Chapter 23: Bridge

Cecil went on a girls’ trip to Puerto Rico this morning and said she would be back in five days, and that wasn’t long enough.

I love Cecil, and she has been there for me through a lot, but some days, I feel suffocated by her presence, which is the last thing I want.

I couldn’t tell her this because the last time I opened up to her about how I felt, she cried for three days and made me feel like a horrible person. It was best to leave her alone and only wish her away in my mind. It was best for my sanity and her happiness.

“Speak of the devil,” Vivian said after pulling out his vibrating phone. “Hello, babe.” He said and shifted away.

I instructed the bartender to keep it coming while I drowned in my thoughts and sang along with the music playing to distract myself from that cuteness. It must have been longer because I felt a tap on my shoulder, and it was Vivian.

He had a mischievous grin, and I was not too fond of that look.

“Have you ever done something crazy?" he asked, his grin lin