If I Knew

Chapter Eighteen

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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JANICE POV

Sonia was rubbing my back while I cried with my face in my hands.

"I thought we were actually going somewhere. I feel so stupid. I can't believe it. I just .. Why didn't he tell me on the first date that he wasn't interested?! NO. He had to go make out with my f*cking best friend. And now they're going to be all up in my face and I don't even want to look at them anymore. Seriously."

"They're f*cked up. You guys have been friends for a while, which only makes it worse. It's not fair for her to just come in and take him like that. I mean I know you guys weren't together but it's still not right."

"Yeah. I bet you she's just fucking using him like she always does. She's never actually liked a guy for himself. Just for his looks and money. I hate that, but I never told her shit because I was too fucking nice."

"Why don't you tell Niall then?"

"I can't, I mean, I don't want too. Let him find out for himself. Once she's sucked him dry, then he'll figure out what a mistake he made. I want him to regret doing this. I'm not going to let another asshole get the best of me."

I wasn't a mean person, I was always pretty calm and never had any bad thoughts about people. I don't know why, but something inside me wanted to get revenge.

After catching my breath and slowing down on the tears, I realized that I could never cause any harm to Niall.

I didn't want to hurt him. No matter how much he was hurting me.

Now I couldn't stop thinking about if I should tell him the truth about Leslie or not. Or should I wait a while?

Then I started thinking, what did he need to talk to me about? Was it just about what happened that night, or was it something else?

I don't know, I wasn't ready to speak to him at the moment though.