A few days have passed since I talked about Bradley to Mila and Henry. I continued to speak to Bradley through text message. I asked Bradley to meet me at the park like last time. I got ready and drove to the park to meet Bradley. I pulled up at the park and saw Bradley sitting at the picnic table, smoking a cigarette. 

I walked up behind him and called his name. He jumped and looked behind him. "Oh, Heather," He spoke, throwing the cigarette on the ground and blowing the smoke out. "Hey, sorry to startle you. How are you?" I asked him. "I'm pretty good. How about you?" He asked. "I'm good," I replied.

We stared at each other In silence for a few seconds. Bradley then smiled and laughed. "What's funny?" I asked, laughing. "Are we having a staring contest?" He asked. "No," I said. "Anyway, I wanted to ask you something," I said. "What is it?" He asked. "I want you to come with me and meet my friends at the bar tonight," I said. "Oh, okay," Bradley said. He stayed quiet for a few seconds looking at the ground. "Bradley?" I asked. He then looked up at me. Bradley looked nervous. "What's wrong? Do you not want to meet them yet?" I asked. "No, It's not that. I haven't been to a bar in years. Yeah, I would like to go with you and meet your friends. But, I'm not going to drink." Bradley explained. 

"Why not? Why don't you drink?" I asked him. He walked up closer to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I felt chills through my body. Bradley was giving me sad vibes. I saw the sadness on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "Heather," He said, taking a deep breath. "There's a lot a need to tell you, but not now." He said. 

He then walked past me and started to walk to the parking lot. He then turned around and saw me still standing there, confused. "Are you coming or what?" Bradley yelled across the parking lot. I then followed him. I walked up to him. "Now, I'm confused," I said. "Are we leaving or what?" He asked. "Who's car are we taking? We should take my car,  and I can drop you off later." I explained. "Yeah, we can do that." He said. "Okay. Let me text them first." I said, texting Mila and Henry.

I texted Mila and Henry, then we got in the car and started driving. The car ride was silent. Bradley was looking out the window and was fidgeting with his hands. "Bradley, are you okay?" I asked him. "You seem nervous. Is there something wrong? You don't have to come if you don't want to. I can drop you off if you want." I explained. "No, I'm fine." He replied. 

We got to the bar, and the bar parking lot was packed. We got out of the car and started walking to the bar. Bradley and I were walking beside each other, and I felt something touching my hand. I looked down and saw Bradley's hand touching mine. He then held my hand. I looked up at him and saw a smile grow across his face. I felt happy. Are we going to start dating? What's going to happen next? I thought to myself as we walked inside. 

Once we got inside, I went to find Mila and Henry. I looked where we usually sat and saw them sitting there. I walked over there with Bradley and me holding hands still. "Mila!" I yelled, waving my other free hand. Mila then turned and saw us. "Hey, guys. Is this Bradley?" She asked. "Yes, this is, Bradley," I said. "Bradley, this is Mila and her boyfriend, Henry. Mila, Henry, this is Bradley." I said, introducing them to each other. 

"It's nice to meet you, Bradley," Mila said smiling, holding her hand out to shake his. I noticed Mila's smile disappear once she shook his hand. She looked scared. "It's nice to meet you, man," Henry spoke. Bradley then shook Henry's hand. "Excuse me. I'm going to the bathroom. Do you need to go, Heather?" She asked. She looked eager to talk to me. I felt there was something wrong. I agreed, and we walked to the bathroom. Mila grabbed my hand and looked scared. "Mila, what's wrong?" I asked her. 

She ignored me, and we kept walking. "What's your deal?! Why are you acting like this?!" I asked loudly. Once, we walked into the women's restroom. "Keep your voice down." She said. "Heather, when I shook Bradley's hand, I felt something." She explained. "What did you feel? What is wrong?" I asked once again. "You know how I can feel people's energy?" She asked. "Yeah, so what?" I asked. 

"This guy isn't right. I feel there's something off with him. Bradley seems evil." Mila explained. I could feel myself getting angry. Why would Mila say something like that? I thought to myself. "Why would say something like that?!" I yelled at her. "Don't you want me to be happy? Why would you say something like that?" I cried. "Heather! Let me explain! I don't feel so good about this guy! I have a bad feeling about him!" She explained. "What do you mean?" I asked, wiping my tears. "When I shook his hand, I felt evil. I felt sick. Touching him made me physically ill. I feel like I'm going to get sick looking at him." She explained. "Please listen to me. I have a terrible gut feeling about him." She explained. 

She then took a deep breath. I'm going to the bathroom. "Wait for me here?" She asked. "Yes," I replied. Mila went to the bathroom and washed her hands when she was finished. We then left the bathroom and went to where Bradley and Henry were. Henry and Bradley were talking.  

"What was that about?" Bradley asked. "Oh, Mila had to pee." I laughed nervously. We all sat down, and only Henry was drinking. Mila had stopped drinking so much because they wanted a baby. We stayed at the bar for a few hours, talking and having fun. Once the hours passed, the bar started to get less crowded. We finally went our separate ways once the bar was about to close. I drove Bradley back to the park where he had left his car. I didn't trust anyone to drive my car but me. We soon got to the park, where everyone was gone, and the park was empty. 

We both got out of the car. I helped Bradley, and he then hugged me. His hug was warm. "Thank you, Heather." He spoke. "No, problem," I said. We stared at each other for a few seconds in silence. He pulled me in and then kissed me. It was the first time in years I had been kissed by anyone. "Good night," I said, walking to my car. I then drove home happy.