At work the next day I was startled out of my thoughts of Liam by a woman tapping my shoulder.
"Excuse me, miss, but where is the junior boys section?" I smiled
"In the back corner." I said pointing.
"Thank you." She walked away and I sighed. I worked at a clothing store, which wasn't bad, but I wondered what would have happened had Liam stayed. I wiped away a stray tear and went back to organizing clothes.
After a few hours of working, my boss called me over. "Listen, Brandin, we love you here, but it's just that we have to many workers. I'm sorry, but I have to let you go." I was upset because I was good at my job, and my boss knew it. "I know what you're thinking." She said. "You're amazing at this job but..." The sentence trailed off.
"Last hired, first fired right?" I said.
"I'm sorry." My boss said. I shook my head.
"Don't worry about it." It's only that I haven't heard from my best friend in a year and I just lost the job I had. No worries. I walked out of the store and sat in my car. I just got my license so my mom didn't have to drive me to work. I'm not sure who was more happy about it.
After I got home, I told my mom I was home and walked down the stairs to my room. I sat on my bed and picked up the picture from last night. I shook my head. I shouldn't think about him so much. He's consumed my thoughts for the last few months. I fell asleep with the picture in my mind.
I woke up at 6 pm. My mom was calling me for supper. I think she worried about me. Dad left us three months ago and I haven't been the same since, mainly because Liam wasn't there to comfort me. Too many people who have been in my life have left me. I didn't dare get close to anyone anymore. My mom and I sat down and started eating.
"Guess who called while you were napping." She said grinning.
"I don't know..." I mumbled while playing with my food.
I dropped my fork. Liam called me? Why now? Why at all?
"What for?" I asked picking up my fork.
"He asked for you but I told him you'd call him back." I freaked out inside when my mom said this.
"Did he... did he give you his number?" I asked cautiously. My mom grinned.
"Here." She handed me a paper.
"Excuse me." I ran to my room and dialed his number.
Sorry for the short chapter... I'm adding another one soon.
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