Torn between risking it all and losing the man she loves, Ava must make a choice, but in the process of making this choice, Ava must accept the consequences of her actions and the damage that it leaves.
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The smell of garlic entices me to the kitchen. I find my father rummaging through the fridge content in search for something. My mother is in front of the stove cooking a garlic butter stir fry in a large pan.
"Look who I found," says Kyle, a small smile playing on his face.
"Hi," I call out.
My father mutters a brief 'hello' from over his shoulder and Mum completely stops cooking to give me her attention. She turns off the cooker and gives me a hug. I wrap my arms around her torso and grip her tightly.
"How are you?" She smiles.
Did I really want to go there? Explain how I really felt about something? No, I don't want to go there, well, not yet. Instead of explaining how I want to throw up and run away at the same time, I smile and nod my head.
"I'm alright," I reply.
"I was talking to Kyle's mother this morning when she told me how long it's been since we've had a meal together. She was supposed to come, but she called in sick at the last minute." She frowns with disappointment. "Thankfully, Kyle could still make it!"
The mention of Kyle makes me look in his direction. He's pressed against the kitchen doorway behind Blake and London. With his arms folded across his chest and droopy features, Kyle looks unsettled and out of place.
Well, that certainly explains why Kyle is here. It's comforting to know that he didn't just appear or invite himself. However, this doesn't do anything to settle my emotions. Instead of being upset, I just feel torn between the two. I'm always torn between something, that stupid moral conscious whispering into my ear.
I'm worried he'll say something and my parents will change their mind. Kyle doesn't seem pleased about the circumstances which makes him a dangerous person. This dangerous person is also my best friend, so it's hard to think he'd ever go against me. Sure, we fight, but this goes over some tedious argument about nothing substantial.
I've never been in this situation before, so who really knows? Megan and Tori were best friends before someone got in their way and tore them apart. That could happen too use. Kyle and I are best friends, but that certainly doesn't make things special . . . just, well, damn moral conscious and all, perhaps there's a heavy sense of duty when it comes to standing with your friends, even when they do stupid things.
My mind couldn't just rule out any questionable activities from Kyle. Just because it wasn't right to rule out possibilities because you don't want them to happen. No, that wasn't going to stop things from happening. Kyle could either be a dangerous force or a moving factor to make things alright. I haven't completely decided which force he's going to be.
When push comes to shove, that's when you see who your real friends.
"That's no good! I hope she feels better soon." Deep down, I'm glad. Kyle's parents arriving for dinner wouldn't work well for obvious reasons. I don't need two sets of disappointing parentals looking down at me.
