"Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime."
– Mineko Iwasaki
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It was finally time for me to go over to Ella's house.
Ever since I texted Ella, I just kinda sat there. I didn't know what to do. Time passed by so slowly.
Anyways, I got my letters just in case I needed them to explain myself better, and then I left for Ella's place.
Once I got there, I was freaking out a bit. I knocked on the door and Ella opened the door.
I couldn't help but notice her red, puffy eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yea I'm fine." She replied with no emotion. That wasn't like her. She always showed some type of emotion.
"No you're not. What happened?" I persisted.
"Nothing. Just sit down on the couch. The pizza will be here soon." She responded.
So I ignored the fact she didn't seem okay and complied to her requests.
I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I mean it had been two years since I had talked to her as a friend, and now we're here, and she was going to tell me what went wrong.
"Aiden?" Ella questioned me, pulling me out of my trance.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to go off into space like that." I apologized.
"It's alright." She mumbled.
"I'm ready to listen, or do you want me to tell my side of the story first?" I asked.
"No, I'll go first. I just don't know how to start." She confessed.
"Well you can start from the beginning of sophomore year since that's when we started falling apart." I suggested.
"Okay. Well I just need you to know that none of this is your fault." She informed me.
"Okay." I replied worriedly. What could have happened?
"So sophomore year started off pretty fine. We were alright." She started off.
"Yea I agree." I replied.
"But then I wasn't getting any messages or calls from you. At first, I thought that you're probably busy with classes and assignments. But then, I just couldn't deal with it. And instead of talking to you about it, I decided to go to a party."
"Wow you went to a party?" I said surprised.
"Aiden, please" She pleaded.
"I'm sorry" I said quietly.
"I went alone to this party. I'm not even a party type of girl, but I just wanted to get drunk and forget everything." She went on.
"Why did you want to do that? I questioned.
"Because Aiden I was in love with you. I've been in love with you ever since I met you." She whispered.
Even though, I was in love with her then and I still am in love with her, silence was all I could give her.
"It's okay, you don't have to say anything. I'll just go on with my story. So at this party, I got completely wasted, and I was just dancing like there was no tomorrow. But then some guy came up to me. And at that time, all I needed was a distraction, so I went along with whatever he was doing. Then we left the party, and he pulled me into an alley." She said while choking up on her word.
"Ella, you don't have to go on, if you don't want to." I suggested.
"No. He pulled me into the alley and started to undress me." She continued, while crying.
"Ella." I said while taking her face into my hands.
"I yelled for help. I fought so hard to get away from him." She said while sobbing.
"I'm so sorry." I didn't know what else to say.
"He raped me Aiden." She stated.
"I'm so sorry El. I should have been there for you. I really shouldn't have made all those stupid decision. I'm so sorry Ella. I really am." I really wish I knew what I was supposed to say.
"But you know what, that didn't hurt me as much as you hurt me. I needed you then. I really, really needed you then. I called you hundreds of times. I texted you even more. I never got one response. I was just left on read. Do you know how much you hurt me?" She raised her voice.
"El, you need to know my side of the story too. I know the decisions I made don't justify my actions. But will you listen to me just once?" I asked.
"I think you should just go." She voiced.
"No, not now, not ever. I'm never leaving you again." I claimed.
Then, I just hugged her, and she silently cried on my shoulder. I wanted to let her get everything out before I started talking.
So we just sat there in the same position for a while until it was my turn to tell her my story.
