Blame It On The Pain Episode 18
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???? Blame It On The Pain Episode Eighteen:
After I step out of the shower I find Tyrone standing there waiting for me. “In the last 3 years I’ve known you; I’ve never seen you strung out over a girl. What is it about her, man?”
I shrug as I continue getting dressed. “I don’t know. She’s been dealt a really shtty hand, though. She’s not at all what you think, Ty.”
“So, she’s a lost soul, huh?”
“Something like that,” I mumble.
He rubs a hand over his face. “Saving her won’t bring back Lilly, Jackson,” he says before he heads for the showers.
I instinctively put my hand on the tattoo over my heart.
“I know,” I whisper.
“I’m tired as fk,” Tyrone says after we leave the gym. “Training really did a number on me today. I’m gonna grab some coffee.”
I look at him and smirk as we continue walking down the street. “Yeah, if that’s what you like to call those pumpkin spice froo-froo girly drinks you dig so much.”
He turns his head from side to side and grins. “Hey, man. Don’t knock it til’ you try it.”
I roll my eyes and laugh when we approach the Starbucks at the end of the block.
Until I see her.
Looking through the large glass window of the coffee shop, I can’t help but notice Alyssa.
She’s leaning over the table, her ¢Ieavage spilling out of her low-cut top, and flashing a se..ductive ‘come hither’ smile to some guy wearing khakis whose typing on a laptop.
How he’s still typing with her right in front of him looking like that is anyone’s guess, but that’s beside the point.
I know exactly what she’s doing…and it makes me sick.
Sick and pissed.
Tyrone follows my gaze and shakes his head. “Awe, h’ll. And so it begins,” he mutters.
Without taking my eyes off of her, I open the door and walk inside.
BLAME IT ON THE PAIN : EPISODE 11 – 20
(Jackson)
The last thing I should be doing right now is showing up to meet a girl who’s made it clear that she wants nothing to do with me.
I shouldn’t be pursuing this. I shouldn’t be hopeful that she’ll finally let me in.
I shouldn’t be trying to save her from herself. Lord knows, I’m the furthest thing from a hero and there’s a good chance I’ll only hurt her in the end if she ever finds out the truth about me.
No, I shouldn’t be doing any of those things…but…I just can’t stop myself.
Another hour goes by and I glance at my watch. Tyrone told me she said 12. Maybe he got the time wrong and she meant 2?
If she meant 2, I’ll be cutting it close to training time, but the gyms not that far from here.
I order another water and look out the window. There’s no sign of her. I look at my watch again. 2:25pm. It’s obvious that she’s not coming and I’ve been stood up.
With a sigh, I stand up and throw some money on the table before I leave.
TO Be Continued
