Mutinous

Chapter 41

It was almost as if I could feel her eyes bore through my back. She was not sitting even remotely close, yet it was like she was swarming around me like an annoying fly.

"She looks miserable," Harry stated, and I looked behind me meeting her eyes if only for a brief moment as she pretended to be occupied with something else.

"She isn't alone though," I said, not being in the mood to talk to her. She had hurt me and her reasoning for doing so seemed childish.

"I think you should talk to her," Harry suggested, and I scrunched my nose at him.

"She hurt me Harry, and she hurt you most importantly," I fought him knowing he was not the bad guy in this situation.

"She didn't actually hurt me, love. She might have made me out to be a bad person, but you were the one hurt by it and not me."

"You're saying I should forgive her?" I asked wondering why he was saying these things. Her actions had been uncalled for.

"I don't know, maybe. That's totally up to you, but maybe putting it in the past would be a good idea. She is after all your best friend."

"Was," I corrected him.

"Okay was, but it's not like she kissed me or that I cheated on you with her. She seems genuinely sorry."

His words made me feel uncomfortable. I did not hope that the thought of cheating on me with her had even crossed his mind and hopefully not her's either. "But what she did was wrong, Harry."

"Indeed it was. I'm not trying to defend her, El. But life is too short feeling remorse towards people. And it's definitely too short for someone to be miserable."

I knew I was twisting his words, but I could not help but say this. "So you think I should forgive my father for everything he has done."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Of course not, because he does not feel sorry for the things he has done, and because he keeps hurting you. With Jennifer it is more of a one time thing and from the look on her face she seems more than sorry."

"Maybe she's still jealous. Maybe she wants you to herself and that is why she's miserable."

"Maybe," he chuckled, "but I highly doubt that. She might just feel lonely." He grabbed my hand. "Because she doesn't have her best friend to share everything with." He gave me a smile, and I relaxed a little. My body had been all worked up with annoyance.

I knew Harry was right. Somehow, being annoyed with Jen was easy. I wasn't sure how to go on about talking to her even if I did miss her. I wanted to forgive her and move past this, but I could not just walk over to her and forgive her. Could I? I had not known Jen for that long, but she had still become an important part of my life in a short amount of time. She had been a rock to hold on through stormy weather, and I knew I had unintentionally put her aside since Harry had entered my life.

"I should talk to her shouldn't I?"

"You should, but not because I told you to, but because it makes sense to you to do so. Otherwise there's no point."

"But I wouldn't want to l talk to her if you hadn't told me to."

"But does it makes sense to do so?"

"Yes."

"Then there's your answer, love."

I sighed heavily and gave him a small smile before I grabbed my purse and headed in the direction of Jen. She had seen me coming towards her, but as I came closer she pretended to be busy in a conversation with some of the other people around the table even though it was quite obvious she wasn't.