Every Day (Brush of Love 2)

“I’m not sitting down and talking with that woman,” I said.

“I think you should. Make it clear you aren’t there to reconcile and then ask questions. From what you’ve told me, it sounded like she threw a lot of information at you while she was crying. Things get muddled and misinterpreted. If there’s one thing you deserve, it’s the truth, but it’s hard to convey the truth with emotions. Find her, sit her down, and have a level-headed conversation where you ask the questions and she answers.”

“What if she doesn’t go for it?” I asked.

“She’s been hounding you for over a month. She’ll be happy you showed the fuck up. Plus, you need to be able to get back to that end of town. I miss that diner something fierce.”

“Seriously? You’re telling me to do this because of food?” I asked.

“No, I’m telling you to do this because it’s for your own good, although I happen to have a stake in it too.”

“Which is food,” I said.

“Yes. Get over it. We’ve both been avoiding the place since the break-up, and our new diner doesn’t cut it.”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“They don’t even have homemade milkshakes,” he exclaimed.

“No, they most certainly don’t.”

“Talk to her,” he said.

“It’s pointless. I’m through with her.”

“We both know that’s a bullshit lie,” he said. “From what I saw of you when you were on your break and what I’m seeing now, you’re anything but done with her.”

“Yes, I am,” I said.

“Keep telling yourself that, but it’s not true. See how it easy it is to lie?” he asked.

“Fuck you.”

“Yeah, yeah, but you know I’m right,” he said.

“It was just a physical attraction,” I said. “Nothing more.”

“All the more reason for you to go see her. If it was only attraction, have some stereotypical hate sex, fuck her out of your system, and move on.”

“I don’t operate that way, and you know it,” I said.

“Yeah, I know, but it’s worth a shot because you can’t keep going on the way you’re going,” he said.

I knew he was right. No matter what I chose to do, I didn’t have closure. I had so many things I wanted to say to her, so many emotions I needed to get out, and drinking them away wasn’t going to work. I had to breathe life into the feelings swirling through my body. I needed to sit her down and look her in her beautiful eyes while I told her how much she hurt me. I had questions I needed answers to, and I needed to be sitting face-to-face with her.

I needed to make sure she wasn’t lying to me anymore.

“Just think about it,” Drew said as he got up. “You’ve got options, but whatever you choose, make sure you make the most of it. Whether you yell at her, talk with her, or fuck her into oblivion, she’s probably not going to want to see you after that, dude. Make it count.”

I sighed as Drew left the room, and the only thing I could think about was how he was right.

I wasn’t going to fuck her, but I did need to talk with her.

Soon.

Chapter 6

Hailey