we used to be friends

Sawyer didn't think he made Angie feel so uneasy, but it didn't feel like she wanted to catch up.

He couldn't imagine what was wrong with her. Why wouldn't she tell him, anything?

He was open with her. He told her all about his boyfriend Maddox. His ex-boyfriend. It was still hard to say because they really were great friends.

He wanted to tell her how he thought it would work. They knew each other so well. They did so much together before they started dating.

"Don't you think it should have worked?" He'd asked, but Angie looked at him as if she had a bad taste in her mouth. He thought she liked the old diner. Evidently, their burgers weren't as good as they used to be.

"We should hang out." He'd said. He really needed Angie right now. He did. He just didn't see why they couldn't pick up, where they left off.

Although he realized later while going through his things in his room at his brother's, it had been years ago since he'd seen Angie.

Somehow, it didn't seem so long ago. Still, he remembered Angie. He remembered her kiss, her scent, and even her sexiness.

Couldn't she just do him a favor? It didn't have to be anything big. Maybe spending the night with him would be to ask too much.

Now, he thought she must have been really hurt by this guy she'd just broken up with. What had that guy done to her? Maybe she'd been abused or the guy didn't know what he was doing in bed.

A lot of things came to mind. Finally, he wondered if he'd hurt Angie. He couldn't quite remember. He didn't even know why they broke up. It was a bit faded now, but he was sure they could easily find their way back to each other. If only she'd text him back.