Chapter 37: Meet-Up
Rory
I didn’t give Trevor a response instantly, because I knew that would drive him crazy and would also make him want me more.
I answered his texts after three days, and before the third day, he had sent me over fifty texts. It was beyond ridiculous, the way he was sounding like he’d end up dying if I didn’t respond to his text.
I ended up telling him we could meet up at a restaurant of my choice after a week. He didn’t want to wait that long or that I didn’t want to go to a restaurant of his choice and I ended up leaving him on read for two days. After that, he basically agreed to anything I said without questions or objections.
He still believed that I was still staying in a hotel, but I had already rented an apartment. It was small and my lack of furniture made the single room appear extremely large. I’ve also managed to get a job as a waiter.
I was lucky enough to get a spot, simply because t was at that moment that someone resigned because she was relocating. Serving as a waiter was stressful, especially at night, but it was making me money and there were more than enough time in between for me to rest, so I was grateful for the job and also happy for myself and my baby that I wouldn’t have to starve or roam around the street begging for food ever again.
I didn’t have a bet yet and sleeping on a cloth was starting to make my back hurt, but I was already planning on buying a bed and some other important things at the end of the week so I’d be able to live comfortably. Since I was working in a restaurant, there’s always some leftovers for the workers to take home, and that had been more than enough since I was just one person. My baby was still too little to require a lot of food yet.
I was meeting up with Trevor tonight, at a restaurant far from my new apartment, because I didn’t want him to know anything current about my life.
"So, how’s Raya?" I asked after our drinks arrived and he grimaced.