The Heartbroken - S01 E65

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The Heartbroken - S01 E65

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

I turned the stove off.

“What?” I leveled my

gaze with him, trying

not to shout.

“Why did you choose to

run away and stay

here?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Because I’m sick of her.

I don’t want to see

her.”

“No. That’s not it.”

“What would you

know?” I snapped at

him, feeling like I could

just strangle him at the

moment.

“You ran away because

you want her to chase

you. You want her to

beg you to come back.

You want to know if

she still cares.”

“That’s not true.” I

glared at him, taking

deep unsteady breaths.

“It is, and you know it.”

“Who are you to

assume things and–”

“Remember,” he said,

“that I ran away too.

And slept over at your

house. I tried that too.”

My anger faded almost

instantly.

He looked so vulnerable

when he continued

talking, looking at the

floor. “She didn’t even

know I was gone.”

“Oh, Seth,” I managed

to say.

He met my gaze for a

second before

shrugging, as if to say

Well, nothing I can do

about that. “Let’s just

eat,” he said, taking the

plate of pancakes.

I silently followed

behind him, out the

kitchen and into the

dining room.

The atmosphere

between us was

bordering on unbearably

awkward, like we’ve

reached a stalemate

but neither of us are

ready to call it done yet,

words still hanging on

our tongues, but neither

of us saying anything

because the air was

already strained as it is.

We both ate in silence.

I’d always wished for

him to shut up

whenever we were

together, but being

with him this way

without him even trying

to tease me was

infuriatingly worse than

him cracking lousy

jokes.

The air felt heavy.

I couldn’t take it

anymore. “I’m sorry,” I

said, not daring to meet

his eyes.

“Yeah,” he said.

I finally raised my gaze

to look at him.

“I know you are.” He

offered a smile. “So.

What are we going to

do for today?” he asked

me.

The tension dissipated

just like that.

I blinked. “Um. Stay

home and do nothing?”

“Um, what? No. I won’t

let you kill us both in

boredom today.”

“I am not boring,” I said.

Almost as if on cue, his

message alert tone

rang. He picked his

phone up and checked.

“Well, I guess now we

have something to do,”

he said after reading

the message.

I did not like the sound

of that. “What?” I said.

“Who was that?”

“Warren.”

“What did he say?” I

said, feeling impatient.

“It’s a surprise.”

I was positive the

expression on my face

pretty much showed

exactly what I was

feeling. Which was,

“What the f--k?”

Seth grinned. “This’ll be

fun.”

“No. I am not going. You

can’t make me.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“No.”

There was an irritating

smile on his face, as if

to say he knew better.

“We’ll see.”