dead, so I borrowed her charger to plug it in. After a few moments of charging, I had 12 texts and 5 voicemails pop up.
Oh brother
.
Most were from Elle, apologizing and begging me to come home. Then they became frantic over where I could be. Then there were some from Tate also apologizing and they were in all caps. One from Chloe too, all but cussing me out for not listening to her. And finally, one from John, telling me he couldn’t believe he finally got to see me, and hold me, and tell how he really felt about me. I was drowning from being the brunt of everyone’s emotions. I needed to be alone, but I was also afraid to be alone. Ugh!
Desperately needing to brush my teeth and grab my makeup bag, I decided to go back to my dorm room. I was hoping Elle had already left for her first class, so I would miss her theatrical performance over my absence. I should have known better than to think that logically she would go about her day as normal. Elle was pacing the floor when I arrived,talking to someone on the phone, a shocked look on her face followed by a gasp when I walked through the door.
“Reese. Oh thank God. ‘She’s here, I’ll call you back,’ Reese!” She hung up her phone and headed straight for me. “Where have you been? Are you okay?” She was looking at me with pure fear and relief at the same time.
I simply stared at her with a nonchalant look on my face. Shrugging my shoulders, I said “I’m back, you should be in class.”
“Oh don’t you dare Reese. I’ve been worried out of my mind for what could have happened to you.”
“It sucks not knowing the truth doesn’t it? Worse yet, it hurts when someone deliberately hides things from you, don’t you think Elle?” I was truly hurt and I felt like Elle had taken our sacred friendship and sold it to the highest bidder…in this case, John.
“Reese, please don’t hate me. I was just answering the questions of a man who LOVES my best friend, a man who would give his right arm for her. I was merely keeping him content with information about you, in case your over-possessive boyfriend flipped his wig and went crazy on you. And it paid off too. I can’t apologize for helping take care of you.”
“Uh, you’re the crazy one Elle. I don’t see how that’s ‘taking care’ of me in the least! You basically were interfering with my life behind my back. What happened to us telling each other everything? I trusted you. Our friendship can never be the same.” Then I burst out in tears. “It can never be the same,” I whispered sitting down on my bed with my face in my hands. I meant everything had changed, Tate and me, and now Elle and me.
Elle sat down beside me throwing her arms around my shoulders “Oh Reese, it
will
be okay, you’ll see. It’ll all work out. Have faith, okay. I’m sorry if I hurt you. You’re my best friend and I only want to help you…ever. There is never a time in my life that you won’t be my best friend, no matter what you say about it.”
She was saying all the right things, but I was still heartbroken over her betrayal, her disloyal actions to our forever friendship. I wasn’t sure when, or if I could ever get over it.
The days drug on. I was in a total funk, but I managed to go to class every day, and keep up with my homework. I avoided Tate’s calls, and texts. Elle did do me a favor by telling Finn if Tate came to see me, I would never forgive him. So, he kept his distance. However, he did send me flowers and a card…every day. I could also see him from a distance occasionally outside of my classrooms and dorm pretending not to watch me. Mostly though, I knew he was wrapped up in baseball. The thought of that turned my stomach, but I knew it was his future…and my past.
Elle told me each time John texted her. Word for word she read what he asked, then she asked my permission to send a response. He texted me as well, but I only sent one liner answers, like ‘I’m fine John, I hope you are’.
Oh brother
.
Most were from Elle, apologizing and begging me to come home. Then they became frantic over where I could be. Then there were some from Tate also apologizing and they were in all caps. One from Chloe too, all but cussing me out for not listening to her. And finally, one from John, telling me he couldn’t believe he finally got to see me, and hold me, and tell how he really felt about me. I was drowning from being the brunt of everyone’s emotions. I needed to be alone, but I was also afraid to be alone. Ugh!
Desperately needing to brush my teeth and grab my makeup bag, I decided to go back to my dorm room. I was hoping Elle had already left for her first class, so I would miss her theatrical performance over my absence. I should have known better than to think that logically she would go about her day as normal. Elle was pacing the floor when I arrived,talking to someone on the phone, a shocked look on her face followed by a gasp when I walked through the door.
“Reese. Oh thank God. ‘She’s here, I’ll call you back,’ Reese!” She hung up her phone and headed straight for me. “Where have you been? Are you okay?” She was looking at me with pure fear and relief at the same time.
I simply stared at her with a nonchalant look on my face. Shrugging my shoulders, I said “I’m back, you should be in class.”
“Oh don’t you dare Reese. I’ve been worried out of my mind for what could have happened to you.”
“It sucks not knowing the truth doesn’t it? Worse yet, it hurts when someone deliberately hides things from you, don’t you think Elle?” I was truly hurt and I felt like Elle had taken our sacred friendship and sold it to the highest bidder…in this case, John.
“Reese, please don’t hate me. I was just answering the questions of a man who LOVES my best friend, a man who would give his right arm for her. I was merely keeping him content with information about you, in case your over-possessive boyfriend flipped his wig and went crazy on you. And it paid off too. I can’t apologize for helping take care of you.”
“Uh, you’re the crazy one Elle. I don’t see how that’s ‘taking care’ of me in the least! You basically were interfering with my life behind my back. What happened to us telling each other everything? I trusted you. Our friendship can never be the same.” Then I burst out in tears. “It can never be the same,” I whispered sitting down on my bed with my face in my hands. I meant everything had changed, Tate and me, and now Elle and me.
Elle sat down beside me throwing her arms around my shoulders “Oh Reese, it
will
be okay, you’ll see. It’ll all work out. Have faith, okay. I’m sorry if I hurt you. You’re my best friend and I only want to help you…ever. There is never a time in my life that you won’t be my best friend, no matter what you say about it.”
She was saying all the right things, but I was still heartbroken over her betrayal, her disloyal actions to our forever friendship. I wasn’t sure when, or if I could ever get over it.
The days drug on. I was in a total funk, but I managed to go to class every day, and keep up with my homework. I avoided Tate’s calls, and texts. Elle did do me a favor by telling Finn if Tate came to see me, I would never forgive him. So, he kept his distance. However, he did send me flowers and a card…every day. I could also see him from a distance occasionally outside of my classrooms and dorm pretending not to watch me. Mostly though, I knew he was wrapped up in baseball. The thought of that turned my stomach, but I knew it was his future…and my past.
Elle told me each time John texted her. Word for word she read what he asked, then she asked my permission to send a response. He texted me as well, but I only sent one liner answers, like ‘I’m fine John, I hope you are’.
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