One and Only

True Friends Always Help Each Other ;)

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CHAPTER 12

"stop the car!" I cry out the second we turn the corner of my street. The stranger called Barry turns and looks at me bewildered by my sudden yell.

"why?"

"I-I can't go with you to the play, I'm so sorry, I just- I have something else to do, please stop the car"

"what?" I roll my eyes annoyed. Am I speaking Chinese or What? I want to get down of the car dumb-ass!

"I'm supposed to be meeting someone in half an hour and it's very important, I just can't go to the play"

"but your father said you were free..." he says in confusion.

"my father is an ass! He didn't even ask if I agreed to this in the first place"

"oh I had no idea..."

"Please, let me go, this is truly important" I say, pressing my hands together in a begging way.

"I understand your situation Rachel, but I'm afraid that won't be possible...your father made me responsible of you for tonight...what if something happens to you or he finds out I left you with someone else?...I can't do that, I'm sorry"

"please, I promise he'll never know, I'll tell him we went to the play and had a blast, deal?"

"....still, I don't want to take the risk, I know your father and how protective of you he is..."

"Well thank you for ruining my day!" I say crossing my arms in anger and turning my eyes towards the road ahead. I glare at it, wishing that the hard cement turned into sticky mud and left us no other choice but to stop the car that is only taking further and further away from Ross.

"Is that person you were meeting your boyfriend?" he asks little after. I hesitate for a moment whether to tell him the truth or not.

"no...it's just a friend of mine" I lie; he is a stranger after all, and an ally of my father, which is even worse. "Can we at least stop by her house, please?" I ask hopeful. Maybe Ross didn't leave his house yet and I still can explain this madness to him.

"We're near the highway, I can't make a u-turn now...plus we are kind of late for the play..."

"as if I care about that"

"Why don't you call your friend from the theatre?" and why don't you just leave me alone? Can't you see that I don't have the smallest interest in going to this play with you? I shrug my shoulders in resignation and shrink in the seat, wanting this twisted night to be over this instant.

(...)

"pick up, pick up, pick up Ross please" I pray, eyes closed.

"hello?" Jack's voice interrupts my prayer.

"hi! Can I speak to Ross please?" I ask right away.

"who is this?"

"em, a friend of him..."

"Ross left some minutes ago" the little hope I was holding drops heavily to the floor, dragging my happiness with it and leaving me completely weak and down-hearted. I rest my back on the nearest wall, dreading an embarrassing fall. I hear something on the other side of the receiver, but I'm still too lifeless to even pay attention. "sorry?" I manage to mutter.

"do you wish to leave a message?" Jack politely repeats.

"it's okay-" my voice cracks; tears flooding my eyes. "I...I'll call later" I say before hanging the phone in deep misery. Why does this have to be so complicated!