Going Down

Chapter 22

~Chapter Twenty-Two~

Their whispers make me feel uneasy.

"Clay maybe we shouldn't be here.."

"No no, I'm sure it's fine." He whispers back to me.

Then, a horrible thought comes to my head.

What if he uses him cheating on her with me, as a rebound to her cheating on him..

I suddenly find myself breathing heavily.

"Ash, no need to stress out about it." He says.

I look at him. Since we are so lose together, I stare right into his eyes. And at that moment he knows what I'm feeling, what I'm thinking.

"Oh..Shit."

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If this goes the way I think it might, things will happen that I know wont end well.

The whispers become louder.

"Rach, what's so wrong thats making you cry like this..?"

Oh my god.

She hasn't even told him yet.

I am officially screwed. Homeless. And screwed.

Rachel looks back at me and I struggle with what action to give her.

So without thinking, I just nod. Like a go-ahead-and-maybe-things-wont-be-to-bad nod.

I'm fucked.

"Liam.."

"Yes Rachel, what is it?"

"I-.."

Just do it Rachel. Just get the pain over with.

"Rach." Liam repeates.

"Common.." I hear Clay say under his breath.

"I..Liam, I uh.."

I'm just about to yell it out for her, when she does it for herself.

"Liam, I cheated on you. More than once." I let out my breath, when I realize I'm gripping onto Clay's arm. I lossen my hand.

"Okay." He says.

"Wh- okay? That's all you have?" She's still crying. How is that his answer. "How is 'okay' all you can say to that. If you were cheating on me I'd have SO much more to say. I'd be yelling and thro-"

"I am."

She stops talking.

I freeze.

This time Clay is holding onto me first.

I'm so focused on what they're saying, I don't realize they're standing up infront of the couch.

They just stare at each other, like they're trying to determind each others next moves.

"You..chea-" She's caught her breath again. but tears still glisten on her cheeks. "With who." She says firmly.

If you look closely at her hands, you can see them shake.

Liam slightly looks up at me.

Its like he's trying to talk to me with his mind. Trying to ask me what he should say.

"With this girl from, uh, one of the girls in my Geo class. We've been secretly seeing each other since the crash." He says it like it's the more honest thing anyone could ever say.