Why do you hate me?

Chapter 2: Frank's POV

"Ay look, its Jamia and the Frankster!" Jamia's friend, Tanner yelled over at us from a barstool. Next to him was my good friend Roger.

"Hey Tanner, where's the fiancee? I forget her name, it's been so long." Jamia asked, as we all walked over to a booth and sat down.

"Oh yeah, Evelyn wanted to stay home, she wasn't feeling well I think."

I knocked over the salt shaker at the name. Hopefully it's just a coincidence.

"Whoa Frank, you alright?" Roger asked me, helping me to clean up the spilled salt.

"Hah yeah dude, I'm just a clumsy dumbass like usual." I replied. Isn't it bad luck to spill salt?

We order a round of wings and beer and watched the game until a couple of MCR fans ran over and asked for pictures. This was one of the first times Jamia was with me while I met fans.

She wasn't too amused, I could tell.

When they left, she took a sip of her beer and laughed sourly. "Does this happen all the time you go out?"

"Nah, but it happens a lot. One time this crazy chick tried to stick her hand down the front of my pants."

Tanner laughed. "How old was she?"

"Not older than 16, it was like I was the creepy uncle 'cept she was coming on to me."

Everyone started to laugh and I took a sip of my beer which was almost empty. Then Tanner's phone started to ring.

"Hey bab...what? I'm just with Roger, then I saw Jamia and her husband come in and now we're just chilling and eating wings...sure, there's room for you...alright, see you soon. Love you."

Tanner smiled and slipped his phone back into his pocket."My fiancee's gonna go ahead and make her way over here, she said she's bored and wants to join us haha" Tanner said, adjusting himself. I looked at Jamia and smiled, Jamia smiling back and giving my hand a tender squeeze.

I wasn't sure what made me feel a sense of weariness in the pit of my stomach, but I felt it. I tried to shake it off and continue enjoying my meal.
Some 20, maybe 30 minutes later, the bar door swung open and in walked Tanner's fiance.

Evelyn.

Tanner's fiance was Evelyn.

I swallowed hard and quickly looked at my food, hoping she wouldn't recognize me. I have changed a bit since the last time we talked.

Or, had even seen each other.

She smiled and said hello to everyone, including me. I said a hello back, but I took a drink at the same time, which might've looked odd I imagine.

I was trying so hard to avoid a potentially catastrophic situation. It seemed to be going well, to me.

"Oh man you're gorgeous! Tanner, you're a lucky guy." Jamia said, nudging my leg with her knee under the table. What did she want?
"Oh um, yeah Tanner, she's a keeper for sure!" I said, looking at Jamia then at Tanner. He smiled at me and hugged her, who I didn't dare look at. But I could feel her eyes on me.

"Awh thanks guys, you're too sweet. Really, I'm just a normal girl." Evelyn said, taking off her jacket. She smiled at me and for the first time that night, we made eye contact.

Her smile dropped slightly and as she reached over for a french fry, spilled Tanner's beer.

I gulped, but Tanner laughed it off. "It's alright, I didn't like this shirt anyways."
We continued to talk as normal, like before Evelyn arrived. She kept quiet almost the entire time, only talking when she was talked to.

She kept stealing glances at me, and at my hand. I don't think she's ever seen my tattoos, or my wedding band.

I pretended to not notice and laughed along with the group for an hour more, until Jamia said that we should go home because she was tired. I got up and followed her out of the booth, and as I left, Evelyn grabbed my jacket sleeve, startling me.

"Can we talk?" She asked in a hushed tone.

"No. It's Done." I replied, yanking the fabric from her small hands and walking away.

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A/N: HEY im so sorry for the long hiatus i took, school just started up and im already piled in tons of schoolwork. i will definitely try to update faster ;)

-C