One Love

Chapter Eleven

"I look gorgeous."

"I would seriously have sex with you right now."

Bridgette blushed, "How sweet of you."

Gwen yawned, "Have you heard from Courtney yet?"

Bridgette nodded, "Yeah. She left her apartment like 20 mins ago so she should be here soon."

Gwen sat quietly and pushed the quicks in her nails down.

"Hey," Bridgette sat down next to Gwen.

"Everything's gonna be cool. What happened happened and there's nothing else to do about it."

Gwen nodded, "I know. It's just I haven't seen Duncan in two years, and i'm really nervous thinking about being around him."

Bridgette sighed, "I know. Hopefully you and Trent will make things up tonight and you won't even worry about Duncan."

Gwen rolled her eyes, "He wants nothing to do with me."

Bridgette furrowed her eyebrows, "I thought he was the one who cheated on you?"

Gwen looked at her like she was crazy, "Who the fuck told you that?!"

"So you cheated on him?!"

"No! Look I-" She sighed and tried to calm down.

"I just needed space. He never cheated on me with anyone, we were in Manhattan and I realized I wanted a break. I mean, I just gotten out of a five year relationship, only to jump into another one? It was hard. I wanted to be there for him, and I wanted to love him but I couldn't. I was so hurt and broken that I just broke myself off from everyone."

She looked at the ground, she felt horrible for barely keeping in touch with Bridgette.

For not being there for her, planning this wedding.

She hated herself knowing Courtney took her spot, in almost everything.

But it was her fault, not Courtney's.

She sighed, "Im sorry for not being there Bridge. I just needed time to realize how I was, what I wanted to be."

The room was silent, until Bridgette spoke out.

"Wow..." She sighed.

"Our lives are literally a shitty soap opera."

Gwen laughed and rolled her eyes, "That's surprisingly accurate."

Bridgette smiled and grabbed Gwen's pale, cold hand.

"It's okay. I understand you needed a break, I would too if all that happened to me. But I really think you should try to patch things up with Trent."

Gwen scoffed, "Yeah right. How do you know i'm not talking to someone else?"

Bridgette's eyes widened with shock, "Who?!"

Gwen slowly shrugged, "Who knows."

Bridgette stood up and walked over to the mirror, admiring herself again.

"You know what? We'll talk about it later. Right now I need to admire how good my tits look."

Gwen laughed, "Your tits do look amazing."