Chapter 69: I don't own you
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Luis stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, leaning his chin on top of my head.
"You can't let one horrible relationship prevent you from moving forward, Raelynn. This thing with Drake is messy as fuck, yes I know that but just imagine the beautiful relationship that can come out of it. You can't make a diamond without first plucking it from the rough, am I right?", He raised his eyebrow.
I pondered on his statement. He wasn't wrong but I was being so stubborn to see it right now. I wanted to believe that things could work between me and Drake, but how could they?! We can't even have a conversation without our emotions taking over.
"How do I fix it, Luis?",
He chuckled kissing the top of my head before he stepped away from me.
"Well, firstly you can take a few deep breaths and then text him to come over at seven as you had suggested. You two seriously need to talk", He walked over to my fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine and set it on the island. "And I'm going to assume that you two will need this. Hell! You might even need something much stronger",
I growled hating that he was right. We still needed to talk. We both deserve that much, but how I'm going to ever get through my pride and ask him to come back over.
"I yelled at him and told him that I never wanted to see him again. I can't just text him and ask him too......", I trailed off puzzled.
"Girl, that boy would jump off the cliff if you asked him to. Text him, I promise he will be here within minutes", He assured.
I sighed, glaring over at my best friend.
"Something is not right here. Why are you so persistent to keep Drake and me together?! Normally you would tell me to cheer up, strap on my heels and then take me for clubbing for a hook up what gives",
He laughed waving me off. "I would but I'm pushing you so hard because you two are good for each other duh!",
"Luis please don't lie to.......", I trailed off in mid sentence the moment a message came through.
It was from Drake.
DRAKE: Lynn, I'm so fucking sorry for what just happened. I promise to leave you alone after this. I just wanted to tell you what happened. I have never been in any kind of relationship and seeing those tabloids made me see red. I let my jealousy come out and it wasn't my proudest moment. I'm not used to this. I don't know the first thing about a normal relationship but I know that I want one with you. I have never wanted this before meeting you and that has to mean something. If you don't want this just tell me and I will leave you alone. I don't want to be that annoying clingy guy that makes you feel uncomfortable I mean, we neighbours.
I read the message over and over until I looked up for Luis. That little jerk ditched out on. Where the hell did he go?! "Luis, Luis", I called but the house was silent.
Then I heard a car door out front and I knew he was leaving. That wasn't weird at all, was it?. My eyes moved to the bottle of wine on the kitchen island and I knew what I was going to do next.
LYNN: I have got a huge bottle of wine here and I can't drink it along. Bring 2 glasses, I don't have any.
I left it as vague as I could, knowing he would get the meaning and come running over any second now. I didn't move from my spot at the table, counting in my head how fast Drake could get over here.
A knock on the back door came when I stopped counting at 86 in my head. Wow. Just over a minute. That was impressive.
He stood standing in the doorway while looking in, until I got up and opened up the door for him. We stared into each other's eyes for a long moment before I waved my hand for him to come in. I shut the door lightly behind him and then walked up to the island, grabbing the bottle of wine and the cock screw.
"You have a cock screw but not glasses?",
I let out a laugh, forgetting that I was still angry with him.
"Yeah. Well Luis is funny like that. Generally we just drink it straight from the bottle. Glasses aren't needed", I handed him the cock screw and I watched him shove it into the cork.
I was never good at opening wine bottles, making a mess every time I tried.
He poured the wine into the two glasses, sliding one over towards me as we both took a sip. Our eyes were locked again and the awkwardness seemed to crackle in the air.
"I should....",
"We need....",
We both spoke at the exact time, making us chuckle before Drake nodded at me.
"You first"
.I took a deep breath and stared at the wine glass in my hands, twirling the base of the flute on the table .
"I shouldn't have yelled at you earlier. I'm not being an adult about this situation at all and for that , I'm sorry",
He slowly nodded his head, staring into his own glass of wine. "I deserved to be yelled at Lynn. I came over here like a fucking he-man as If I owned you. I shouldn't have believed Kristoph's words or those tabloids",
