new girl (part 2)

chapter 4

KALE’S POV.

I’m at the café before the time I’m supposed to meet Valery. Why did I arrive early? I don’t know, maybe to get a feel at what I’m about to say to her. Or maybe it was because I couldn’t sleep last night and I was too eager about getting here. The latter was right.

I bounced my knee up and down at my booth and stare out the window. I glanced at my watch on my phone. She should be here any minute now. My phone rang and it caused me to jump. I pulled it out of my pocket and stare down at it.

Gabs. She was actually calling me.

I sighed and glanced out the window again. Should I even answer it if Clash is going to be here any minute?

I decline her call and smile at the waitress as she gives me my menu. My phone rang again. The waitress walked away and I look down at my phone. Gabi again.

I growl and decline again. She calls ten seconds later.

I answer it, “What.”

“Jesus, I just wanted to know if you found her.” Gabs worried voice comes in through my phone, into my ear.

I rubbed my face before answering her, “Yeah. Yeah, I did.”

She sighed, “Oh. Well?”

I groaned and stare out the window as a car pulls up, but it isn’t Clash’s motorcycle.

“Well?” Gabs asked again.

“Nothing. I’m supposed to meet her right now. How would that look if I’m talking to you when I’m supposed to be trying to win her over?”

“Seriously, Kale?” a voice came from behind me, not from my phone.

I turned around slowly, phone to my ear. Gabs was blabbing away. Drew. The guy I met last night. I’m too stunned to speak.

“Are you trying to hook up with a girl when you’re supposed to meet Valery?” Drew snorts and I take him in.

Brown blondish hair that touched his eyebrows. It sort of reminded me of a surfer haircut, with it out it being all mangled and gross. He had light blue eyes and a wide mouthed smile, and all I can think is; where in the deepest corners of Hell, does Clash find attractive in this guy? She usually liked the dark and brooding kind of guys.

I give him a grin, “Drew, nice to see you here.” I drip sarcasm in my tone.

Drew shakes his shaggy hair head and sits down.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I growl at him, sitting up.

Drew smiles tightly, “Valery told me to meet you here. She wanted to know what you had to say.”

I narrowed my eyes. “I’m supposed to meet her not you.”

“Well, you’re either talking to me or no one, buddy. She told her uncle that you’re in town and he wanted me to pass this on to you,” he slid a note across the table.

I give him a look that says, are you serious? But I take the note anyway and read it:

Heard you were in town, Kale. Step foot on my property or even try to touch my niece, Valery, and I will find you and shoot you in the fūcking head. Understand?

I take a breath and set it back on the table. The waitress comes to the table.

“Anything for you, boys?” she smiles.

Drew smiled back at her, “Coffee.”

I shake my head and turn my gaze at Drew, “I sure hope you don’t expect me to pay for you, sweetie.”

Drew laid a hand over his heart, “Now don’t you give me a heart attack.” The waitress gave us a nervous smile and walked away.

Drew and I glare at each other until his coffee comes. And when it does, he sips on it and we continue to glare at each other.

“This is stupid. Tell me what you were going to say to her so we can live on.” Drew rests his forearms on the table.

I clenched my jaw, “I don’t know what I was going to say to her.”

“Bullshit.”

“Really, I didn’t. I was hoping I could apologize and get to see her tomorrow or sometime again, and I’d keep working at it.” I shrugged.

Drew sat back in his chair, draining his coffee mug. He set it back down. He glared at me again before asking, “Apologize for what?”

“Breaking her heart.” I said glumly.

“What did you do? She wouldn’t even tell me.” Drew crossed his arms against his chest.

I tapped my fingers against the table and looked back out the window, wishing Clash were here. I feel Drew’s icy glare.

I turned back to him and he raised his eyebrows as is to say, I’m waiting.

“Why do you even care?”

“She’s my girlfriend. If you were me and I were you, you’d want to know too.” Drew spat his words at me.

I nod, it’s true. How I wish I were in his position.

I sighed, “Let’s talk about this somewhere else.” I stand and walk out of the café, not waiting for him.

Drew caught up to me, walking beside me. “Well?”

“Not yet.” I growled, picking up my pace.

Drew stayed silent and walked slightly beside me, slightly behind me. I slow to a stop, coming to a stump behind the café.

Drew stands a couple of feet away from me, crossing his arms.

I huffed and ran a hand through my hair. I looked up at him seeing a tic jump in his jaw. I smirk.

“Say it.” Drew growled at me.

“Don’t get your panties in a twist, farm boy. I’m trying to find a place to start.” I looked back down and sat on the tree stump.

“Don’t give the whole back story. I just want to know how you broke her heart.”

I smile and close my eyes, the memory coming back to me.

“I took her out to an ice cream shop and got her her favorite ice cream. It was Fourth of July and the fair was in town. After we rode some rides, I took her to my place,” I look up to see his expression. I grin before continuing, “but we got in a fight.” I cleared my throat, “She found out that I cheated on her with two girls. And we were yelling and screaming, waking up the neighbors. And I said something. Something I should not have and she left. And I hadn’t seen her in two years.”

“What did you say to her?” Drew icily asked.

“Ask her that. I’m not telling you. Tell her, that I’m not leaving this town until she sees me and talks to me.” I stand, walking away from him and the stump.

“She won’t talk to you, you know!” Drew raised his voice so I could hear him.

“Looks like I’ll just make your town mine then, farm boy.” I chuckled over my shoulder, seeing the look on his face as I walked away.


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