I Remember You (Editing)

Chapter Two: This Is A Bad Idea

"This is a bad idea."

(A/N: Roll credits. If anyone gets the reference, we can be friends.)

I repeated this phrase for the third time tonight, shaking my head slowly in dismay. As we got closer and closer to our destination, the reality of the situation dawned on me.

A party? A party! Fuck. Closer to Hannah? Ha! This is stupid, so stupid. I'm stupid. What was I thinking?

My eyes lingering on the passing landscape outside of the car while my mind raced with every single bad things that could occur.

My best friend sitting in the driver's seat to my left groaned in annoyance, finally fed up with my complaining as far as I could tell. The car stopped in front of what I assumed was Hannah's house, the house was decently (Ignore the fact that I sound like a spoiled rich kid.) sized and I could hear the blasting music from out here which made me cringe inwardly.

"Why am I even here? I hate parties." 

"I get it Ken! You hate parties! Jeez. Why are you even here?" Cici asked in a louder tone, repeating the very questions I just asked myself back to me. I frowned a bit at the action. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

"Because Hannah-" I tried to answer but she cut me off, I couldn't understand why but she was clearly upset, I could tell from the tone alone. If it was because I was being annoying, she wouldn't have gotten so upset.

"Because Hannah asked! I know! But you could've said no! Tell her off!" My frown only deepened, I couldn't fathom why she was being so... angry. Livid even.

"I can't-"

"You can't!" The female next to me interrupted, letting out a bitter laugh and this shocked me. Usually Cici is supportive of me, in fact...she was always supportive of me but this time her tone was bitter and cold, like she resented me for saying yes.

Sihara Sparkman was a lot of things, but among those things, she was always my friend first. I couldn't understand what was happening.

"Cici! What is up with you? You know very well that I couldn’t say no to Hannah! I just..." I paused, struggling to experess myself, because what I felt was so much. Too much even, putting it into words was impossible. "She... she was the only one who cared Cici... I can't just... forget that."

This seemed to make my best friend such, the anger leaving her eyes and replaced with something slightly discouraging.

"I care..." Cici whispered, her tone made me feel bad. Of course she cared, she is my best friend. "I care a lot. I care now, and Hannah doesn't. Nadia cares."

I just looked at my lap, feeling guilty for the next words that left my glossed lips. Note to self. Kill Odessa. "You weren't there... then. I can't forget Cici, I owe her so much." 

"She forgot you." It came out so easy, blunt, effortless from the dirty blonde who drove us here. It wasn't a secret, so I don't understand why my heart clenched. That hurt me the most, I already knew the truth, Hannah had forgotten me, I knew that. I've known that for years, since I moved to this school. It hurt more coming from someone else though, I guess a part of my refused to accept the reality of it and Cici just confronted it head on. It was more painful coming from Cici than anyone else because she knew how I felt about this entire situation.  

As soon as the words left Cici's mouth I shifted my eyes to look to her, she must have seen the pain in my chromatic eyes because regret flashed across her face. 

"Ken I-"

"It's fine." I spoke up, feeling my tone grow a bit cold while I interrupted her.

"It's not fine!" My friend roared which caught me by even greater surprise. Cici, wasn't exactly the nost controlled person when it came to her anger but she rarely yelled at me. I could only stare at her in slight shock, watching as her grip around the steering wheel tightened. Her face became slightly red and she began shaking her head slowly, letting out a few quiet breaths.