[Dec. 10, 2019 #1 in JBFF]
The bad boys always want the good girl to be bad for them but what happends when the bad girl wants the good boy to be bad just for her?
"You are way too good," she said to me.
"Way too good?" I asked, raising my eyebrow...
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My eyes were wide in shook as I looked into the eyes of my ex-boyfriend who stood in front of me with a smirk on his face.
I couldn't believe he was standing across of me right now. The last time I saw his face was around three years ago, exactly 2 weeks after he broke up with me. I didn't think that I was ever going to see him again, to be honest. All the other times in the past when I came to Seattle after we broke up he never came to see me, I never tried to see him, our paths never crossed so I thought that it was going to stay that way forever.
I didn't know how I exactly felt about seeing him again. I was definitely not happy to see him after what went down between us but part of me wasn't mad either that he was here and that was a problem.
I was trying to understand why he would come to see me after three years. Like, I moved on, I learned how to live without him, my life was so much better and easier and now he wanted to pop up out of nowhere.
It was like a boys sensed when it was the most inconvenient moment for them to show up and that's when they showed and fucked everything up.
I was mentally not ready for this and for him.
"What are you doing here?" were the first words I could get out since he was standing here.
"Well hello to you too," Brandon replied to that while rolling his eyes at me. "Are you not happy to see me?" he then asked me and I raised my eyebrow to that question. Happy to see him? Not at all.
"I asked, what are you doing here?" I repeated again for him slowly so he could understand my question clearly and answer it for me.
"I came to see you. I heard you were in town and it's been a while so..." he responded with a shrug and I couldn't help but look at him with wide eyes.
I had been in town so many times since we broke up and I was sure that he knew that I had been here because we have mutual friends and not once did he decide to come see me and now three years later all of the sudden it clicked in his head and he felt the need to come and see me? For what exactly??
Motherfucker.
"Are you forreal right now? You really want to come over and act like nothing happened between us?"
"That is the past though. We can see past that right?" he casually said as if it was nothing and I was left astonished as I looked at him with nothing to say. He couldn't possibly mean this right?? "Are you not going to ask me to come in?" he asked me next and tried to walk past me to enter our house.
