Destination: Beautiful (It's back!)

Chapter 18

-Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation-

"Hi Elle."

"Hi Hollis," I murmured sweetly.

"God Elle, you are adorable."

I smiled, "So did you call me just to give me an ego boost?"

"Not exactly,"

"Okay, then why?" I bit my lip, hoping for good news. Something spontaneous and exciting. I knew it was at least worth a call from Hollis, who was a texter.

"I have to leave town for a few days." He expressed quickly, but not too fast that I couldn't catch it.

"Is everything okay? Should I be concerned?"

"Oh, no, babe don't worry, I'm just going fishing upstate with my dad."

"Phew, alright, well, have fun."

"Good one," he laughed a stiff augh and continued. "and Elle?"

"Yes, Hollis?"

"I'm gonna miss you."

"I'll miss you too."

We hung up the phone and I flopped on my bed, thinking that my boyfriend is heaven sent.

I decided to check my facebook with my new found boredom. I scrolled down the home page, looking for something notable in my friends statuses. Or is it stati? Hm...

Most of the posts were about menial things like buying a coke or going out to dinner. There was a peppering of song lyrics, and some pictures.

I scrolled on last time to see a little red heart. I stopped and looked at the post.

"William Ross went from being 'single' to 'in a relationship.'"

I reread it, and then again.

Boy, he moved on quickly. Oh well. I hopped up from my computer and made my way into the living room to catch up on Teen Wolf. 

I sat on the couch feeling odd. It felt like...jealousy. Not that I was jealous of the whole Will situation, I have a boyfriend, and I wouldn't trade him for anyone in the world.

Was I even allowed to feel jealous? Is that some minor form of cheating? Does this make me a bad person, or just human?

I recognise the feeling from when Joe and Holly were together. We used to go out as a trio, and an hour in I was always demoted to third wheel status.

One night really stands out in my mind.

We were at a small gathering at a restaurant in east Boston. We had a booth in the corner of the place.

"I'm always thinking about you." Joe whispered to Holly, but unfortunately I could hear.

"Really? That's so cute! Isn't he just adorable Elle?" Holly asked me with a silly grin plastered on her face.

"Oh, yeah, uh, sure."

"Are you bored Elle? I could find call someone for you, I have a few cuties lined up."

That was the thing, everytime we went somewhere, Holly would ask me if I wanted a guy to keep me occupied. That wasn't what I wanted. I just wanted a night out with my friends for once without it turning into some kind of double date.

I always politely waved her off, sometimes more than once. I remember sitting there wishing that I could find a guy on my own, or he could find me. I didn't want to need a matchmaker.