All I Ask(10)

Ugh. Why is this so hard?

He taps his fingers on the table and I sigh. “Fine. I’ll be there.”

He smirks. “Good, but don’t think this means we’re friends or that I’m going to want to talk to you outside of helping others.”

Now it’s my turn to laugh. “Don’t you know, everyone ends up loving me.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.”





Chapter Four





Teagan




Present



“What do you mean Derek is back?” Nina asks as she sips her coffee.

“Just what I said. I don’t know when or how. Last night, Chastity said a girl named Everly Hartz was giving her a hard time. Derek is an only child, and his mother has mentioned her granddaughter with that name in passing, so it would only make sense that he’s here.”

“And you didn’t hear from him?”

If I did, I wouldn’t be freaking out right now. “Nope. Do you think maybe it’s just his daughter that’s here? Like, maybe she came to live with his parents or visit for a while?”

She shrugs. “I don’t know, I haven’t heard a word about him in years. I know his parents went down to South Carolina for a visit recently, but that’s all anyone has said. You know how they are, very quiet and don’t like the rumor mill, which means we know nothing.”

Nina has her ears to the ground for all the gossip. If she knew, she’d tell me. She’s also the only person who knows I was desperately in love with him. To everyone else, we were simply best friends. Two crazy kids who clicked one day and never looked back.

I fell in love with him before the end of our senior year, and it never stopped. Just the idea of being near him makes my heart pound so hard in my chest I worry I’ll bruise.

“I can’t see him,” I say as I pace around.

“You won’t have a choice if he’s really here.”

My shoulders drop as I turn to look at her.

“What?” She raises her hands. “I’m just being honest, Tea.”

I know this, but still. “I’m saying that I can’t handle it. It’s been over thirteen years since we’ve spoken and the last time wasn’t pretty.”

Nina touches my arm. “You think after all this time it’ll still be awkward?”

I don’t think it’ll be awkward. I know it will be. If he wasn’t angry or hurt, he would’ve called or talked to me. Instead of pretending I no longer existed. It’s not easy to forget your best friend.

“Yes.”

“Why? It’s been so long, maybe it’ll be like falling into an old routine.”

“You can’t just…walk up to someone after that long…someone you loved more than anything and have it not be awkward.”

Nina sits in the chair beside me. “He doesn’t know you loved him.”

“Which makes it even worse.”

“Look, you don’t know that seeing him will be bad. It could be fine and you’ll smile, hug, and that’s that. Thirteen years is a lifetime to most people and it’s not like you still think about him that way, right?”

I look up at her from under my lashes.

“Teagan.” She sighs. “You can’t possibly still think you have real feelings for that man.”

That’s the thing, my feelings for him have never faded. I’ve never dated any guy who I haven’t compared to him and who doesn’t pale in comparison. It’s always been Derek in my heart.

“If he’s here with Meghan, I really won’t be able to handle it,” I tell her. “I’ll have to move.”

It’s been one thing to lose him to her. I’ve sort of come to grips with that and I think it’s because I don’t ever have to see them. There’s no running into each other at the store or having to watch them walk down the street like the perfect couple.

“Yes, you will be able to handle it,” she says with conviction. “You’re not the same girl you were back then.”

The phone rings and I groan. “I swear, someone has to explain what an antique store is to Mrs. Dickman.”

I grab the receiver and brace myself for the same conversation that happens every single day.

“Island Antiques, this is Teagan.”

“Hello, Teagan, this is Mr. Beeson from the middle school.”

“Oh, yes. Hi, Mr. Beeson, is everything okay?”

He takes a small pause. “I’m going to need you to come down to the school and pick up Chastity.”

“Okay? What happened?”

“There was an incident with another student and I’m afraid the school has very strict policies regarding bullying.”

My poor daughter. This kid doesn’t deserve to be picked on by anyone. She has never gotten in any trouble, and I can only imagine how much this upsets her since she prides herself on having a perfect record.

“Did she come to you about it?” And then it dawns on me that they want me to pick her up. “Why would I have to get her? Is she hurt?”

“No, she’s okay, just come down here and we can sort everything out.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”