Why Me?

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked around my room, wondering what woke me but didn't see anything. Then I remembered that Dad was home and Eve lives here now. For years Eve hated my dad, even before he started to abuse me. And when Eve grew up and became bold, he hated her too. I jumped out of bed, racing into the hall, trying to hear any arguing of some sort.

But there was nothing. It was silent and dark throughout the house.

I went to Eve's door, raising my hand to knock when I realized her door was ajar. I stepped in silently and looked at her sitting up in bed. She had her head tilted to the side, looking at nothing and biting her lip. A telltale sign that she was in deep thought. I shut the door and walked over to the bed, climbing in with her. After a couple of seconds, Eve rested her head on my shoulder. We stayed like that for a little while.

"He asked me out on a second date." Eve whispered. "And I said yes, why would I say yes Aab?" She lifted her head to look at me and tears formed in her eyes. I shrugged my shoulder resulting in her chuckling while shaking her head.

Silence fell over us again and I tried to think of something to say.

"I'm so tired but I can't sleep," she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. "I'm so tired of a lot of things."

"Like what?" I asked her. She stared into the distance before shifting her gaze at me.

"Can I trust you?" I was surprised, we trusted each other with everything... Or at least, I thought we did.

"Eve..." I sighed, wondering what to say. "We've been best friends for years, and we know things about each other that no one else does." I lifted my hand, only extending the pinky finger. "I pinky promise that you can trust me with the dirtiest, most embarrassing, shameful, or awkward secret that you have and there will never be any judgments."

Eve stared at it silently before raising her own and locking the two fingers together. A tear rolled off her face and onto our linked hands. Then she let it fall and stared back at the wall.

"I still love him... And I know that it's not a young, naive love. It's real. I am IN love Wyatt Andrew Adams. A boy that I have been with for almost 3 years." She started sobbing by this point, her hands ripping at her hair. "And no matter what I do, I can't get him out of my head! I just want it to stop! I JUST WANT IT TO STOP!"

"Eve," I grabbed her hands, stopping her movement. "You're going to ruin your hair, didn't Wyatt comment how much he loved your hair." Even though her hands stopped, her sobbing hadn't.

"Yea, but he always said that my best feature were my eyes. That since the moment he saw me, my eyes pulled him in, like gravity." Her hands fell to her sides.

"Talk to him, straighten all of this out, tell him how you feel. How you really feel about him."

"Why bother? I heard from people that he's going out with this new girl. It won't matter, I knew that he became interested in someone else." Eve scuffed. "God, look how pathetic I'm being over a guy... Me, Evelyn Beckett, is going berserk over a guy."

Eve slumped back into the mountain of pillows on her bed. Her eyes were trained on the ceiling, tears still streaming down her face.

"You want to know what I'm so tired of Adeline?" She asked. "I'm so tired of pining after him. I'm so tired of crying over him; of loving him with everything that I have and knowing that he doesn't reciprocate my feelings, that he never will. I'm so tired of him being in my damn head every second."

She sat straight up, wiping away the tears and brushing her hair over her shoulder.

"No more! If he wants to be with someone else, then I'll support him. If he's happy, then I'll feel better and it'll be easier to date Aaron. I can't keep ignoring him and thinking that he doesn't exist, he's our friend, my friend."