Freak

Chapter 12

Saturday

The next morning everyone in the Emerson house woke up to the smell of waffles that Gareth made for us. They were delicious and he went all out making a warm berry sauce and setting the leftover fresh fruit aside as toppings. Gareth also made homemade whipped cream and when I took my first bite with a little bit of everything on it...let's just say I was ready to get on my knees.
After breakfast and a sweet farewell from Cherri and Abby, the boys drove me home and dropped me off after holding me hostage in my own driveway for half an hour making me listen to "Sheet Metal on tape" as Eddie described it. Once the tape finally ran its course, I was finally released and ran inside before they could reset the tape and lock me in again.
After I got inside I watched them drive away and walked to my room, contemplating the past 24 hours yet again. I mean can you blame me? There was just so much that happened.

I'm still in my "fuck Chris" feelings a little bit but for the most part my attention is fixed on the boys. More specifically how they both make me feel. It almost feels wrong to like both of them at the same time considering they're literally best friends. I mean if they knew I liked them both they might decide to drop me in order to preserve their friendship. I wouldn't blame them for doing that but I'd definitely be disappointed, especially since one of the three friends I made on the first day was already over our friendship apparently.
Stop thinking about Chris, y/n, fucking Christ. There's bigger shit to worry about right now.
Maybe "worry" isn't the right word to describe how I'm feeling but I don't have any other words that sum up the butterflies in my stomach feeling like they were about to burst through my body.

I like them both. Different reasons but still equally...I think. Maybe not? The kiss with Gareth was...I felt A LOT of things when that happened.
Not only had we made out until Eddie came back much later than he said he would, but Gareth invited me to come over to his house after the Corroded Coffin concert on Tuesday.
Even though it's pretty likely that Eddie will come with us back to Gareth's house, I couldn't help feeling excited at the idea of being left alone with Gareth again. The fear of being caught doing more than just kissing last night was part of what made me so interested in seeing Gareth again.
That and the thing that Gareth whispered to me when Eddie walked in and interrupted his invite.
"What would you say if I asked you to wear a skirt for me Tuesday?"
At the time I had looked over my shoulder at him and raised my eyebrows as nonchalant as I could manage.
"I'd say me and my short skirt will see you Tuesday."
I made him blush with that one and I quickly ran off towards the garage where Eddie was directing us before Gareth could come up with a response. Once we were all in the car obviously he couldn't follow up on what I had said but I noticed Gareth's frequent glances at me through the rear view and made sure to wink at him the last time he did it before I hopped out of the car.
Now I was back in my room and I kept replaying everything me and Gareth had done last night...and what I wanted to do next time.
What I wanted to do now was call the twins and tell them everything. Not sure if Chris had told them a warped version of what happened yesterday afternoon but it was worth a shot to call them anyways and see if I still had 2/3 of my friends left.

Phone call with Tara:
"Hello?"
"Hey Tara! It's y/n."
"Oh. Hi!"
Thank god she doesn't sound mad.
"So...how've y'all been?"
She snorted on the other side of the line and I cringed a little.
Here it comes.
"Uh...fine? Why are you being weird dude you're acting like we're distant cousins who've only met once as kids and are now being forced to socialize."
"Stoppp I'm sorry. It's nothing honestly, just...I've got something exciting to tell y'all."
"Oh? You wanna get dinner with me and Kristin tonight? You can tell us then."
"Sure. Where at?"
"Shit I didn't even think about that. Uhhh hey Kristin," Tara yelled over her shoulder, "Where do you wanna get dinner?"
"Uhhh sushi place on Main?"
"Okay! Sushi place on Main," Tara repeated back to me.
"Is y/n coming?," I heard Kristin yell in the background.
"Yep. She's got a secret she wants to tell us apparently."
I could hear the interest in her tone and felt myself growing excited.
Okay so either Chris didn't get to them with some made up bullshit OR they don't blame me.
Either way thank the fucking gods.
"Okay well we'll see you there y/n. 5:00?"
"Works for me. See ya!"