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14. Excuse me?

I'm having the stitches removed in a couple of days. I'm supposed to meet up with Park to discuss the some volunteer work I was doing together with him over the holiday. I haven't really spent much time with either him or Andy ever since... well, since I found out that Andy cost me my scholarship by throwing me under the bus for something he did.

I'm not sure how to reconcile with that. I've worked very hard my entire life just to survive and get some education only for my so called best friend to recklessly commit a crime and blame me for it, costing me a Masters Degree Scholarship in the process. Park argues that Andy didn't know. So what? Does that make everything ok? Should Andy have blamed anyone else but himself in the first place? It's been over two months and despite everything we've been through, I only see strangers whenever I look at those two.

"Hey... Harry."

"Park. What's this about? Is something wrong at the school?"

"No. Actually, the Principal wanted to let you know that he's writing a letter of recommendation to all the Institutions you've applied to."

"Is that all?"

"I thought you'd be happy to hear this Harry. He's a reputable person and his recommendation is-"

"I didn't ask him for it in the first place! Why would he write me one?" I asked. Trying hard not to snap.

"I may have mentioned that you're thinking of furthering your studies after graduation."

Silence.

"And even though I know I can't get you your scholarship back, I know that it's not yet too late to apply to other scholarship programs."

"Of course!" I said with a huff. "You're doing this so Andy can sleep well at night right? Don't bother. I moved past that."

"No you haven't! We worked together the entire break and this is the longest conversation we've had."

"There's not been much to talk about. And pardon me but I'm not really interested in you trying to clear your conscience."

"It's a little hypocritical of you, don't you think? Considering who you're sharing your bed with!"

"Excuse me?"

"Are you going to deny it? At first it didn't make any sense to me why he so easily agreed to take care of you. I thought he felt guilty but then I saw how tender he was in taking care of you. And I remembered the panic attack you had at the hospital when you awoke and he wasn't there! Of all people you could've- It had to be him?" Park said with a tinge of disgust.

"Who I fuck is none of your business Park. And Espada didn't steal my future in Academia, Andy did! And you helped cover it up! You were supposed to be my best friend! Espada has never pretended to be my friend!" I said, voice shaking slightly.

"Harry, I didn't mean-"

"I don't care what you meant." I got up to leave but... "And Park, I don't need your help with ANYTHING!" I added and walked away.

My chest was constricting, I wanted to scream. I passed by my favorite pastry shop to get something yummy to eat. I'm a firm believer in eating my frustrations away. I must've been really absent minded because I was snapped back by Mrs. Mindy's concerned voice.

"Are you doing ok sweetheart?" She asked.

"Yes. Thank you! I just need... something to eat."

"One strawberry milkshake coming right up! I have something new I'm trying out, want to have a taste? I could use some unbiased feedback."

"I'd love to!"