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Romance
 Created on 4-14-08
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Jamie sat there, just looking at me. I held his gaze, and watched the guilt surge through his eyes. He took one of my hands in his, held it for a moment before he slowly whispered,
“I did not sleep with her. I promise you, I didn’t. But we almost-”
Me- “Fine. That’s it”
Jamie- “What’s it?”
Me- “That’s all I have left to say to you. Now please leave me…”
I get up slowly and walk towards the door, swinging it back and holding it there, waiting for Jamie to make his way out. He sat staring at the door for a while, before getting up and walking to the doorway.
Jamie- “You shouldn’t be alone right now. You look like you’re about to cry. I know I’ve hurt you but-”
Me- “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m not upset because of you.” I look at Steve, standing against the wall. “Right now I can guarantee that at least one of my friends is more important than you”
And with that, I push him through the door and slam it shut. I walk back to the dining room and look at the wall. Steve isn’t there. I make my way up the stairs and enter my bedroom, closing the door behind me. As I walk over to the bed, my trousers begin to slip. They do that a lot. They used to fit snugly on my curvy figure, but now they hang from my skinny frame. As I pull them up, I feel my back pocket. I pull out its contents, and find the picture again. I collapse onto my bed, and muffled cries fill my pillows and bed cushions.
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I groan as shrill rings echo in my head. I must have fallen asleep at some point, it’s now night. I groggily roll over and glance at the clock. I can just about make out a blurry 3.
Who is calling you at 3 in the morning?
I jolt and can clearly see Steve standing right next to my bed. “When did you come back?”
Steve smiles cheekily. Answer the phone Abi
“Oh right yeah!”
I sweep my hand over my bedside table and grab my singing mobile. I grumble out a greeting.
Me- “Hang up now and I won’t kill you for calling me at a ridiculous hour!”
Caller- “Abigail right?”
Me- “Yes… who is this?”
Caller- “My name is Sophie. I’m a friend of Rachel’s. You need to come to my house right now and take Rachel home!”
Me- “What the hell? Why? What’s wrong?”
Sophie- “She’s drunk at my house party! This party is out of control, and I have to end it soon. If my parents find out she’s drunk, they’ll kill me and you’re the first contact on her mobile, so I rang you. Come and get her now or I’ll be forced to throw her out!”
I jump out of bed and grab a pen. I run downstairs whilst jotting Sophie’s address on my hand. I pull on a pair of sneakers and slip my denim jacket on over my school shirt. I grab a set of keys and slither out the front door, making my way down the streets, towards the town centre where Sophie lives. It’s summer, so the night is not too cold. I lightly jog towards Sophie’s house as I see it in the distance.
This doesn’t make any sense…
“I know”
Rachel doesn’t drink… she’s never had a drop before…
“I know!”
I mean, she hates it. It’s against her religion and everything-
“STEVE, I KNOW! I’ve been friends with her for at least 5 years now!” I run faster to the house. I get there and it appears I have entered a sex addicts’ centre or something…
Couples
Everywhere.
This is hell on earth for me right now. I decide to do a quick snatch and run with Rachel. God only knows if Colin knows I’m not still in bed…
I push my way through to the hallway of the house. The smell of cigarette smoke and strong punch hits my nose. I hold back a gag and go looking for Rachel. I see her red hair as I tiptoe round a corner. She’s half asleep on the wooden floor. I pull her arm up and drape it over my shoulder, heaving her off the floor and supporting her as she stumbles outside, and along the street. I give up after a few minutes- I don’t have any strength left to carry her any further. She collapses to the floor, gasping and choking. She’s settled under a tree, with her knees tucked up under her chin. She’s rested her arms across her legs and her head is buried in her lap. I sit next to her, but I don’t touch her. I just stare at the dim stars in the sky. One of the downsides to living in a town, the stars are small and pathetic. I long to see a sky that’s scattered with the entire galaxy…
Rachel sobs softly in the darkness. I can barely make her out in the shadows. But I can see Steve there. He’s sitting behind the tree we’re under. He’s listening to us.
Rachel- “You obviously don’t know…”
Me- “Know what?”
Rachel lifts her head and looks at my shadowed face.
Rachel- “Abi… Steve died”
She stifles a cry and looks back down at the ground.
Me- “I know. I was at the hospital when it happened”
There’s a very uncomfortable silence. Then Rachel splutters.
Rachel- “Heartless bitch…”
Me- “WHAT?”
Rachel- “You couldn’t care less could you? YOU DON’T EVEN CARE ABOUT HIM ALL BECAUSE OF SOME ARGUMENT! You can’t even consider my feelings about losing my friend!”
Me- “YES THAT’S EXACTLY IT! I CARE SO LITTLE ABOUT YOU, THAT I LEFT HOME AT 3AM JUST TO PICK YOUR DRUNK ARSE UP AND SHOW YOU JUST HOW HEARTLESS I AM!”
Another silence hangs over us. “He’s gone” Rachel finally whispers.
I look up and instantly lock eyes with Steve. I feel his eyes on me. He’s hurting. He knows Rachel has never cried in public before tonight. She’s torn up inside. Her world is slowly crumbling. She feels as though it’s the end of the world.
I wonder if she would be able to see Steve.
But it seems as though he can read my mind. He moulds his hand into the shape of a telephone. I’m puzzled at first, but then I realise. I look at my mobile. My background is set to a picture of the All American Rejects. I fell in love with them after listening to Dirty Little Secret-
My dirty little secret….
I nod at Steve and sigh. I gently place my arm over Rachel’s shoulders and hug her. “I know…” I whisper, as tears sting my eyes and tumble down my cheeks.
“I did not sleep with her. I promise you, I didn’t. But we almost-”
Me- “Fine. That’s it”
Jamie- “What’s it?”
Me- “That’s all I have left to say to you. Now please leave me…”
I get up slowly and walk towards the door, swinging it back and holding it there, waiting for Jamie to make his way out. He sat staring at the door for a while, before getting up and walking to the doorway.
Jamie- “You shouldn’t be alone right now. You look like you’re about to cry. I know I’ve hurt you but-”
Me- “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m not upset because of you.” I look at Steve, standing against the wall. “Right now I can guarantee that at least one of my friends is more important than you”
And with that, I push him through the door and slam it shut. I walk back to the dining room and look at the wall. Steve isn’t there. I make my way up the stairs and enter my bedroom, closing the door behind me. As I walk over to the bed, my trousers begin to slip. They do that a lot. They used to fit snugly on my curvy figure, but now they hang from my skinny frame. As I pull them up, I feel my back pocket. I pull out its contents, and find the picture again. I collapse onto my bed, and muffled cries fill my pillows and bed cushions.
*********************************************************************
I groan as shrill rings echo in my head. I must have fallen asleep at some point, it’s now night. I groggily roll over and glance at the clock. I can just about make out a blurry 3.
Who is calling you at 3 in the morning?
I jolt and can clearly see Steve standing right next to my bed. “When did you come back?”
Steve smiles cheekily. Answer the phone Abi
“Oh right yeah!”
I sweep my hand over my bedside table and grab my singing mobile. I grumble out a greeting.
Me- “Hang up now and I won’t kill you for calling me at a ridiculous hour!”
Caller- “Abigail right?”
Me- “Yes… who is this?”
Caller- “My name is Sophie. I’m a friend of Rachel’s. You need to come to my house right now and take Rachel home!”
Me- “What the hell? Why? What’s wrong?”
Sophie- “She’s drunk at my house party! This party is out of control, and I have to end it soon. If my parents find out she’s drunk, they’ll kill me and you’re the first contact on her mobile, so I rang you. Come and get her now or I’ll be forced to throw her out!”
I jump out of bed and grab a pen. I run downstairs whilst jotting Sophie’s address on my hand. I pull on a pair of sneakers and slip my denim jacket on over my school shirt. I grab a set of keys and slither out the front door, making my way down the streets, towards the town centre where Sophie lives. It’s summer, so the night is not too cold. I lightly jog towards Sophie’s house as I see it in the distance.
This doesn’t make any sense…
“I know”
Rachel doesn’t drink… she’s never had a drop before…
“I know!”
I mean, she hates it. It’s against her religion and everything-
“STEVE, I KNOW! I’ve been friends with her for at least 5 years now!” I run faster to the house. I get there and it appears I have entered a sex addicts’ centre or something…
Couples
Everywhere.
This is hell on earth for me right now. I decide to do a quick snatch and run with Rachel. God only knows if Colin knows I’m not still in bed…
I push my way through to the hallway of the house. The smell of cigarette smoke and strong punch hits my nose. I hold back a gag and go looking for Rachel. I see her red hair as I tiptoe round a corner. She’s half asleep on the wooden floor. I pull her arm up and drape it over my shoulder, heaving her off the floor and supporting her as she stumbles outside, and along the street. I give up after a few minutes- I don’t have any strength left to carry her any further. She collapses to the floor, gasping and choking. She’s settled under a tree, with her knees tucked up under her chin. She’s rested her arms across her legs and her head is buried in her lap. I sit next to her, but I don’t touch her. I just stare at the dim stars in the sky. One of the downsides to living in a town, the stars are small and pathetic. I long to see a sky that’s scattered with the entire galaxy…
Rachel sobs softly in the darkness. I can barely make her out in the shadows. But I can see Steve there. He’s sitting behind the tree we’re under. He’s listening to us.
Rachel- “You obviously don’t know…”
Me- “Know what?”
Rachel lifts her head and looks at my shadowed face.
Rachel- “Abi… Steve died”
She stifles a cry and looks back down at the ground.
Me- “I know. I was at the hospital when it happened”
There’s a very uncomfortable silence. Then Rachel splutters.
Rachel- “Heartless bitch…”
Me- “WHAT?”
Rachel- “You couldn’t care less could you? YOU DON’T EVEN CARE ABOUT HIM ALL BECAUSE OF SOME ARGUMENT! You can’t even consider my feelings about losing my friend!”
Me- “YES THAT’S EXACTLY IT! I CARE SO LITTLE ABOUT YOU, THAT I LEFT HOME AT 3AM JUST TO PICK YOUR DRUNK ARSE UP AND SHOW YOU JUST HOW HEARTLESS I AM!”
Another silence hangs over us. “He’s gone” Rachel finally whispers.
I look up and instantly lock eyes with Steve. I feel his eyes on me. He’s hurting. He knows Rachel has never cried in public before tonight. She’s torn up inside. Her world is slowly crumbling. She feels as though it’s the end of the world.
I wonder if she would be able to see Steve.
But it seems as though he can read my mind. He moulds his hand into the shape of a telephone. I’m puzzled at first, but then I realise. I look at my mobile. My background is set to a picture of the All American Rejects. I fell in love with them after listening to Dirty Little Secret-
My dirty little secret….
I nod at Steve and sigh. I gently place my arm over Rachel’s shoulders and hug her. “I know…” I whisper, as tears sting my eyes and tumble down my cheeks.
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