My Best Friend's Girl

Twelve

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I wake up due to loud music blaring and sunlight hitting my face, tearing me from my deep slumber. I feel like I've slept for a week straight, and I swear have a headache sent from Satan himself.

I turn over and bury myself deeper in my blankets, hoping to drown out the light peeking through my windows. I look over and surprisingly see two pills, a glass of water, and a note sitting on my nightstand. I take the note first and scan the neatly written page.

"Goodmorning, pretty girl. In case you were wondering, you were wasted last night, so I carried you from Jake's house. No, I did not try anything.

It's like he's reading my mind.

I screwed up again last night, and for that I deeply apologize. I hope we can talk about it after you take the Ibuprofen and water I placed next to this note, if you care to talk to me, that is. Just know that I am truly sorry.
Matt."

As I read his words, my memories of last night come rushing at me. Ashley leaving me to walk to Jake's, meeting Brad, getting drunk, seeing Ashley and Matt together, Ashley betraying me, fighting and crying with Matt. I can't believe I cried in front of him.. I haven't cried in front of anyone since my dad passed away. Since I became emotionally screwed up.

I suddenly feel as if my heart is about to burst, as it usually does when I think about my dad. My amazing dad. He only passed away about ten months ago, not long after meeting Matt in Louisiana. Matt. Another one of my problems that I have to deal with.

I decide to get up and find out where the music's coming from, since it sounds a hell of a lot better than dealing with my screwed up feelings. My screwed up life.

I walk past my bedroom and look to the spare bedroom's cracked door. I hesitate walking in at first, breathing deeply to calm myself. What is he's in there? Or what if he left?

"Alex?" I hear his voice as I realize I've been caught in the act.

I walk through the door and give him my best fake smile. "Heeey. Sorry, I heard you playing and singing, so I was just-"

"It's okay, Alex. You don't have to explain anything to me. I'm the one who has some explaining to do," He softly states, looking at the ground as if he's ashamed. Although I hate to see him upset, he wasn't wrong. I would never tell him this to his face, but he hurt me.

He sighs and continues speaking to the ground. "So last night, I was sitting in my room and I literally needed to get out. To get away from you. I was really struggling with letting you have your space, things just felt weird and I don't even know why," He lies and finally makes eye contact with me. "So after I was a jerk to you and stormed out, I decided to walk to Jake's. As I was walking and cursing at myself, Ashley pulls up beside me and offers me a ride. I was a dick to her at first to get her to leave, but she wouldn't budge and I needed to get to Jake's fast. I just figured, what the hell. So we arrive and she's all over me, Al. I tried to get her off of me and I did for awhile, until I stepped outside after drinking my way through God knows how many bottles of alcohol, and I can't even remember what all it was I drank. That's how wasted I was. And all of a sudden, I looked down to see you. How I remember this, I have no clue, I think it was from being so shocked to see you. And the next thing I know, we were kissing. Not for long, because I started to notice she didn't smell or even feel like you. Something was just off. That's when you came up beside us. I realized it was Ashley and instantly pulled away, disgusted at myself. I know this sounds like bullshit, but I promise it's not. I would never intentionally hurt you like that, especially with someone like Ashley," He makes a disgusted face and I can't help but laugh. He smiles at my reaction and continues with his explanation.