wasn't an emergency," I say and he nods understandingly. I open my purse and take out some money, placing it on the table but he reaches out to stop me.

"No, don't do that. It's fine, you can get it next time." He smiles and I sigh, picking it back up again and looking down at him as I stand up.

I feel awful leaving him like this. "I really am sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you." I say before leaving the table and walking towards the entrance of the restaurant.

My mind is racing, thousands of different assumptions now completely clouding my head. What the hell has happened that he wouldn't tell me over the phone?

The night air instantly whips through my hair, coating my skin and causing small speckles of chills to creep through my body. Shit I should have brought a jacket with me. Why do I never learn from my mistakes?

Wrapping my arms around my waist like some sort of octopus, I scan the parking lot for Jacey when suddenly my ears pick up the familiar sound of repetitive revs drawing nearer and nearer.