maybe, someday

6 // uneasy

brooklyn

my teeth softly nibbled on the inside

of my bottom lip while i cautiously

looked between the seat in front of me

and the bar where you stood. from the

corner of my eye i could easily tell you

were tense by the straightness of your

shoulders and the frustrated look of your

brows.

you arrived at our table and i silently

prayed in the back of my mind that he

wouldn’t cause a scene at the sight of you

in front of our table with cups in hand.

“tea and coffee, black” you said forcing

the corners of your lips up in a slight tight

smile. my eyes darted to the person across

from me who was eyeing you harshly.

“thanks,” i smiled softly grabbing my cup

and kicking underneath the table, hitting him

square in the kneecap. he eyed me with the

same glare he was giving you before

reverting his attention to you and nodding.

you didn’t leave after giving us our orders

instead stood in place continuously nodding

your head.

my ears were hot and if my hair wasn’t

covering them i was sure you could see

the redness of them due to my nerves creeping

from my feet up. “well we should be going,”

i said standing and scooting out of the booth,

stopping at the opening where you stood

blocking my way. you were still standing in

a daze oblivious to the fact you were blocking

my way. “landon,” i whispered, your head

snapping my way. i nodded to the door and

your body hoping you’d understand the small

gesture without me needing to speak.

“right,” you mumbled scratching the back of

your neck. i could tell you were nervous since

all you would ever do was scratch the side

of your chin or behind your neck.

“it was good seeing you, brooklyn” you called

out as i got to the door. my stomach slightly

twisting in tingles. “and you too, bradley,”

you added. i turned to acknowledge you

and could see the scowl across his face

over the fact i responded, “you too landon.”

with a sigh i turned back forward and pushed