(Tobin's POV)
"You know about this?"
Abby looked at me with a faint smile.
"Are you on them?" I questioned. She sighed, then shook her head.
"Alex uh... she gave me a copy of the tapes. I'm the one that would replace them if someone decided to destroy them,"
"So you didn't try to stop her?" by this point, my eyes were welling with tears. I didn't want to show this weak side of me, but I couldn't control it.
"I couldn't," she replied. I huffed and got up from the bench. Abby said something to me while I was riding away, but I was too mad to listen. How could she know about the tapes and not try to stop Alex? Maybe Alex could still be here with me.
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Christen's alarm blared bright and early in the morning. She got up, rubbed her eyes, and headed into the bathroom. I think my flu has gone on long enough. I guess I should go to practice today.
We both got ready and got in the car to drive to practice. We didn't really say much in the car, just small talk here and there. I wanted to stay home and listen to Alex's tapes, but I suppose they will have to wait. I can't stop thinking about them. I can't stop thinking about her.
All throughout practice, I couldn't concentrate. I haven't been able to concentrate since Alex's suicide. I want to stop thinking about her. I need to move on. But I still feel plagued with the thought that this is my fault. I was missing all my shots, screwing up all my tricks, and I couldn't get any of my passes on target.
"You okay Tobs?" asked Mana.
"Yeah, my mind's just kinda occupied,"
I think Mana got the idea that I was thinking about Alex. She patted my shoulder and walked away.
Once practice was over, I hurried to the bench and threw my stuff in my bag. Christen was going to go shopping with Nadia, so I was on my own. Just as I was about to leave, Mark stopped me.
"What is it?" he asked.
"What is what?"
"Tobin. I know you. I know you don't play like that. What's going on?" he questioned. I really wish people would just leave me alone.
I sighed and decided to tell him the truth.
"Well, it's A-," I stopped mid-sentence. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. In the distance I could see Allie, my best friend, kissing someone. I squinted to get a better look at who the mystery man was. Mark noticed the direction I was looking and turned around to look at the same thing.
"Allie and Servando huh? Who saw that one coming am I right? I'm happy she found someone. I gotta go Heath. Have a good day," he said as he grabbed his papers and left. I clenched my fist. Allie knows what he did to Alex. And now as soon as she's dead, she goes for him? That's messed up.
I walked out the entrance opposite to Allie and Servando, then pulled out my phone to send her a text.
T: Hey, meet me at Monet's at 11?
A: k Harry.
Monet's was Alex's favorite place to get coffee. It was probably a bad idea to choose it.
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I patiently waited for Allie at a table in Monet's. I checked my watch. 11:10. Where is she? Just as I asked myself this question, I saw Servando get out of a car, open the passenger door, kiss Allie, then get back in. I vomited in my mouth a little.
"Hey Harry how goes it?" she asked, plopping her stuff down at the table and picking up the latte I ordered her.
"I need to talk to you,"
"Why so serious?" I paused, then the words just came out. Word vomit.
"Why are you dating him?"
"Who, Serv? God, he's amazing. Alex is crazy,"
"Was crazy," I corrected sternly. She shot me a glare.
"So now that Alex is gone he's just fair game? I really can't believe you Allie,"
"Harry, I'm sorry. Just let me do my thing. Love is crazy,"
I sighed. I knew she wouldn't break up with him. I sighed and started to leave. I'm not putting up with this.
"Hey, Tobin. Look, I see where you're coming from. Just pretend it isn't happening. I don't want this to ruin our friendship. I love you Harry," she said with puppy eyes. I smiled a fake smile. I guess I can deal with her, but this is definitely going to ruin our relationship.
