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"OKAY SO.. WHY DIDN'T YOU SLAP HER?" a long, winding sigh waved out of Ellie's mouth. The hot sun pressed against her bare skin, only covered by the black bikini Estee had offered her a few hours ago. It had been almost 3 hours of the pair sitting in the sun in Estee's apartment pool. The two girls were both lounged out in the pool chairs, their backs resting against the wood of the chairs. Ellie felt no sense of uncertainty when she was around Estee, it felt like pure bliss. She would never be able to thank Estee enough for never leaving her side.

     Ellie pulled down her black sunglasses before peering over to Estee, who had already locked eyes with Ellie. "Es, I told you, I don't give a fuck about Brianna" she began, "and when it comes to Fuckshit.. I'm happy with where we're at right now. We're just friends and he's a big boy... he can fuck whoever he wants to" the girl pushed back up her sunglasses, her eyes closing underneath them as she soaked in the sun again for a moment.

     Silence crept over Ellie, causing her to shoot another glance at Estee, prepared for her argue back, but the girl was simply smiling at Ellie with an intense look in her eyes.

     "What?"

     Estee flipped onto her side, facing Ellie with the same smile still on her face. "I love this new Ellie. I mean, seriously. Not caring about what Fuckshit does? Amazing" Ellie's eyes rolled as her head turned back towards the sun.

     Ellie had a lot of time to think clearly after she the group had left the courthouse and after the ordeal with Brianna. She realized just how much the girl 'wanted' Fuckshit. Ellie thought it was truly hilarious how this was the same girl who once told Ellie to stay away from Fuckshit because he was bad news. Here she was, obsessing over the boy just how Ellie once had. She almost felt bad for Brianna. She was fucking delusional.

But Ellie couldn't hate her for it. She could hate her, but not for being delusional over Fuckshit.

Ellie had been just the same.

     Ellie had come to the agreement in her head that she just wanted to be friends with Fuckshit, and she wasn't willing to lose him over Brianna. She would sit back and let them do whatever they wanted to do.

With a gentle jolt, Estee sat upright. Her long, thin torso glowed in the sunlight as she moved closer to Ellie. "Be my date to a club tonight" Estee's word caused a spark to light up in Ellie's mind.

     "A club?"

     Estee nodded, clasping her hands together excitedly. "Teresa's cousin is opening his club tonight, I thought you might be too pissed off to go butttt" a cheeky smiled formed on the girl's face, waiting impatiently for an answer from Ellie.

     A night out with Estee. What could go wrong?

     "How can I say no?" Ellie playfully smirked as Estee fell against her, squeezing her face like a proud parent, "Okay buttttt.. if Fuckshit comes, you can't abandon me" Ellie's head dropped to the side, an innocent look on her face, "I promise" she huffed. In a way, the comment made her feel guilty. Did she abandon Estee for Fuckshit?

Estee slowly went back to her comfortable position, letting the sun melt against her torso and legs. As silence took over the girl's, a deep inhale came from Estee's chest before she spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

     "What did he even say to you, Els? when y'all went on that ride."

     Ellie was quite for a moment. It was pure guilt that she was feeling. Everytime she thought about Fuckshit's words and his feelings, a piece of her heart broke. She felt like it was all starting to come to her; it was her fault. She knew she broke his heart by going to Oregon and she knew sooner or later she'd break it again by going back.