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[color=silver][right][sup][color=00a86b][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — [color=0091a8]The Edge Nightclub[/color]
[color=00a86b][b]INTERACTING WITH[/b][/color] — [color=0091a8] Jess [@SpicyMeatBall][/color]
[color=00a86b][b]MENTIONS[/b][/color] — [color=0091a8]N/A[/color]
[color=00a86b][b]TIME[/b][/color] — [color=0091a8]11:45 PM[/color][/sup][/right]
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It didn't matter how much time had passed since the two had even spoken to each other, as Colin thought back on the past — on [i]their[/i] past — he was reminded of the days they spent at Salem High School and how they went with the flow. Neither of them was the type to really take anything seriously, let alone each other. The one thing that seemed to be serious (at least back then) was their growing fondness for each other. It started in their childhood. Their families were as close as it came. The history extended further than Colin's mind could comprehend, so it stood to reason that the two would become friends. And then came along that 'something more'.

[color=00a86b]"How could I forget?"[/color] Colin murmured to himself.

As he remembered their sophomore year at Salem High, Colin was uncharacteristically smiling. He rarely did that and it was brought on by a number of things. The obvious being the memories he cherished of the one he fucked up things with. His actions — well, let's face it. Colin and Jess weren't like most high school super couples. They were more toxic than the poison of a cobra. They were just as good for each other as they were horrible to each other. The way they were to each other — it was the reason why they had broken up. Colin fucked up. Jess fucked up. They both fucked up and for the remainder of time from then until just now when Colin sent that text message, they ignored each other. In a city that acted like a small town, it was hard to [i]not[/i] see people you didn't want to. Lord knew that Colin tried his best, but something about them couldn't be denied. A chemistry with unlimited numbers and the history to support it.

His blue eyes stared intently into the coffee that had just come to the booth he reserved on the far side of the pub that was away from most of the usual occupants. The thing about being the son of the owners? Colin had a bit of weight. So, when he saw Jess enter the pub, bearing the leg cast he had seen on her last night at the Edge, he waved her over. As he expected, she wasn't exactly thrilled to see him, much less practically be summoned by him. But, deep down, maybe she wasn't nearly as mad at him as she usually was. Lord knew she could rage up a storm just by the littlest thing. Even to this day, that was something Colin absolutely loved about her. Well, as long as he wasn't at the opposite end of that.

When she finally took her seat, Colin didn't want to appear as if he was staring, but he couldn't take his eyes off of her. If the wrong person were to look at him look at her, they'd probably see a man creepily staring at the woman across from him. But in reality, Colin was gazing at her face. Even to this day, Jessica Horton has not changed one bit. Her eyes - those beautiful hazel eyes - were just as captivating as when he first laid his sight on them all those years ago. the only thing about her that was pure and innocent because Jessica Horton was a spitfire. Everything about her was and has always been spunky. This was especially true by the comment she just made.

[color=00a86b]"Depends on the day."[/color] Colin cocked a smirk, taking a sip of his coffee. Before he would begin explaining why he brought her here, he slid a fifty dollar bill across the table. [color=00a86b]"That should cover gas for the day. Just let that be some incentive to stay for a bit."[/color] Colin offered her a smile, though he wouldn't let it stay because soon his expression turned somewhat serious. [color=00a86b]"I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, Jess. I've been thinking about what I've done and what those things have done to the people I care about. Off the top of my head, my family, and friends. But also you too, Jess,"[/color] he said, sipping his coffee slowly. 

Colin took a moment to pause before continuing.

[color=00a86b]"As you know, I'm in AA - well, kind of. I follow the program and go to meetings when I can, but I mostly go for how good it feels to vent to people that won't judge--"[/color] Colin stopped himself. She didn't want to hear his life story and his woes. [color=00a86b]"Let me just get right to it. I know nothing I can do or say will ever repair what happened between us. Whether or not we were willing participants in what happened to us, but I want to make an attempt to make up for all of the crap that I did to you all those years ago and the years that followed."[/color] 

Colin reached over to take Jess' hand, then his blue eyes met the hazel ones across from him. [color=00a86b]"I'm sorry, Jessica. From the bottom of my whiskey-drenched heart, I am sorry. For everything."[/color]
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