Chapter Five: Apologies Among Friends

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Wednesdays Pov:

I wake up to the door closing, I roll over and I look over and it was Enid passing through the door.

"You're late." I said looking at the clock it was well past 11.

"So, I was hanging out with Yoko." I watch her literally kick off her shoes. I sit up looking at her with confusion.

"Are you okay? You have been very weird all day today."

"I'm fine." she walks into the bathroom, I sit there trying to figure out what was going on. She comes out of the bedroom.

"Can we talk Enid?" I asked her trying to figure out what was going on with her. She rolls her eyes at me.

"Now you want to talk, we haven't talked all day" she spits at me, I have never seen her like this.

"Please Enid come sit down so we can talk." she lets out a low growl but she crosses the floor and makes her way over to my side of the room, she plops on the bed and sits next to me. We lean back laying on the wall with our feet out. "Alright the truth and only the truth right now. Okay?" she nods her head. "Tell me what's going on."

"I dont like Y/n" I raised my eyebrow. Where was this coming from?

"Funny you liked her yesterday."

"She got you to get a phone, and you're hanging out with her all day."

"Enid, are you jealous?" She nods her head and pulls her legs closer to her body and hugs them. "Enid, you have no reason to be jealous of Y/n, you are my best friend and roommate."

"But you are always talking to her, you are even texting her. Texting Wednesday, a week ago you hated phones. A week ago you hated everything, now all of a sudden you are texting and performing a song when you think outreach day is stupid" what am I supposed to tell her, I can't tell her the truth.

"She's cool, I'm just trying to impress her, that's all." She looks at me like she's trying to figure out what I'm saying.

"Can I ask you something? Promise me you will tell me the truth." I nod my head. "Do you maybe have a bit of a crush on her?" I take a deep breath.

"Yes" I said quietly, not sure if she heard me.

"The cold and hateful Wednesday is like someone, OMG I never would have thought I would see the day." she says dramatically, but she's not wrong. I don't know what I am going to do about it. I don't want it to seem like I am asking her out of pity. "Are you going to tell her?"

"I don't know. I want to, I just don't know if it would be a good idea. God my parents would love the idea. They are going to torcher me when they find out, and not the good kind."

"Why not?"

"Enid, the last time I kissed someone, he was a murderer and tried to kill me and the entire school. Including you"

"I would have thought murder and trying to kill you would have been a turn on for you." she laughs nudging me. I felt my face heat up and Enid noticed it. "I think the best thing you can do is ask her to the Rave'n next month."

"Do you think she would say yes?" she nods her head and smiles

"Yes, I just hope it ends better than it did last time, I am in no mood to get covered by paint again."

"That was the best part." she makes a face and I start to laugh. "I will ask her after outreach day. Or do you think I should ask her tomorrow just in case?"

"Tomorrow just in case. But what if she says no and then you have to spend all of your time with her and that might affect outreach day." My eyes widened and I started to get nervous again. "No this will be fine I promise." I nod my head. "Are you gonna wear the same dress as last year?"

"I don't know, I love that dress but I don't know if I should wear it because of last year."

"We can do dress shopping and see if you would like any of those. Oooo I bet you would look hot in a suit." I raise my eyebrow and smile

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea. Though we should get to bed, it is really late now." Enid stands up and smiles at me.

"I'm sorry for acting jealous."

"I'm sorry that I didn't notice it sooner." She gives me a light touch on my leg just brushing it with her fingers. She knows that I don't like touch either but I feel with enough time I could like it enough to tolerate it for certain people.

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