the cabin 》h.s

seventeen

chapter 17

When the dinner bell rings, I practically went flying out the door, taking long strides to the cafeteria. The flashback I had of me and Harry as kids only worsened my mood.

Since our friendship ended, there was nothing but pure hatred. Eight years of friendship only to be taken through four years of hell with each other always at our throats with gruesome fights and harsh insults thrown back and forth.

However, that one flashback had made me miss him for the first time in years. The memory made me want to rekindle that bond I once had with Harry. He was my best friend, and though we've both moved on, the friendship we had was very rare and genuine.

Don't get me wrong, though. I know our friendship went down the drain but even now, even if we did want to call a truce and be friends again, it'd be a tad difficult given the circumstances. That being our sexcapades that happened not even 24 hours ago. It'd probably be awkward.

Sure, it's not awkward now but that's only because we're not friends. We can't stand each other, at this point we only tolerate one another; but that's just for show. We kinda have to if we wanna survive this trip.

Us hooking up was never planned, clearly. But us ending up hating each other was something I never saw coming, either.

The day Harry ended our friendship was burned in my memory. If someone were to tell me four years ago that Harry and I would no longer be friends, I wouldn't believe them.

The minute I stepped through the door of the cafeteria, I was on the lookout for Mikaela. When I noticed her dirty blonde her, I practically ran towards the table she was sat at and sat across from her in an impatient manner.

"How many fights now? Twenty? Fifty?" She asks just by the look on my face.

"Uh..." I stagger a moment, fidgeting with my hands, "No fights actually. Almost. But no."

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Or worse, Jason's pencil dick," She looks at me with wide eyes, before laughing at my uneasy expression. "Ray, chill; it was just a joke. Seriously, what's buggin' you?"

"It's nothing. It's actually something I have to tell you," I sigh, "And it's not a big deal depending on how you take it..."

"How I take it- Wha... Oh my god, Ray, are you pregnant?"

"No!" I shout defensively. "God, why is that every time I have something important to say, it's always the assumption of me being knocked up? You know how I feel about kids, Kae-"

"Okay, okay! My bad!" She puts her hands up in defence, as well, "So tell me, what's up?"

I didn't know how to come out with it. I can either break it down or just flat out say it. I didn't know how Mikaela would take the news. I knew that I shouldn't be so concerned about how I should tell her and it shouldn't matter considering she's my best friend. Despite this being her idea. I still feared her opinion of me. I couldn't care less how others thought of me, but my best friends opinion of me mattered more than anything.

Before my mind can catch up with my mouth, I'm already blurting out what I had decided to want to ease into.

"I had sex with Harry." I didn't even hide my face or cup my mouth for accidentally dropping a bomb like that on her.. I didn't react at all. I just watched Mikaela. I watched closely as she froze, face dropping slightly as if she doesn't believe what she just heard. She looked all over my face, as if hoping I'm kidding. But I don't move.

"Are- Are you joking?" She practically squeaks out in astonishment.

"I wish I were," I try to lighten up a bit, making the topic less worrisome for her. For her sake I just hope she isn't gonna be mad about this. It'd be a truly dumb reason to be mad about, if that's the case.