The Things I Never Told You

Weston

I followed her out of The Cafe, almost chasing her trying not to drop the stack of boxes her food filled. "Lexi, wait," I persisted, trying to catch up with her.

She stopped and turned to face him, putting him to a halt. "Yes, Dick Weed?" I was relieved she wasn't as mad as I thought she'd be.

"Hey, why don't you help carry these?"

"You thought." She mocks before turning around and pursuing to walk.

I sigh and pick up my pace to catch up again. "Can you not? Stop being saltyyy!"

She continues walking but says, "Right. At least I'm not a massive cockblock."

"You're a virgin..." I crack up but she doesn't say anything back so I bring it down to a silent chuckle.

***

I attempted to fall asleep that night, but couldn't get the thought of what happened earlier out of my head. It bugged me, the fact that I felt this way yet couldn't tell her. The only time I stopped thinking of it was when my phone started vibrating from my nightstand.

The instant I answer, all I hear is Lexi screaming in my ear. "Oh my god! Guess what, Weston!"

"Um..what?"

"So...you remember that guy from earlier?"

I roll my eyes. "How could I forget!"

"Well...I didn't wanna text first 'cause I was like 'would that seem desperate?' but then it didn't even matter 'cause when I got home he had already texted!"

"And?"

"Well like, we've been texting ever since earlier and he's actually a really cool guy. He even asked me to go out with him tomorrow!!"

She was squealing by this point. "Okay."

"Well?"

"Well, what?"

"Wanna come with?"

"Why?"

"Well, I'd want you there duh!"

I pause. I guess by going it'd be easier on my nerves rather than sitting home all day waiting for her to text me claiming her v card was taken. "Alright. I guess. Congrats?"

"Thanks! See you then. Goodnight."

She hangs up before I even get another word out. "Night."

I can't help but toss my phone away from me and onto the floor. I lay there, my breathing heavy before I see my screen light up from across the room. She texted. I stand up and pick it up and check it. Thanks for being such a great friend.

Brilliant.

I shut my phone off and toss into a drawer, almost slamming it shut. I can't bring myself to sit down, I can't keep cool long enough. Instead, I pace the floor, my anger growing with every step as I keep thinking about this guy. Without even thinking, my fist flew almost like a spasm. I felt a stinging pain in my hand as it struck the wall. "Why him?"

I feel my face get hot as my eyes well with tears but I quickly wipe them away, refusing to let them fall. This isn't worth crying over. I turn and slam my back against the wall and slide down to the ground. I put my hands on my head, elbows on my knees.

My mind races for what feels like hours. Maybe it was. But I finally came to the decision to just let it go. It wouldn't be easy at all to suppress all of the emotions I feel about the situation but I can hide them. For Lexi's sake. It's not like it'll last long between them anyway. As long as she's happy in the moment. Plus, when it does end, I'll be the one she'll come to. Then I can tell her how I feel.

But until then, I'll try to accept the fact I can't have her right now. No matter how much it hurts.