Finding The 10

14 - Mistake

Eli's pov

I walk into my appartment and throw my keys on the nearby kitchen counter along with the overflowing bags of groceries.

I can hear the tv in the background and guess that Frankie must be in the living room. I move through my appartment, towards the noise until I come to find a sleeping Frankie curled into a ball on the couch.

I look down at her slender frame and watch as the breaths she takes make her whole body move. Her hands are up close to her neck and she has the smallest hint of a smile on her face. She looks peaceful. Serene.

I think about waking her but change my mind. Why wake her when she looks so content? I figure I should cover her with a blanket and let her sleep but my phone buzzing in my pocket tells a different story.

I duck out of the room and head to my bedroom to answer the call. It's Harley.

"Hey Harley."

"Hey Eli. How are you going?"

"I'm good. You?"

"Good thanks."

The phone goes silent for a moment as we both wait for the other to speak.

"Look, the reason I'm calling is because I spoke to Frankie today." Harley blurts out.

"Yeah? About what?"

I already know where this is headed but decide to play dumb anyway. Frankie and Harley are best friends so there is no way that Harley doesn't know about last night. Girls like to talk about things like this.

"She told me how you guys got really drunk and that you kind of kissed."

"Yeah." I say not knowing if I should elaborate further. Obviously Frankie has already filled her in which means that she remembers what happened. I wonder how she feels about it?

"I'm not trying to get in the middle or anything but I'm kind of worried. Frankie doesn't know I'm calling you. I was hoping I caught you before you spoke to her."

"No I haven't spoken to her yet. I just got home and she is asleep on the couch."

"Good. Like I said, I'm not trying to get involved but I think you should know how stupid she feels. She won't tell you because she doesn't want to hurt your feelings but she told me that she was really drunk and that the kiss was a huge mistake."

Every word that Harley continues to say after that comes out as a blur. I completely tune them out.

Frankie thinks the kiss was a drunken mistake?

I run my hand through my hair and feel a wave of nausea flow over me.

I didn't even know what I was feeling until this moment but now that I know Frankie regrets our kiss, I guess it cements it.

I don't regret the kiss. I loved it. I wanted more. So much more. I felt a spark that I had never felt before and I was sure Frankie felt it too.

I guess I was wrong.

"I'm sorry to call you and tell you all this Eli. I just think that Frankie is in a really bad place right now and she needs to get herself sorted. She is confused and has no idea what she needs so I'm trying to help her the best I can. I figured that if I called you and told you the truth that it might not be as hard of a conversation now."

"Thanks for looking out Harley. I'll see you later." I reply before hanging up the call. I don't even wait for her to say goodbye back.

I sink down onto the edge of my bed and hang my head in my hands.