Damn The Day I Met You

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

I was ready to get home. Or at least to the car where we’d have time alone. Two days of Zach and Ana following our every move was a bit too much for me. If we went horseback riding, they would go. We would take a walk around the vineyard, so would they. It was getting quite annoying but for the time being I chose to ignore it. At least they weren’t talking to us or anything, just like following. In some aspects, it felt as if I had my very own bodyguards. They were always there, and in their eyes, they were protecting me.

Tristan and I never brought the subject of us dating up again after the first night. That doesn’t mean his words weren’t repeating in my head the whole weekend. How could they not? He practically confessed his love for me, or his liking I guess. Of course, I have slowly been falling for him, though the thought of him going through the same process hadn’t occurred to me. At this point people should be asking why we’re not together. I like him. He likes me. That’s usually how a relationship starts.

But as Tristan pointed out, and I still don’t want to admit, I have yet to heal from Zach. Our interactions with the other couple this weekend has definitely proved that. There are also the secrets that I know are being kept from me. It’s as if everyone knows something that I don’t. At least Tristan and Zach do.

A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. It was probably Tristan forgetting his key once again. I sigh and open the door, ready to complain about his forgetfulness. Before I utter a word I catch sight of Ana standing there in all her glory. She was dressed, ready to start on the trip back to campus, but for some reason she was standing here instead.

We stand there for a moment, just staring at each other. I wasn’t quite sure what to say and since she showed up on my doorstep, I let her start the conversation. “I’m sorry,” she blurts out, breaking the silence.

I open the door wider and let her step in, “about what?”

“Zach. He told me you guys had finally decided to break up. I believed him. I mean, sure you were still hanging out, but not as much as before. And I knew you guys, or at least you, had been thinking of breaking it off with him already. So it kind of fit together. You broke up but you were still friends. Plus you had been spending a lot more time with Tristan and I thought you were slowly moving on which just added to what proof I felt I needed. I wouldn’t have let Zach and my relationship move forward if I thought you two weren’t over.”

I sit down on the bed, looking down at my hands. Why had Zach lied to so many people? It just didn’t seem like him. “It’s not your fault, Ana.”

“But it is. I agreed. I-”

I shake my head, “you’re just as much as a victim as I am. Zach lied to both of us, not just me and not just you. I don’t know why he did; I don’t know what he thought he’d get from it. But he did. So you have no need to apologize.

“Is it terrible that I still like him? I know he lied, I know he cheated, but I still have a ton of fun with him and most of the time I don’t even think about those things.”

I shrug, “As his ex-girlfriend I would tell you to never believe a word he says. Hell, as a friend I might even say that. I don’t know what else he could be hiding. But also, I understand where you’re coming from. No one thinks I should be spending my time with Tristan, yet I forget about his past whenever I’m with him so for me, I don’t care. I have fun with him and his past, such as you, doesn’t affect that.”

She smiles and leans against the wall in a more casual manner, “Are you telling me you guys finally got together.”

“No. Not even close. I’m sure that’s not going to happen.”