Chapter 20: You deleted what?

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Rowan's POV:
"Rowan, you're here. This is great. I need to talk to you and Peyton," she told me in a worried yet serious tone. I just nodded my head and walked back downstairs. Tears were threatening to come down my eyes. Are Peyton and G a thing? I'm scared and not ready to find out. "Um, Peyton?" I motioned for him to come over.

He must've noticed my eyes, "Rowan, what's wrong? Are you okay?" I hesitated to ask, but the question came out anyway. "Are y-you and G..together?" I asked, my head titled to the ground. "What? No, of course not."

"Then why is she in your loft?" His eyebrows raise and he quickly takes both of us upstairs. As soon as G sees us she speaks, "I need to tell you guys something. Its really important." I decided not to argue so I simply took a seat, watching Peyton with a concerned face sit down next to me. G was really quiet and she looked like she was about to cry. "G, what's going on?" Peyton asked her.

She made eye contact with both of us. "You both are going to be mad, but..you deserve to know the truth." Me and Peyton looked at each other and then back at G, waiting for her to speak. "I'm the whole who deleted Rowan's number and the voicemail. I'm so sorry." I'm trying to control my anger where Peyton had no self control left in him.

"You did what?!" Peyton yells as he stands up from his seat. "Peyton I didn't-" "You didn't what G?! I thought that you were there for me throughout all of my heartache, and you wanted to be a good friend to help me, but no. That's not the case, is it? I told you how I felt about what happened. I cried for hours on end, but you didn't care. I can't believed that you were an actual good friend." I pulled Peyton back down. "Peyton, I'm pissed too, but before things get out of hand, just let her explain."

I was furious that G did what she did, but before I take my turn and yell at her, I want to give her a chance to inform us on why she deleted that voicemail. "Why?" I simply asked her, as I looked dead in her eye.

She took a deep breathe, "At first, I was only there to comfort you because I wanted to get closer to you. I wanted you to think that I was there for you out of friendship and not a crush. When you got the voicemail, you were out of the house and you left your phone, since I was already there, I saw it and I got jealous. I listened to it, and I'm sorry that I did. It was an invasion of your privacy to be on your phone without your permission in the first place. I acted before I could think of what I was doing. I deleted the voicemail and any evidence that Rowan tried to get ahold of you. And I took it as a chance to make a move on you so I kept going. When I saw how even more heart broken and scared you were, I knew that I needed to give you up and stop trying. When you tried to- I mean never mind. I'm sorry I'll just go." I stopped her before she could leave and saw Peyton's nervous face.

"What was she going to say Peyton?" I look him in the eye and worry about what his answer might be. "Don't lie." He sighed. "When G left my house that day, I tried to..kiss her. It never actually happened Row-"

"You tried kissing her? Seriously Peyton?! That was the same day that you told me that you still loved me! And yet you went straight to G?!" I yelled at him. I walked past him and ran to the park. He still loves me? Bullshit..

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