Recovery {wRoNg sequel}

20

My aunts words kept me up for hours. I stared blankly at the ceiling and listened to the sound of cars passing by outside my window.

My phone buzzed and I grabbed it immediately thinking it would be Ethan. All I got from him earlier was a text goodnight. I didn't know if he was mad at me or if her was just not in the mood. Either way I didn't want to start anything.

The text was from Sandra.

Sandra:
So bitch you need to come over to my apartment tomorrow after school because we're having a double date.
Remember that guy Ryan
The one from my Snapchat story and I sent you his Instagram.
Well....I want you to meet him and bring Ethan because DOUBLE DATE.
We never got the chance to ever do that because you don't like anyone other than Ethan and now I've finally found someone that I think is decent so........
PLEASEEEEE!!!!!

She was double texting and I squinted my eyes so I could read clearly on my bright screen. She did send me his Instagram, but I didn't bother looking.

She seemed really excited about it, I couldn't refuse her. I could deny her that best friend experience now that I had a kinda-sorta boyfriend.

To be completely honest, I had no idea what Ethan and I were. I was too afraid to ask because I knew he wouldn't know how to answer. We were humans in love is what I would tell myself whenever I felt the strong urge to ask.

Me:
Yeah that would be so fun.
It'll give me time to investigate the fuck outta this Ryan guy

I typed back smirking. I wanted to know if this guy was good enough for Sandra. She deserved the best.

I wondered how I was gonna tell Ethan about this. His mood completely changed when Mike came over. It was obvious that it was jealousy. I couldn't blame him, I was just as needy. If he didn't have his attention on me and had it on another girl. oh boy would I be fuming.

I made the decision to randomly FaceTime him in hopes that we would solve whatever what going on. It was like a skinny fight was happening and I hated the thought of him going to sleep not feeling happy.

I pulled out a hijab laying around and wrapped it loosely around my head. After many rings I was about to hang up, but Ethan picked up right before my finger would hit the screen. It eliminated with his big face staring into the camera. It was quiet dark and it looked like he was in bed. His dark hair sticking out in different directions and he was shirtless as usual, not that I was complaining.

"Hey." He smiled.

"Hey." There was a silence of us just staring at each other awkwardly but hilariously before I giggled and asked him my question.

"Are you okay? When I left your apartment you didn't seem...yourself."

"No, I'm fine." He sighed. "Just wanted to let you go talk to Mike because you missed him so much."

I detected a bit of anger in the way he said that.

"Ethan, Mike is and always will be one of my closest friends. What we talked about was just something really personal to him and I was there for him."

"I know, I know it's stupid." He shook his head and rubbed his forehead. "It was stupid of me to act like that, but I don't know why I did it. I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"No it's okay I get it. I would be pissed off if you were running around telling secrets with a female friend of yours." Even the thought of it made me angry.