Introvert

Chapter 62

"I'm fine don't worry about me.."

I pull my hand out of her grasp standing up from the sidewalk.

"I'm going back inside..if you just come inside and eat I'll take you home right afterwards.."

"No..I already have someone coming to get me."

I shove my hands in my pockets rocking back and fourth on my heels.

"By someone you mean your lame ass da-"

"No. Don't worry about it..go enjoy your food Drew is probably wondering what's taking so long.."

"Boo fucking who she can wait..who's picking you up?"

She huffed ignoring me as she yanked her phone out.

"I'll go inside as soon as you tell me who's picking you up-"

"Brandon! Brandon is picking me up!"

Anger. All I felt was anger. As soon as his name left her mouth.

"What."

I yanked my hands out of my pockets walking in front of her.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

"Billi-"

"Are you fucking kidding me!?"

I bent down so we're now eye level with each other, she shifted avoiding my eyes.

"Tell me again."

"Billie please just go back inside."

"He physically touched you! He makes you visibly uncomfortable! Why would you want him to pick you up!? Why!?"

I grabbed her chin just enough to make her look at me, she glared at me yanking my hand off of her.

"Don't touch me."

"I will ruin him."

I said standing up.

"So help me I will fucking-"

"Enough! Do you hear yourself Billie!? You're insane! Stay away from me!"

I flinched at her words, she can't possibly mean that..no.

"Y/n-"

"Honey do you need me to call someone?"

I glanced to the middle aged woman who was looking between me and Y/n full of concern.

"We're fine."

I snapped forcing a smile, yet she didn't budge she kept her eyes on Y/n.

"No..no I have someone picking me up thank you."

Y/n smiled at the lady who hesitantly nodded before walking inside.

"Y/n-"

"No Billie. I'm done with you...I'm done trying to be anything to you. My father was right..."

The heavy feeling in my chest only grew as she kept going, the feeling I've so badly tried to get rid of.

Maybe it's not meant to go away.

"Yeah...that's- that's probably what's best anyways."

I cleared my throat before turning around walking back inside. If she wants to play this game...game on.

Drew's POV

I stacked the last couple syrup packets onto my amazing syrup tower, watching as Billie angrily stomped to the booth.

"Well..?"

"Well what."

She snapped as she sat down on the opposite side of me.

"I take it she's not coming back inside?"

"Fuck no. Her ass wipe of a boyfriends on his way to pick her perfect self up."

I looked at her confused, why would Y/n want Brandon to pick her up?

"Brandon?"

"Yeah? Who else? What does she have multiple dick sticks?"

I laughed slightly shaking my head.

"Not that I'm aware of..."

Billie ran her hands over her face repeatedly, which she usually never does..

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing.."

She moved her hands and looked around the small dining area.

"I can tell somethings off.."

"Drew you say the same shit every time I'm angry, just shut up.

I nodded knocking over my syrup tower.

"Here's your food!"

The small waitress grinned as she sat my plate down.

"You ordered food without me?"

Billie said while glaring at me.

"We can share...?"

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