~Rome POV~
I was waiting at the front of the school for Christian to come out. It should be about time for them to leave.
Then there she was, standing in her beautiful glory. I looked to the left of her and noticed some guy she was talking to smiling down at her. She hasn't noticed me yet. I'm not one to be jealous or to stop a conversation abruptly so I decided to just text her to let her know I'm here. She replied with okay and looked around until she noticed me.
She waved goodbye to the guy and walked towards the car, her emotions giving off between sad and happy. I opened the door for her to get in from the inside and listened to her let out a large exhale as she fell back on the seat.
"How was it?" I asked hoping it wasn't that bad. "It wasn't bad but I just feel like I could've done better," She lowered her head onto the head rest and looked up at the ceiling of the car. I brought my arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm sure you did great beautiful. God got you." I placed another kiss and started the car so we can head out.
"Oh, who was that guy?" I questioned, just curious to who he is. "That's Andrew. We were just discussing how we think the exam went." She assured me and I nodded.
We were halfway towards Christian house when my phone decided to go off.
Three times.
I was about to pick it up but Christian got it before I did and looked at the message.
"What the fuck?" I heard her mumble and my head snapped towards her. "Christian come on, why would you say that word?" I rolled my eyes. "You're worried about what I say when you should be worried about what the hell I see here!" Her voice was riling up in anger and I knew I had to explain fast. She stared at the screen for a little longer and then flipped it around so I can see. It was Mallory.
Mallory: Hey, thanks for coming over, I appreciate you a lot for the help.
I went quiet because I wasn't sure how to explain to Christian that she needed a friend after telling me about the death of her grandma. I just wanted to comfort her. She would probably still be as upset though, but we did nothing.
"Hello!? Rome!? Start talking bro." She snaps her fingers in my face and I was slowly getting riled up as well. I tried my best to remain calm but it does make me angry when someone is all up in my face shouting at me. I thought about the memory verse James 1:19 and tried to take it into consideration.
"She needed comforting." Was the only thing I ended up letting out. I needed to say more. Come on. Say more Rome.
"She for sure needed comforting right? Rome I just came from my exam and I'm tired and this is what you have me dealing with right now? Not even that but you've been seeing her behind my back!?" She shouted and I shook my head no. I barely saw her. I went once to take her home when she got in that accident and this time because of the death in her family and she was in such a bad state. I was trying to be a good friend.
"I wasn't Christian. I went once when she got in a accident and then today because of the death of her grandma," I forced out and she looked at me in even more anger for some reason.
I thought that if I let her know that she would relax why does she look more mad?
"Rome. Were you not planning on telling me any of this?" She rolled her eyes and turned towards the window not waiting for my response. "Christian you're overreacting right now. You're clearly showing signs that you don't trust me and I haven't done anything to make you think that way," I sighed. "When you want to speak normally instead of jumping to conclusions then talk to me, but for now I'm taking you home." I raised my voice a little and she went quiet.
I pulled up in front of her house and she opened the door on her side, grabbed her backpack and slammed the door shut. I stayed seated in the car because if I said anything it would result in another argument. "Don't tell me I'm overreacting. Maybe if you told me what it was, I wouldn't be thinking this way because I don't think you were ever intending on telling me," She hissed through her teeth and then walked away and went inside her house.
I ignored that comment she made and watched her walk inside and then I drove off and went home. The problem is how quick she is to jump to conclusions and accuse me. I wasn't even given a chance to fully explain myself, instead I was just shouted at for helping someone. That does bother me and I think we need to work on some areas in this relationship if she wants this to work.
