The days got shorter because of the season change and leaves off trees slowly disappeared. We lived in a state where snow rarely ever fell down, I think Zeus was in charge always. We received over 50 thunderstorms that month.
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When Whitney and I hung out in the summer, I found out she was getting surgery in late November. She stressed about how nervous she was and how upset she was that she would miss her favourite concert. I told her the band was trash anyways, that I'd seen them live already to make her more confident in going in for her surgery. But of course, Penelope had to tell her the truth. I never ever have been to a concert.
I remembered today was the day that Whitney would get her surgery, she was in town for it so I bought a couple things to surprise her with and I headed out.
Walking into the hospital, it made me feel sick. I didn't usually like these environments. The walls were always painted a colour you couldn't stand. Everything looked cheap but in the creepy way. I was carrying fake flowers because I wasn't sure if hospitals accepted real ones. They came in handy when I accidentally walked by the waiting room. Penelope was slumped in her chair with her other best friend next to her. I put the flowers up to cover my face and proceeded to walk. Sometimes I thought maybe if Penelope knew I came by that night, that she wouldn't think I'm such a bad person.
No one was allowed inside yet but I tricked the doctors and nurses by skidding through and into the room. No one noticed me. Whitney looked at me puzzled, if she had the energy I'm sure she would be yelling at me to get out. Her sickness and being nervous, gave her a more gentle outlook on life at the moment. I wanted to hug her, it was like she was laying on her death bed.
A lot changed while Penelope and I were broken up. Whitney and I lost complete contact, I understood why. Sitting at the edge of Whitney's bed, I told her how much I was sorry about everything. I tried my hardest to express how much Penelope and her meant to me and that I would never lie to them about something so serious. I never cheated on her.
"I appreciate you coming by." Was all she could say.
I wish God would give me some answers to proving myself right but there was no right way of proving it. I thought these people knew me well enough to know I had a big heart.
I handed Whitney a comic, an anime movie, and a tee representing one of the bands she adored.
"Don't tell Penelope I came by" But I knew best friends didn't hold things away from one another. I knew she would tell her.
After I kissed her forehead and wished her luck, I walked towards the door feeling like I accomplished nothing.
"Tell your friends to leave her alone, please."
I felt like a lightning rod hit me after she finished her sentence. I turned around and faced her.
"What do you mean?"
"They're bugging her on social media."
"I'll tell them to stop" She probably thought I was behind it too.
I felt annoyed with my group of friends but then I thought it through. I knew that any scandalous things that happened were always announced to the entire group. We found enjoyment in laughing at others together. They would have said something. It wasn't me and it wasn't them, so who could it be?
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Leaving the hospital I went to the local Starbucks down the street. There was a huge line up but I spotted Molly somewhat inching the front. I pushed past people, pretending like I was just going in to find a table but instead stood right by Molly. People were annoyed.
"You can't do that" The angry white girl behind us said to me.
"She's my girlfriend" It shut everyone up.
Molly laughed at my attempts to get people off my back. Little did she know I was really just flirting with her.
We ordered and we sat down. I asked her a bunch of questions. What she was doing now, her family, and then I asked her about Katherine's boyfriend.
"So you know what he looks like?"
"Obviously."
"So tell me then, describe him."
"I can't. You'll have to find out on your own."
But how was I supposed to find out on my own when Katherine threw every light object in his face to cover him up. When anyone tried to take the item off or wrestle him away, she snarled at us and calling us terrible best friends. The night of her party, Juli and her fought over the fact that Katherine couldn't just trust us with his identity. It was pretty big considering they didn't talk for days until one day we all went out and they ended up hugging it out.
I thought Molly would tell me everything about the unknown man in Katherine's life but she didn't. I made eyes at her throughout our conversation. I knew eye contact meant something big, something deep. Every time she talked, my eyes met hers. I knew she liked it, it made her smile. It was the first step of something. When we finished our teas, I walked her out to her car where she offered to drive me home but I was feeling different today.
I decided to walk home that evening because I had too much on my mind.
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Things seemed peaceful for a bit.
