Letter 38

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HAYDEN

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HAYDEN

"What will you have Hayden?" She asked as we sat in one of the cafes.

"Papers" I replied simply

"No, from the menu I mean." She corrected me.

"I don't want anything, apart from papers. I don't have much time for you Brittany.." I said to her.

She gave me her usual sad eye look, which use to make me feel guilty without even making any mistake. But now they just seem like her way of manipulating.

"Well, dad said those papers are really important for uncle if he doesn't get them...his life could be in danger too."

"Wow, so now you're really gonna use my dad against me? you're gonna go that low?" I said clapping and standing from the seat dramatically. I grabbed some unnecessary attention but I care less.

They might think it's her birthday and join along.

"No Hayden, no. You know I'm not like that. Sit let's talk about it like two mature people." She said.

As I sat, she got a call from Billy and I had no option but to stick around because of my dad.

I wonder, What could be in those papers?

She rested the phone on the table as she disconnects.

Before smiling at me.

"Speak up" I said with annoyance.

"About what?" She smirked, taking a bite from her salad.

She's really testing my patience now.

"About the orange face of yours" I snapped. It was harsh I felt kinda bad but then again she has been extremely obnoxious to handle.

"Hayden you better-" she said through her teeth I didn't let her finish. As I stood from the seat.

Placing both my hands beside her tray before leaning towards her. Looking straight into her icy blue eyes.

"You have only seen the best, don't make me show you the worse me." I told her before walking away.

She held my forearm stopping me from walking.

"You can't leave without me"

"But you aren't welcomed in male's washroom, unfortunately" I told with a fake smile, before she let go of my arm.

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