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𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊
"are you seriously not going to speak to me?"
silence
"mani!"
silence
"I'm speaking to you!"
I groaned turning around.
"what?"
"I'm sorry for how I spo-don't walk off!"
today's race day everyone
Yesterday, I won the sprint bagging 8 quick points under my belt. And to top it all off Oscar was right beside me.
"Amani!"
oof
I landed on the ground with a thud.
"why do trucks keep hitting me?" I whined.
"you wouldn't stop walking away from me" George huffed pinning me down underneath him.
"we have a race to get to!"
"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. I understand it's hard what you're going through"
I stayed quiet for a while.
"is that all?"
He grabbed my shoulders and began shaking me.
"please! just forgive me! I miss you!"
"George you're going to make a scene" I whisper yelled.
In all honesty, I've been forgiven him.
What he said wasn't wrong. I was just mad he actually had the audacity to say it to my face. But I also respected him for it as well.
I sighed pushing him off.
"I'm not mad at you"
He frowned.
"you're not?"
I shook my head no.
"it's not like what you said was wrong" I mumbled.
"but I promise you I have gotten my shit together" I smiled softly.
I have successfully avoided any awkward interactions with Lewis this weekend. Just simple hello's and goodbyes.
Nothing more, nothing less.
"well I'm proud of you" he smiled back.
He then looked down at my wrist.
"hey where's the bracelet?"
"floating down some river in Hungary" I shrugged.
"what!?"
I laughed standing up.
I dusted off my pants then pulled him up.
"it felt right in the moment" I winked.
