SINS (Completed)

RUFFLING EAGLE FEATHERS

"Oh tell me you didn't- again-" My voice trembles with dread, and fear, and I still know the answer before even asking for it.

I glare down Lily, in what I presume is my most disbelieving look, and her eyes wander all over the room.

"Imighthave." She speaks up timidly in a rapid rush of words, but I do make them out. Clearly.

And I feel a fountain of anger blasting in my head. I had, a minute ago, pulled the leash on that very blast because I was believing that my best friend had nothing to do with it, and just on cue Lily reminds me that she is Lily.

"So it IS your fault, so I AM allowed to blow up on you."

I take a menacing step towards her, raising my voice a bit, and she brings her hands in front of her, as if trying to explain the Big Bang theory to me.

"Listen now-" She moves behind the couch, and I look at her from the other side with a seething look, I can feel anger radiate out my ears in funds, like those bloody cartoons. This, is what she has brought it to, cartoons!

"Lily this time, there's no fighting, no attitude, no abandoning the other in parking lots. This time, we are plain and cold, murdering and by we, I mean I!" I can't even shout now, and my words are coming out, eerily calm, and dangerously threatening.

"I just made a sensible professional decision for you-"

"What part of this screams sensible to you? You, who has been lecturing me for the past month and half, about post breakup therapy and self growth and rebounds, signed me up for an internship at my ex fake traitor boyfriend's neglectful father's company! Yeah, that's sensible."

Seems, I can shout, still. And so I do, while walking around the couch. Just once, once I get hold of this heathen, I'm gonna fry her bloody red hair with a blowtorch, but she walks around, our positions exchanged.

"Oh come on Tess." She rolls her eyes, shaking her head, pushing her hair behind her ears. What even-

"One day, Lily, we passed one day since I said that you can take decisions for me and this is the first thing you do?"

I rush back around towards her, and she scrambles to the other side, the couch being the only thing saving her right now.

"You said student Council did you good, right. Maybe, maybe, this will too. Ha." She chuckles nervously, not even completely convinced of this herself, and she wants me to buy that?

I stare at her with a straight face.

"Your optimism is just, blowing my mind." I deadpan.

She groans, and holds her head with her hands and I just try to remind and remember all the good things she has done, to calm myself down.

"I was just using your laptop after you slept to look at some architecture offers, as you amazingly suggested-" she smiles again and I narrow my eyes to tell her it's not working.

"-and I saw that you have applied to only two companies, which is so insensible, you should keep your options open. So I CC-ed it to all companies from Sommers' list, and I applied on your behalf. Uh, in good faith-"

She adds quickly and take a moment to drink in her words. In good faith.

Sometimes, I so wish my best friend didn't harbour this much of a good faith, for me. Because it is never executed in the way she probably assumes.

My best friend does not invite trouble. She goes to his house, kidnaps him, and then forges my signature on the marriage papers with him.

I suddenly erupt in a strange, sardonic laugh. The amount and intensity of fuckedupness, where you laugh- at yourself, and at what has become your life.