Never Let Go

Chapter 7

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~Chapter 7~

"Wait...so he offered to give you a ride home, but when you got in the car some girl was there? And this girl is his girlfriend?" Marissa's eyebrows were knit together and her face was deep with thought. None of this made sense to her. It didn't fit into the scheme of things she had created in her head.

I sighed. I knew she had been overreacting. "Yes."

"And he said nothing about this before? Not even when he offered you a ride?"

"No," my voice sounded dull. I really didn't have an opinion about the matter anymore. I had been angry at first, but when I got home and thought about it, I realized there was no rational reason to be mad. I should be happy, if anything, about the whole ordeal. I didn't want to pursue anything with Daniel and we were just friends. If he had a girlfriend then our relationship developing into anything more was nothing to be concerned about. He had a girlfriend to occupy him, and I was just his friend.

I nearly choked on my own spit. "Girlfriend?" I questioned.

Tracy raised a thinly plucked brow. "Yes. What about it?"

"Nothing..." I turned towards Daniel, addressing him. It was getting to me his lack of responsiveness. It was his fault I was in this awkward situation in the first place. "Daniel, why didn't you ever mention dear Tracy here?"

He shrugged. Shrugged. "It never came up. I didn't see why I'd need to."

"How long have you two been together at least?" To me, the kiss at the party had meant nothing, but a kiss is still a kiss and Daniel didn't strike me as the cheating type. Although my judgment has failed me in the past, and apparently there was a lot more to Daniel than I thought.

"Two weeks."

Not too long, but not exactly short either. At least when we kissed at the party, he had been single. That offered me some relief. I did my best to fake enthusiasm. "That's great for the two of you."

Daniel seemed surprised by my sudden shift in moods. "Thanks, I guess."

Tracy offered me another smile. "Thanks, Abby. I wish Daniel would've said something about you. You seem really...interesting." The way she said interesting made it sound like it wasn't meant to be a compliment.

"Thanks, Tracy..." And with that, we lapsed into a very awkward silence. Well, that was until Tracy started whispering something in Daniel's ear and he chuckled in response, and then he gave her his own hushed reply; leaving me to sit here alone, the unwanted and unnecessary third wheel.

Marissa waited for me to get ready, her face contorted into a permanent frown, still puzzled but the whole situation. In her head, she had really been convinced that there was really something special between us, something more. I still denied that there was anything to even go off of, but part of me couldn't help but feel betrayed.

He was a friend, and that was it. A friend who'd seen me cry and did his best to comfort me at a distance at the time, a friend that now felt as if he had led me on...but he had seen through me and that counted for more than what anyone else had done. I didn't know who I would turn to now since he was the only one who understood.

I threw my hair into a pony tail and threw on a jacket and jeans; nothing special or elaborate, as always. The best way to describe me was plain. Marissa looked dolled up though. Her makeup was perfection and her clothes were preplanned to look amazing. I wondered how for such opposites we connected so well.