*I changed Chapter 15 - The beginning of this chapter will make more sense if you take a quick look to see what happened in 15. Thank you for your patience.*
She was gone and I was missing her. Over the last twenty-three years of my life, I have never had someone run through my mind as often as she was. What an odd and frustrating feeling. I wondered how she was and if she's broken down by her parents yet. Is her brother softening the blow at least?
I fought the urge to text her, mainly because I don't think we've ever texted. She liked to call me a lot, to annoy me as per usual. But she didn't annoy me anymore.
I sat across the table at a small, deserted bar and gave him daggers. In return, he sat back and fiddled with his fingernails, unsure of himself.
"So..." He said, dragging out the word in an awkward tension.
I haven't seen him since that night. It had been almost two months.
I sighed. "Why'd you call me here?" The last place I wanted to be at was a bar where there was booze and potential drugs floating around.
"Well, I'd still like to think of us as friends."
I raised an eyebrow. "Friends, hm?" The twinkle in his eye faded. "We're friends," I assured.
Tony gave me a half smile. "I really didn't mean to get you involved." He mumbled. "Sam's a traitor, I really didn't think he'd involve you like that."
"He's a coward," I muttered. "Have you been in contact with him?"
Tony shook his head. "Nope. I'm terrified."
I creased my forehead.
"You bailed me out, but it will come with consequences. Billy will seek revenge for that, and I can't sleep because I keep waiting for it to happen." He winced at his own words.
I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief. "Tony, they're not going to come after you. I was the one that caused shit. I was the one that insulted and humiliated Billy. If he was going to come after anyone, it'd be me." I said. "You're free."
"It shouldn't be you." He muttered.
"You wouldn't stand a chance," I smiled. Then frowned. "So don't think about doing something stupid." I warned.
"Maybe all he wants is a win."
I locked my eyes. "Then my money would be wasted, and we'd be back where we started."
Tony nodded and sighed.
"I wish I was more help." He whispered.
His eyes were bloodshot, his nose was dripping. He was constantly fidgeting. It was weird to see Tony act differently than a gerbil on a running wheel; Constant energy. He was shaken up, as he should be. Hopefully a lesson was taught.
"Get yourself clean, Tony. It'll help you sleep at night." I said.
Standing, I placed a bill on the table and readied myself to leave.
"Where are you going?" He asked suddenly.
"I said we were friends, Tony. But I won't stick around to see you deteriorate, and I won't implicate you any further in the mess you created. You worry about yourself. It's all over now."
I exited out of the bar without looking back.
Maybe I felt bad for leaving Tony in the dust like that, but I can't be involved anymore. I had suspicions that my troubles won't be over so easily. I specifically felt bad because last time I left someone, he killed himself.
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