50 Days Of Grey (#Wattys2015)

{ f o u r t e e n } : trouble is a friend

xiv : euphemism

❝a mild or pleasant word or phrase that is used instead of one that is unpleasant or offensive.❞

[Day 10]

I get into the passenger side and for the second time I'm alone in a car with you, and I don't know how to feel about it.  You drive out of the garage into the street and it feels too short of a time when you stop in front of the drug store, it's eleven at night and we had forgotten to buy mom her medicine.  I rush inside and the pharmacist gives me a small but worried smile as she hands me the medicine.  I pay and leave, only to find you standing neck and neck with someone I feel all too familiar with.

I grip the paper bag, slowly walking forward. He glances at me and my heart stops at the memory of his face, the memory the scar on the left side of his forehead gives me.

"Ahh.. So they were right." He says casually as if he wasn't shoved against the side of the car, the front of his shirt gripped by you.

I glare at him, "You're back. You here to play some more... Annie?" He says, mentioning the name he used to call me with.

I step back, "No. I'm done, I'm done with the games. It was long done." I reply as fear strikes up in me, not this again.

"What game?" You ask, looking from me to Matt.

I shake my head, "Nothing." I say.

You meet Matt's eyes and the glare's back, "What game, Parker?" You ask and I don't care if Matt tell's you, though I know he won't.

"Oh... Nothing." Matt says, a devious glint in his eyes.

You glare at the both of us and then grin, a cold, cold grin, "Hm. Figures you two would keep something from me, I should have known. Bird's alike." You say before grabbing the medicine bag and slidding into the car.

I stand there frozen, pain and fear and disgust coursing through me.

"Careful with the company you keep." Matt whispers into my ear as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear and enter the drug store.

I am frozen, paralyzed in fear as I walk stiffly back into the car.

"What was that, Jullianne? I didn't know you and Matthew had once again re-united." You said coldly.

My hands are clutched into fists as I look out the window.

"You don't know what you're talking about." I whisper as coldly, and I know what to do, and I'm relieved I haven't gotten in too deep.

{ before the beginning }

"Matt!" I call smiling.

Matt smiles and jogs towards me from the field, "Hey, what're you doing here? I thought you were doing something today?" He asks.

I shrug, "Not anymore." I say.

He grins, "Let me shower and then we'll go and have coffee at the shop. Okay?" He says and I'm happy to have a friend like him.

"Yeah, okay.."

And we do go to the coffee shop and I tell him about how I saw you here the other day and how I thought it was love at first sight though you didn't exactly see me, I saw you. And we argued endlessly about the possibility of love at first sight, and I was happy to have a friend like him, wishing that friendship would last this time. I was wrong.

❝and at one point in a friendship we all thought it would last, and we could never be more wrong. you either get seperated by time, love, or death. death is the best.❞