Serendipity

Chapter 15

The BMW was fixed, and since Del and Ari never came home, I called Tyler to drive me.

He did it without argument, and he followed me inside, and I'm standing in the living room, and he's just kinding standing here too.

"Delaney told me you're planning to die alone."

I look at him.

"Yeah."

He sighs.

"Why?" he asks.

I turn to him.

I'm angry, and I'm sick of his shit.

"Look, I really appreciate you helping me out of that funk, but I'm fine now, so if you would fucking disappear, that'd be nice. We're not friends. I'm not going to have sex with you, and we're sure as hell not the same person. Love doesn't fucking exist! I decided when my parents broke up the first time, that I was never going to let myself fall in love! I've found ways to make it alone! To keep a straight face! Stop coming into my life like you're going to change it! You're not!"

He nods slowly, and without a word, he turns around and disappears onto the elevator.

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He told Blake what happened, and Blake told Delaney and Ariella.

They were so fucking mad, Delaney said she was sick of my shit and that I don't fit in with them anymore and she left.

She's right.

I don't.

She's funny.

I'm not.

She's pretty.

I'm not.

I'm rich.

She's not.

She's in a serious relationship.

I'm not.

I'm always going to be that awkward lonely friend.

I always swore to myself that I was content with being alone, but after they both packed their shit and moved out, I realized how very wrong I am.

I've never been alone.

Before college, I had always had somebody around at Mom and Dad's.

I had them in college, but now that college has run it's course, life is just...

It's just dull.

My twenty first birthday came and passed.

None of them showed.

I spent it with fake people and investors for my parents and my makeup company.

I was forced to put on a fake smile.

Graduation came and passed.

I was miserable.

I put on a smile for that, and again, nobody showed to the party.

Now I'm sitting in my bedroom, naked, with a fuzzy blanket draped over my shoulders, sitting on the thick carpet, staring out my window.

I feel so numb.

I'm so lost in thought.

Is being in a relationship really as bad as I think?

My parents fight, but they do love each other.