𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

Chapter 12 - Fuck Party

"Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world's original sin. If the cave-man had known how to laugh, History would have been different."
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Alice

I'd expected to see Stella in class. In fact, it's the only reason I've been coming. Of course, I've been attending more and more for a while now, but ever since our argument on the phone, she's been my only reason to actually come regularly - and by regularly, I mean to every class. So, I guess at the end of the day, all you need is motivation.

    The problem is, I didn't see her even once during the whole week. It's like she's been trying her best to not see me, and she's succeeding. However, I'm finding comfort in the fact that she's not going to be able to avoid me any longer, since Alexander's party is tonight, and we will both be present. I will finally get to see her and talk to her, and I really hope the situation has grown on her, that she has thought about it.

    Speaking of the party, I've been anxious about it all day. I know the guys thought it would be a great idea, a fun idea even, to fake my kidnapping , but I'm not so sure about that. Ever since the accident of our parents, Alexander has been so overprotective of me that I cannot even spend one day away from him without receiving thousands of phone calls from him.

    So I have good reasons to think he will not react as intended to their little joke, and might just throw a tantrum once at the party. And during the whole time he'll be convinced I'm not here anymore, he will just be completely afraid and sad and scared and mad and every feeling you could probably feel in those situations. But whatever, I guess.

    Because it's too late : I've already gone without answering his calls or messages during the whole day. When I woke up this morning, I left before his alarm rang, and then I went about my day without any text, any call. Of course, he's been spamming me, but I've been ignoring him. Is it bad to say that it felt great, for once, to be able to live my day without worrying about him ?

    But now that the boys are on their way to our apartment to announce everything to Alexander, I feel very bad. I just hope his reaction won't be too bad. Perhaps they will change their scenario, make something more believable and less worrying. Would be great if they want to have a good night.

    While the boys are taking care of Alexander, I'm getting ready at Ava's house. Way before my argument with Stella, the girls had all planned to get ready together in her house before leaving in the same car to go there. Even after our call, I still wanted to go, so I did. I've been here for thirty minutes so far, thirty minutes of braiding hair and putting on makeup, and still Stella hasn't showed up. The more minutes pass, the worse I feel.

    We were both so excited for this party that we'd been planning for so long that it feels weird to be getting ready for it without her. I'm even wearing the dress she picked for me : a short midnight blue dress with silver sequin stars sewn on it, shimmering in the light like a thousand small lights. She had picked matching necklaces for us both : mine was one of a star, hers of a moon. It feels wrong to wear this outfit if she's not here, and the only thing I want is for her to appear, wearing her necklace. She can ignore me for all I care : I only want to see her. I miss my best friend.

    – So, like, does anyone know what's up with Stella ? Ava asks.

    I've seen the look on the girl's faces when I've arrived alone, but until now, they hadn't asked any questions.

    – Perhaps she changed her mind, suggests Camille. I mean, it's possible that she catched a cold or something, or perhaps there will be someone she doesn't like and that she really doesn't want to see.