Love Hurts

Chapter Six- Best Friends Forever?

Chapter Six

Best friends forever?

The next morning, after I had gotten home from school, I called Maggie for the fifth time, hoping that she would pick up her phone this time. It rang and rang, until she finally picked up.

          “What do you want?” She said, anger filled her voice.

          I didn’t know what to say, I decided to wing it. “Look, Maggie, you and I have been friends since we were four, and I don’t want some guy to come between us, we’ve been fighting for almost two weeks now, and I can’t stand it. You’re my best friend, and I don’t want anything ruining that.” I said. That should do it.

          “Fine, just do me a favour and break up with Ben, not to be mean, but... I just don’t like it.” I guess this was another good reason we had sort have broken up. I told her that Ben and I had put our relationship on hold for a while. She forgave me and told me she would text me later. So that was fixed. But I started to wonder what would happen if I had said I wasn’t going to break up with Ben- that we hadn’t put all this on hold. Would she still be mad at me? I had to ask her.

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“Hey Bri” Maggie said as she answered her phone. “What’s up?” She asked. I didn’t answer her question.

          “What if I said ‘no’.” I said, hoping she would know what I was talking about.

          “What are you talking about?” She asked.

          “You said ‘Only if you and Ben break up.” When we were on the phone earlier. What if I said we were still dating? What would you do then?” I asked, trying to get the truth out of her.

          There was a long pause, like she didn’t know what to say next, like I had just caught her red-handed. “I would say that I’m still mad, and we could still be friends, but not best friends. But since you’re not dating, we can be best friends, okay?” She said, trying to sound like the Head-Cheerleader-Popular girl that she wasn’t.

          “Wow. Okay. So I really don’t know what to say, except for: I thought we were best friends no matter what, but I guess not. Bye.” And I hung up the phone. I did it. I told her off. Now I realized that Maggie was probably never going to talk to me again. Did I care? No. Maybe this was a good thing. I mean, sometimes when you know somebody for too long, you get sick of each other and you drift apart.

          No, that’s not it at all. I needed Maggie; she’s always been there for me. I called her back, and told her I was sorry, I told her to forget what I had just said, and she said she was fine with that. Then we ended the call, for good that night, and I went online, just to see if Ben was on. He was. I started talking to him, just a normal conversation. Then he asked who was in my display picture with me. It was my friend Olivia.

          “She’s hot. Oh my God she’s hot.” He said. Oh great. This is what he said about Maggie. Was this going to ruin everything? Take our relationship off hold and forget about it? I hoped not. “I wanna meet her.” He said.

          “Well I’m going to her house tomorrow.” I said without even thinking. Crap. Well tomorrow would be an interesting night.