When I Met You

Chapter 3

I swear today at school was longer than yesterday. The first four hours of the day couldn't be longer if they tried.

When the fourth hour bell rang, we were finally dismissed for lunch. I didn't know where in the world to sit, so I just pick a random spot where there's hardly any people. Next thing I know, Aidan is there too.

"Hey Emma, I'm gonna sit here if that's okay. God it sucks being new. I had so many friends in New York."

"It's okay, I definitely know how you feel." I don't know what to say to him. Not after yesterday. He came so close to finding out about my coma. And plus I hardly even know him yet.

"So what makes you want to go to New York so bad?", he asks, looking up at me.

"Well, I've always wanted to see a Broadway show. And New York is literally Broadway Heaven...you know? I've been dying to see Wicked."

"Ive seen that one. It's an incredible show. I'll have to take you to New York sometime to see it." He said. This took me off guard.

"I'd love that", I said.

Okay, why is he being so nice to me? He can't just be doing just because he wants to.

~eight weeks later

School has gotten slightly better since Aidan and I became best friends. We've gone to restaurants, the movies, and the mall together. Everyone thinks we are dating, but we FOR SURE are not.

After Aidan and I started this friendship, I even met Olivia, a girl in my pre-calc class.

Olivia is sort of like me. Quiet and not sure of herself. She knows about my coma, but it just doesn't seem to bother her.

Later that day, when I was sitting by Aidan on the bus, we started talking about Olivia.

"So Olivia seems to like you, I thought you said you would never have any friends?"

"That's legit what I thought, Aidan"

"But why, just because you were in a coma....er....uh....ummm.....crap."

"Aidan, you knew?!? HOW?"

"What? No! I, uh"

"Aidan why didn't you tell me you knew?"

"Well, I found out about three days after I moved here. Some people think this coma has made you crazy. So I, uh, felt, uh...I felt bad for you; and I..."

"Aidan, the fact that I was in a coma for two years is literally the most embarrassing thing for me to live with. It may not seem to be that big of a deal, but it is to me. I knew that our friendship was too good to be true. You're just as bad as everyone else. Well, don't pretend to be my friend anymore Aidan. I should have known. I SHOULD HAVE FREAKING KNOWN!"

It was almost my turn to get off the bus when Aidan says "It's not like that Emma. I like you! You have no idea. I..."

I cut him off before he could say anything else.

"Just don't speak to me again. Got it? You obviously don't want to be my friend. You even said yourself that you just feel bad for me. So just stay away okay?"

"Emma wait, you're my best friend", he tried to grab my arm but I just shoved it away, got up, looked at him and said,

"Get yourself a best friend who you actually care about."

With that I ran off the bus without looking back; my face full of tears. Why did this hurt me so much?

I have a feeling I know why, but I'm just wasn't ready to admit it yet.