Andys P.O.V
I've just left the cd shop, I've spent a majority of my afternoon helping Isabel out in return for putting our cds on display. I can easily say it was one of the best afternoons I've experienced, I'm glad and surprised she forgave me for being so obnoxious. I trust Shaun when he says nothing's going on.
Beth texted me saying she wants to talk to me, so that's where I'm headed.
I hop into my car, all I can think about is what it is that she possibly wants to talk about. It's normally a short ten minute drive but today it feels much longer, probably because I've contaminated my brain with bad thoughts. It's probably nothing too serious.
I pull up into the driveway. I get out and walk to the door at a slow pace, as I reach the door I take a deep breath and knock three times so hard my knuckles turn red.
She opens the door straight away, we both stand there in silence.
"We need to talk" she says.
I still don't say anything, I just follow her to where she's leading me. Which looks to be her room.
She sits on her bed, I stand.
"Look, Andy" she starts. Her brown eyes stare into mine and I can feel tension straight away, and not the good kind. She twirls a finger through her long bown brown hair whist waiting for a response from me. I give her a look which tells her I'm listening.
"The year twelve ball is in a few days, and I've thought about it. It's an important event and I just don't see me going with you" it surprises me that after being in a six month relationship she can be so brutal.
"Is this you breaking up with me?" I say, straight to the point. I feel my cheeks heat up with anger.
She looks at me guiltily. I finally get it. "Is there some-one else?"
She looks away. "We met a couple of weeks ago" she then mutters. I am disappointed to hear that this has been going on behind my back. Beth may not be the brightest of people but I've always trusted her never to lie to me. I'm too over her constant bullshit to get worked up, it's over now anyways.
"I'm really sorry Andy"
I look at her and her guilty expression. "At least you had the guts to say something"
The silence begins again and I'm too angry and upset to break it.
I don't even say goodbye, I just turn around and leave the room. Leave the house. I can't exactly call myself Innocent, I've liked someone else the whole relationship, but this doesn't ice the fiery anger that I'm containing, I did like Beth a lot, and it does cut deep that the relationship ended like this.
I drive home in silence, I can't even bare the sound of the radio.
As I walk in the front door mum can tell somethings up.
"Why the funeral face?" she accuses.
"Beth dumped me"
She takes a deep breath, I don't think there's much she can say that can help but I can tell she's trying to think of something.
"I'm sorry, Honey. She obviously wasn't the right girl, you'll find some one else" I know for a fact mum doensn't like Beth much.
I thank her for her sincerity and tell her that I'm not hungry enough to eat dinner tonight.
I spend the night in my room practicing bass, writing lyrics, anything to take my mind off thinking, in general. At nine o'clock Bradie knocks on my door.
"Can I come in?" I don't say no. It turns out he brought me some left over pasta from dinner, he really is a great brother.
He looks at me shyly. "Do you want to talk, about it?" he offers.
I tell him what happened with Beth and then he asks me what I did in the early afternoon, I tell him about my time with Isabel. He seems content that we're friends again, Bradie's quite fond of her but then again, who isn't.
