"I don't know why I'm so moody today. I just don't understand why you can't stop teasing him." I stare at Christian from across the table. After school we met up at this little French style café by the river. Its the cutest little place and right now I'm kind of a little busy giving Christian the third degree to think about that.
He stutters for a second. "Rosaline, when I kissed you, it wasn't just for fun. Tyler obviously gets that. The teasing part is just for fun. I'm good at it."
"Well find a different hobby! He's been my best friend since the 4th grade. I'm sorry but if it comes down to it, I would cut you off in a second just to keep him around."
"Wow. Okay you know what? I get it. We can be friends but that doesn't automatically grant some kind of thing saying I have to stop liking you. Because that's not happening."
"Alright fair enough. Then we'll just stop being friends until your feelings do change." I lean back in my chair, sip my coffee and cross my arms.
He scoffs. "Are you serious right now?"
"Do I look like I'm kidding, Christian?"
He pauses, laughs and takes up the same position as me, shaking his head. "I cannot believe you right now. You would seriously end a friendship over this? Rosaline, you're my only good friend."
"Better make some more then."
"Whatever." He sets a $10 bill on the table and walks out. "Call me when you're done being a bitch Rosaline." He says it under his breath so I can barely hear it. I don't think I was meant to. I sit in shock for a few seconds, then gather my wits and storm out.
I drive angrily back home and slam the door when I get there. Ty's parents aren't home for another couple hours otherwise I wouldn't have done it. I stomp up the stairs and straight into my room and slam that door too. I flop face first onto the bed and start screaming into the 3-inch-thick comforter. I do it for a few minutes and only stop when I hear the door open.
"Are you alright?" Ty says quietly.
"Get. Out!"
He doesn't at first so I turn around and glare at him. He slowly backs out and shuts the door behind him. I stare at the ceiling and I start to cry.
Why am I crying? Why are you crying you idiot?! Knock it off! Stop throwing a hissy fit and act like the 18 year old that you are.
"UUGGGGGHHHHH." I wipe my face off and sit up straight. I kick off my boots and open my bag. I write "having a mental breakdown, please do not disturb" on a small piece of paper and tape it to my door. I glance down the hall and see that Ty's door is closed too. I take advantage of the moment and grab the fluffiest towel I can find, a clean pair of pink and black aztec print pajama pants and a white tanktop and I quickly walk into the bathroom and draw myself a bath.
While the water is filling up I look at the shelf above the towel rack where all the bath salts are. I look through them and find one that says "cinnamon roll" and I dunp some of it in the tub. It smells identical to the real thing and I settle in.
Next thing I know, my fingers and toes are pruny and the light coming through the small window above the bathtub is no longer light. I drain the bathtub and look at my phone. 5:30?!?!?! There is no way I was in there for an hour and a half. I unlock it and I've got 3 texts from Tyler asking if I'm alright. I get dressed and make sure to slam the door to my room when I get in.
I do homework for a couple of hours and though it kills me, I don't come down for dinner even though I can hear the three of them laughing and talking like a family should. I heard someone come up the stairs a little while ago, stop in front of my door take the note down and walk back down the stairs again. Around 8:30, Avenlea and Zion's door shuts and I assume they've gone to bed. A while later, Ty goes upstairs and shuts his door too.
My stomach has been growling for the last 20 minutes so I silently open my door and go downstairs. I open the fridge and pull out a container of leftover pasta and a small tub of strawberries and turn to set them on the counter. When I do, Tyler is leaning over the island and I jump and scream when I see him.
"Jesus Tyler! What the hell!"
He stands up straight. "Are you done ignoring me now?"
Just for that, I narrow my eyes, put the pasta in the microwave for 2 minutes, grab the strawberries and walk around him to the table. I put the strawberries down and walk around him again to get a glass of water. I don't look at him as I walk around him once more to sit at the table. I sit and pretend to be super interested in my strawberries until the timer on the microwave beeps. I stand up to get it but Tyler is already there, grabbing a fork and setting it in front of me.
"I know you like eating out of the container." He kisses me on the forehead and walks upstairs again.
I pout a little while I eat my food in silence. When I'm done, I put the bowl in the sink and the rest of the strawberries back in the fridge then go upstairs and brush my teeth. I have a moment of weakness and go to tell Ty I'm sorry. I get as far as opening his door and stepping inside when I notice that he's asleep. I rethink my whole idea and decide I shouldn't be the one to have to apologize. I pad quietly over to him and kiss him on the forehead.
"I love you." I whisper to him. I run silently out of the room, gently closing the door behind me and I go to bed.
