24.
the chapter i reunite with a friend
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After last night, one of those nights, I really didn't know what to do with myself. I certainly couldn't sleep, let alone do anything productive when I got back home. Perhaps it was just some leftover anxiety from my mother visiting, nerves of what is to come if my relationship with Boden works out – if it doesn't. Some cruel concoction of both.
I just feel like I'm living someone else's life.
My life consists of going to class, getting a coffee with Leila, and writing letters to my Grandfather.
No guys.
No lies.
Nothing messy.
And yet here I am, being forced to deal with emotions, urges, conflicting wants – every single day. I need a break from those stupid brothers and I fear that may not be possible once I'm with him.
Do I even want to be with him?
Do I have a choice at this point?
I roll over beneath the bare bones blanket draped over my sore limbs, turning to face the sun that's finally rising after a night of blackness and confusion. Today is going to be normal, peaceful, drama-free, and happy. Today is a new day.
Apprehensively, I place a bare foot onto the cold, wooden floors and slowly bear myself to follow suit with the rest of me. Step one is done, and eventually I'm on step thirty two in my kitchen trying to decide what to eat.
Ring
Shit. The doorbell – why would–
The door opens, and suddenly I'm staring right into the eyes of Leila.
"We need to talk," she breathes.
"No," I protest, "No we don't need to talk right now."
"Rhys told me that he saw you and his boss's brother in a closet together at his job. Tenley, what am I supposed to make of that? Am I just supposed to keep going on about my life not even remotely concerned with why you're starting to act so weird? Listen, if this has anything to do with me –"
"Stop talking!" I yell frustrated, "I don't need another person in my life to come and scold me about stupid things I've done this week. The list goes on and on and I don't want to hear your opinion."
Leila blinks before closing the door to my apartment behind her. A few steps later and she's on the other side of my kitchen counter, eyes red and face pale, "Tenley, I want us to be able to talk to each other."
"You should have thought about that before you went behind my back and abandoned me for my cousin."
"I didn't– I didn't know how to tell you, Tenley," she pleads, "I wanted to tell you, but I didn't know how to without something, something like this, happening. Clearly, I was being stupid and scared, but can you really blame me?"
"You made me feel like a complete idiot, Leila," I choke, "Lately, I've never felt more like an idiot in my life."
"Tenley," Leila coos, "You aren't an idiot just because you're going through a rough patch. We all do."
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The Boden Boys
Teen Fiction❝There's a difference between love and lust, sometimes it can be hard to tell the difference, but it's definitely there, Ten.❞ He looked at me for a while before pulling me into a hug, his head resting atop mine before he mumbles. ❝This, for example...
