🌹 ⋆.ೃ࿔* Book One (part 26)

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Riddle... I'm sorry you had to go through all that throughout your adolescence... which reminds me, when I see your mom... I'm gonna punch her for you. I thought as I continuous watched the redhead cry his eyes out until they were bloodshot.

"So I'm gonna say what I should have said earlier. Your way of doing things was wrong, and you owe everyone an apology," Trey gently but authoritatively scolded Riddle as he sniffed and looked around at all of us.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry," the boy cried out.

"I know I've been saying I wanted an apology from Riddle, but now that I got one, y'know what?" Ace stated while glaring down at his superior, "One stupid "I'm sorry" doesn't even come close to making up for what you did!"

"DUDE! Way to be a capital-J Jerk!" Cater exclaimed while glaring at the ginger.

"And proud of it! Have you forgotten how he made a total fool outta me?! Have you forgotten how he just threw away that Mont Blanc tart we worked so hard on?! That ain't something you can make go away with a few tears and a flimsy "I'm sorry"!"

"Wow. I ain't never met anyone who was better at holdin' grudges than I am," Grim muttered out from beside me on the grass causing me to laugh slightly.

"Then... Then what do you want me to do?!" Riddle exclaimed while whipping his tears away from his eyes as he glanced up at the ginger.

"You know... I don't got a birthday coming up anytime soon..." Ace smirked smugly causing me to roll my eyes.

You sneaky bastard... well played I thought as I watched Deuce confusingly mutter out, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"So I demand a do-over for the unbirthday party. Except this time, we ain't gotta do squat. This time, YOU'RE the one who brings the tart!" Ace exclaimed demandingly as he glanced down at Riddle who was sitting on the grassy ground, "And no getting Trey to make it for you! Do that, and then things are square between us."

Smirking I stated while turning away mockingly, "Except you had lots of help making YOUR tarts...?"

Ace dramatically help up a hand in my direction, "Quiet from the peanut gallery! What do you say, Riddle? We clear?"

"Yes... We're clear," Riddle muttered out while smiling softly.

Crowley smile, "Ah, yes. Compromise is a beautiful thing. I believe that concludes this matter."

𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥...

𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥

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