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Hey

Do you remember when we watched movies til 3 am? Eating anything we can find that was unhealthy. You eating so much strawberry cheesecake and me who ate so much chocolate covered strawberries. Use to joke saying I was trying to level the healthy with the non healthy choices. You use to laugh and call me an idiot, he’s not as funny.

You put your phone down on the table looking at the clock that read 10:30 you looked at your boyfriend who slept by your side, you slowly got out of bed walking down the stairs and out the door, sitting in the cold cold air.

Do you remember our first I love you? I do. It was a cute romantic scene. We just came back from your brothers birthday party and you mother and grandmother kept asking when we’d get married. You had a sparkle in your eyes, do you still have it?

You sighed walking into your apartment looking at your boyfriend as he paced around the room on the phone with his mother. He looked at you and pointed towards the kitchen, you quickly bowed and made your way and began dinner.

You remember that god awful strawberry shortcake we made? It tasted like feet, but you ate every bite clamming to love it?

You scrubbed the food off the plate and into the trash as your boyfriend yelled in the background.

You remember my random 3 am phone calls? No matter how cranky you always answered, always stayed on the phone til I fell asleep. I guess now it’s 3 am text to a number who doesn’t text back.

You looked over at your boyfriend as he slept quickly going to the restroom turning the faucet as the tears ran down your face.

You remember the day we ran away? My dad was throwing things at my mother the day she cheated and you showed up on your bike, riding us to the nearest park. We stayed there for hours. Talking. Smiling. Well I ran away today, parks colder alone…

You covered up the bruise and cuts and sighed into the wind watching your breath slowly disappear into the cold air.

You remember when your brother said I was like the sibling he never had, and asked when you’d marry me so I can officially become the sibling he never had. His family doesn’t even know my name.

You sat at the dinner table very uncomfortable as his dad tried and failed to make small talk with you, it was clear you were never mentioned or even brought up for them to know anything about you.

Today was supposed to be a good day. I went to the amusement park. It wasn’t as fun. He didn’t want to get on any of the rides. I begged like a five year old. Remember when you use to call me an idiot and drag me to the ride I wanted to go on, he’s not funny.

You slumped into the car as he slammed the door. “You’re always on that damn phone who the hell are you texting?”

“My ex.”

“Your ex?”

“Yes, my ex.”

“Why?”

“Why? WHY? Because he can be a dick and act salty around everyone, but he was sweet to me, he was kind. He cared about me. He actually loved me. He is half the man you will ever be, he listened to me, talked to me to his family, bragged about me to his friends. He’s not you.”

“Yeah? He still left.”

I told him about you today… he didn’t like how I spoke so highly of you.

Why did you leave?

—

Today wasn’t so good, I remember how gentle you hands are whenever his touch mine. Your hands were never rough or aggressive… they were caring and sweet. He’s not caring.

You threw your coat on hissing as it rubs against the bruises on your skin.

Remember when you gave me your jacket at the winter dance? You made a horrible “well damn Jackie I can’t control the weather” joke, your friends laughed at you for it, I thought it was adorable. He’s not nice.

You slumped in the corner of the room as everyone talked amongst themselves, you knew no one here but your boyfriend who was no where in eye sight.

Remember when we use to sneak onto the roof at school, the wind was amazing up there. Is the wind still amazing?

You looked at him through a window watching him give a tour of dinosaurs to little kids, smiling to yourself before walking away.

I’m jealous of the town, they can see you everyday, I’m jealous of the dead dinosaurs who are in your bubble at all times, I’m jealous of the single moms who gawk. I saw you the other day, you look good.

You placed your phone down onto the cafe table sighing into your seat watching as the barista brings a plate of chocolate cover strawberries. “Thank you, Teresa.”

i remember when you got into nationals… I was so proud of you, I remember calling you up, telling you how proud I was. I saw Iwaizumi today, he says you’re doing well.

You put your phone in your pocket as you wait for a cab. “Y/n wait.” You looked back seeing Iwaizumi run back to you.

“Yes?”

“He misses you.”

“I’m sorry?”

“We’re not friends, or even close, old team rivals, but I run into Kageyama time to time, and… he misses you.”

“Kageyama told you this?”

“Yeah, He says he glances at his phone and smiled softly, he snuck a glance and saw it was you… you still message him?”

“I do… just when little things remind me of him. I do the same for my boyfriend.”

“Of course.” He went to walk away but you grabbed his arm. “Yes?”

“I don’t… I only write him. I miss him too. It was good seeing you Iwa.”

“You too.” You got into your cab smiling softly to yourself.

I sat in our old cafe the other day, Teresa is finally with the guy we told her about. They seem really happy. You remember when we first got there I spilt water all over her. I still apologize to this day. I had a chocolate covered strawberry for the first time since we.. you know.

You gasped as the door swung open. “Jeez you scared me.”

“Why don’t you love me?”

“You know why.” He stumbled over to you pushing you down onto the bed. “What are you doing?”

“Making love to a stubborn girl to make her fall in love.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Come on I haven’t touched you in ages.”

“I’m not in the mood.” You sat back up but he pushed you down again, climbing on top of you holding your wrist together tightly enough for it to bruise the next day. “I don’t want this.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“I’m saying no.” He looked down at you before releasing your hands, you sighed in relief but quickly drew in a sharp breath as an awful sting took to your face.

Do you remember our first time? We went to the movies to see Jurassic World with Chris Pratt. You walked me home and I invited you in. It was perfect. Never forced. He’s not perfect.

You sat your phone down crying before you heard a buzz, you quickly picked up your phone looking down at it as two words read below your many texts.

I remember.

Why? Why did you leave? Why do I see your picture perfect smile as he throws a hand back? It’s not fair.

You looked at the message before deleting it.

Why? Why did you leave? Why do I see your picture perfect smile as he throws a hand back? It’s not fair.

I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

I’m so so sorry.

Why are you apologizing?

Y/n?

I’m sorry…

You put the phone down staring at your ceiling.

—

He looked down at his phone waiting to see if you’d text anything other than I’m sorry, his friend looked at him confused as he waited. “her again?”

“Yeah, I don’t know what to say.”

“what did she want?”

“She said she was sorry.”

“For?”

“I guess texting me? I should be the one apologizing, I gotta go, tell Kiyoko happy birthday for me.” He walked off winding up at the park you two spent many nights running away from home, it was colder. He sighed looking at the big lights that lead to the amusement park, he followed watching as couples point to many unsafe rides. Lastly, the cafe, he stared in the window as the barista you talked about smiled at the man with such love, he walked in getting her attention, her smile grew as she walked over.

“Hi! How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“I know, I’m sorry Teresa, I’m glad things worked out for you.”

“Awe, thanks hun, get any table you like, your table is still available of course.”

“My table?”

“You know which one.” She walked off to another table as he walked over to his. He sat down feeling weird as it been ages.

I’m in town today, Teresa does look happy, he suits her, the amusement park still looks unsafe I see. And you were right much colder alone at the park.

He waited for you to reply but nothing came.

Can I see you tonight?

Sure?

Cafe?

Be there in 10.

—

He looked up as the bell dinged, you walked over to him slowly smiling lightly as you sat in front of him. “Hi.”

“Hi.” You shifted in your seat a bit. “How’ve you been? The king tells me you’ve got a promotion.”

“I did. I’ve been good, how about you? Iwaizumi said you also got a promotion as manager of the museum.” He laughed quietly confusing you. “What?”

“We’re acting like middle schoolers going around asking our friends about one another,” You ended up joining his laughter.

“You’re so right! How is the old team?”

“Tanaka and Kiyoko are to be married soon.”

“Oh I know, I got an invite, can you believe after years of pinning, he got the girl.”

“Yeah… he got the girl.” You noticed how his eyes fell at the statement.

“Why did you leave?” Before he could answer another barista appeared.

“What can I get you guys?”

“Oh um, some strawberry shortcake and chocolate covered strawberries please.”

“Oh we don’t serve-“

“I got them!” You quietly chuckled as Teresa settley ran into the poor girl scaring the boy slightly. “I got them.” They laughed as the woman walked away.

“Settle, real settle.”

“One shortcake and strawberries coming up.” You laughed once more at the girl before turning to him.

“What?”

“I forgot how angelic your laugh is.”

“Nothing compared your voice.”

“Please.”

“I’m serious, I could fall asleep listening to it.”

“I’m sure I can send a voice memo at 3 am in texts.” You blushed as she brought out the cake, him taking a bite quickly. “Doesn’t come close to yours Y/n.”

“Oh please, mine was awful.”

“Feet don’t taste like that.”

“How would you know?”

“Oh, um, Y/n. I meant to ask, how’d you like the flowers?”

“Flowers?” You looked at her funny.

“Oh your um boyfriend came in the other day had some in his hand, said they were for his girlfriend.”

“Oh, those f-flowers, they were lovely, Lilly’s.”

“It was roses.”

“Oh right, sorry he just buys so many different ones.” She smiled sweetly before another customer called for her.

“You okay?’

“Yeah, yeah.” You shook your head laughing cocky. “No, I’m not, I’m in a very unhealthy relationship. I’m dating my dad and I’m my mom. This is bad.”

“Then why are you with him?” He rest his hands on the table leaning forward.

“Our parents set it up, well mine did all they had to say was girl and they were hooked. I can’t leave… he’d hurt me.”

“Then leave with me.”

“I-.”

“No seriously, come on. Come live with me, get back on your feet. Do the things you love, feel the amazing air.”

“You read my messages.”

“Highlights of my day honestly, don’t do this for me. Do it for you. What do you say?”

“Okay. Let’s do it, let’s go.” You texted your boyfriend a fair well and left your phone at the cafe before following him to his apartment. Teresa watched with a smile on her face, she knew you didn’t get the flowers, they weren’t even your favorite. She also knew you needed a push in the right direction.

—

It took a while to get over your fear of hands or bottles falling, you haven’t heard from you ex since you left. Everyone’s been patient with you and today makes a year since he took you under his wing, you smiled at yourself in the mirror before walking out your house with lunch in your hand walking off to his job. He was surprised to see you but still grabbed you two a table. You two sat in silence eating slowly enjoying one another’s company.

“Do you remember when we met?” You asked as you two finish and began to walk back home.

“I do, it was a Monday morning, dreadful days, you came running up to me wanting me to sign a protest to have coffee on campus.”

“I was so hooked on coffee back then.”

“Then you asked me my horoscope and took a piece out of a book you were reading and said-“

“I’d leave you alone if you sign my protest.”

“I took the paper after that and you said to keep it, it’ll bring me luck one day,” He pulled a piece of paper out his wallet handing it over to her.

“You kept it.”

“Since I was 14.”

“That was 8 years ago, its been in your wallet for-“

“8 years.”

“Wow. I can’t believe you.”

“You never went away by the way.”

“Oh I know. I’m glad I didn’t I don’t regret it.”

“You once asked why I left.” You too stopped in front of the building staring at one another. “Nationals was coming up. I was nervous, and I didn’t want you there if we lost. I regret doing it everyday, especially because I love you, and I’m sorry. I was nervous you were gonna leave and I pushed you to leave.”

“You love me? As in still?” He smiled softly at you nodding his head.

“still.” You stood on your tippy-toes looking up at him.

“Would you like to come in?”

“Remember what happened last time you did that?”

“I remember.”