Chapter 15

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As they sit in the warehouse, the silence is deafening. Stormie can feel the weight of everyone's gaze on her, the accusation in their eyes. But she knows she did it for a reason. She had to show Lia that she couldn't just ignore her feelings and expect everything to be okay.The air feels thick with the scent of burnt candles and the tang of regret. Stormie's mind races as she tries to come up with the right words to explain herself. But before she can speak, Tyler breaks the silence. "What the fuck, Stormie?" she says, her voice laced with anger. "You knew Lia didn't feel the same way."Stormie flinches at the accusation, but she knows Tyler's right. She'd used the dare as a weapon, a way to get back at Lia for pushing her away. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her eyes filling with tears. "I just... I just wanted her to know how much she means to me."Brooklynn shakes her head, her voice hard. "That's not how you do it," she says. "You can't just force someone to feel something."The words sting, but Stormie knows they're true. She'd let her anger and hurt cloud her judgment, and now she's lost the one person she's ever truly loved. The reality of the situation crashes down on her like a ton of bricks.The group is torn, their loyalties split between Lia and Stormie. Michael tries to be the voice of reason, but even he's struggling to understand the mess they've all created. "We have to talk to her," he says, his voice tight with tension. "We can't just ignore what happened."They all agree, though the dread of facing Lia is like a heavy stone in their stomachs. They know they've hurt her, and they need to make it right.The next day, they track Lia down at her favorite spot in the park, a secluded area with a view of the city skyline. She's sitting on a bench, her head in her hands. When she sees them approaching, she stands up, her eyes flashing with anger."What do you want?" she snaps, her voice cold.They stumble over their words, trying to explain, to apologize. But Lia isn't having it. "You think you can just play games with people's hearts?" she says, her voice shaking. "You think it's all fun and games?"They stand there, unsure of what to say. They know they've hurt her, and they know they've hurt each other. But they also know that without their friendship, they're nothing."Look," Thomas says, stepping forward. "We're sorry. We didn't mean to... to make it all so complicated."Lia crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing. "You didn't mean to?" she repeats. "You didn't mean to kiss me in front of everyone?"Stormie takes a deep breath, stepping up beside Thomas. "I did it because I love you," she says, her voice firm. "And I know it was a shitty way to show it, but I didn't know how else to make you see."Lia's expression softens, but only slightly. "Love isn't about games," she says. "It's about respect and honesty."They nod, understanding dawning in their eyes. They've learned the hard way that love isn't something to be toyed with, that it requires a delicate balance of vulnerability and courage."We're here for you," Zinnia says, her voice gentle. "We're all just trying to figure this out."Lia looks at each of them, her eyes searching their faces. "I don't know if I can forgive you," she says. "But I know I can't do this without you."The group exhales in relief, their shoulders sagging. They sit down on the bench, the tension slowly dissipating as they talk, sharing their fears and their hopes. It's the first step toward rebuilding their friendship, toward finding a way to move forward.

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