Page 68 of Stanton Unconditional

I text.

For what it’s worth, Joshua.

You will always be the love of my life.

“What are you texting?” Bridget tries to grab my phone from me. It beeps again.

Liar.

If that was the case,

you would be here with me now.

I scull my drink and light my cigar as I try to think of a comeback. I’m not with you, Joshua, because I love you.

“What time is it in LA?” I ask the girls as I narrow my eyes. “Um, it’s Friday night midnight…so in LA it’s…nineteen hours behind us. Five in the morning,” Bridget answers.

You know I would be with you if I could.

We want different things, Josh.

It doesn’t mean I don’t love you.

A message bounces back.

You don’t get to say that to me anymore.

You have brought me to my knees for the last time.

Stay the fuck out of my life.

I never want to see you again.