The boy I fixed to break

Chapter 14

I woke up the next day feeling like complete shit. I had stayed up all night replaying the scene at Aromatic in my mind over and over again. Maybe things would be a little different if I hadn't opened my big mouth. But I did. And now everyone is mad at me. Ashton, Charlotte, Rhianne and most of all, me. Okay yeah I know what Charlotte did was really bad. Like really really bad. Like the kind of stuff that happens in the movies. But my dad was doing it too. To my mom. And suddenly it didn't matter that she was my best friend, all those nights we spent laughing drunk on the floor, or all those moments of hilarity, or the fact that when I'm with her everything else just doesn't matter anymore, just got thrown out of the goddamn window. I don't know what came over me. It was like someone else was in charge of my mouth and sprouted out all those hurtful words and accusations which I know weren't just mere accusations. But Charlie doesn't deserve that. Especially not from the one person who was supposed to support her regardless of what she did.

Seriously, even if she had killed someone I would have understood and immediately grabbed my shovel to help her bury the body.

But this. This whole cheating thing. It set off a part of me that wasn't pleasant at all and my best friend felt the brunt force of my evil self.

Plus, it wasn't even my place to even tell her. It was Ashton's and I conveniently went and did it for him. And of course he's pissed off at me and just wont return any of my calls.

Honestly. Being completely truthful...I don't see why he's mad. He was afraid of confronting her and now I did it for him. He should be relieved! The hard part is over. Now all he has to do is talk to her about it.

Even though I'm mad at her and I have a crush on him, I still want to help him fix his relationship. I made a promise and I am going to keep it.

I care about them. I care about them both and if being together again is going to make them happy then I'll do anything in my power to help.

And proof of what I did being helpful to Ashton surfaced when I walked into school. Ashton and Charlie were sitting on one of the benches and were talking. From the looks of it, they weren't fighting at all. And to my surprise, Charlie actually laughed when Ashton said something.

I felt a stab of jealousy course through me. Geez, they're just talking.

I took another bit of my apple, just staring at them. They didn't even bother to look around. I threw the apple in the trash can and turned to walk away. Looks like Ashton has it controlled, he won't be needing my help.

"Ness!" Rhianne exclaimed, jumping up from behind me.

I groaned, "Would you stop doing that?"

She blinked, "Stop doing what?"

I rolled my eyes and started heading towards my homeroom class, "Nothing."

She joined me, "I don't know what you said to Charlie. She's much better now. I mean, she's talking to Ashton again."

"Yep."

"The past couple of days..." she said, slowly, "You've been with him a lot too. I thought you hated him. In fact, right after their break up you're suddenly Ashton's best friend."

I stopped walking and looked at her, "What do you mean?"

"Something just doesn't seem right." Rhianne said in a suspicious tone. I sighed in frustration. This was typical Rhianne. Whenever she latched on to some crazy wild theory, she would just try everything to solve the mystery and prove herself right. Even if it made people around her miserable.