"Yeah I'm fine" I try and go back to what I was doing. I seriously fucked everything up with Beck, why couldn't I keep my stupid mouth shut? Noooo! I had to go and fucking confess how I feel, confessing anything gets you nowhere.
As I'm leaving work Steve calls me "Will you pick some dinner up on your way home" he says as soon as I answer the phone
"Sure" I hang up. As I'm walking to the nearest diner and texting on my phone I bump into someone not looking where I'm going. I look up to apologize "sorry" my eyes meets Beck's eyes, his smile drops and fear takes over as he realizes it's me, noticing his hand being held by some guy's hand he quickly lets go
"Emerson" he blinks rapidly "hi" "Hi" I reply trying to smile
"Dave this is Emerson, Em this is my...." he trails off not knowing what to say
"I'm Dave" Dave reaches out and shakes my hand, I have yet to see what he looks like because I was so stuck on Beck. Four days, we haven't talked for four days and he's already moved on