Secret // Cindy Berman

7 The Fight

Pov Cindy:

I took off my shirt and shorts to change them for the pijamas, suddenly the door was opened by someone.

"Shit!" I sat on my bed covering myself with my pillow "Could you fucking knock?" I turned to see who opened the door.

"I don't have to knock, it's my fucking cabin too" Sandra shrugged resting her body against the door frame "by the way, nice blue lace set".

"Well... could you at least close it?" I sighed hugging the pillow.

"No" she flipped her brunette hair walking inside "Do it yourself, it's in your side of the room, my friend" she said popping the last two words.

Fucking bitch.

"Sandra" I gave her an angry glare.

"Oh look, there's something for me" she ignored me sitting on her bed reading the note "congratulations beautiful Shadysider, I heard that you ran out of them" she smiled.

"The bugs are going to get in" I said.

"I don't care, I love bugs".

she hates bugs.

"Sandra, please" I insisted.

"Isn't she lovely?" She said untying the red lace and opening the box "Aww she got me more cherry cigarettes" she kept ignoring me.

"Honestly, I can't stand you when you're like this!" I groaned looking inside my backpack for something else, like a blanket cause that bitch ain't doin shit with the door.

"What? You can't do it? Why don't you have the same guts you had before to kiss your boyfriend's best friend? Why don't you have them to stand up in fucking underwear and close the damn door" she let out angry.

"You know what? Fuck it, you have to change your clothes too and I don't think you want to do it with the door open" I shrugged.

"There's something you're missing" she put the box and the note inside her drawer.

"What?" I sighed annoyed.

"I still have my clothes on, so I can walk and change inside the bathroom" she grabbed her pijamas and stood up from her bed "I was going to do it anyways, I don't want to change in front of you anymore".

I felt a lump in my throat, did she actually mean that? I didn't know I was making her feel uncomfortable or something like that.

"You're a fucking bitch" I tried to hide the feelings so she wouldn't think I care about what she said.

"And you still kissed me" she scoffed.

"You kissed me back!" I raised my voice.

"But you fucking started! What I was supposed to do? Push you away? Beat you up?" She slammed the door angrily "Tell me! I'll do it right fucking now if it's necessary" her voice cracked a little.

"You should have told me to stop! You could have told me 'Cindy, I don't like it, back the fuck up' and I would have done it!" I yelled feeling my eyes getting filled by tears.

"I didn't want to be rude!" She threw the pijamas at her bed "I didn't say that I didn't like it! And I'm sorry for not wanting to be a fucking experiment!".

"Do you really think I'd do that?!".

"You did it! You're fucking dating my best friend and you still kissed me! What the fuck is that?! Tell me, who's the real bitch in this room".

"I don't know Sandra! If I knew you were gonna be like that I would have never have done it!".

"That's the fucking problem Cindy! You don't know shit and you don't care!" She snapped making me flinch.