[Hey, hope you guys enjoy this one! Things get a little complicated >.< Thanx for reading this far. Please feel free to comment and tell me what you think about the story and the characters. Enjoy ^~^/]
I picked up the empty box of Choco pies and looked around the empty room and sighed. The TV still flashed red with the words headshot flashing across the screen. The discarded game console on the coach told me that Cassidy had left the house in a hurry. I smiled as I pictured a swearing Cassy storming out as she headed over to Harry’s house, her best friend both in the real world and in the gaming world, and chewed him out for screwing up something or another. Strategy games weren’t his thing, his talents were for the fighting games, but for Cassy he’d do anything.
“Cassy out on a date or something..?” Trish asked, her voice still the same strange tone as she avoided looking in my direction.
“Something like that,” bypassing the couch and the horrid mess Cassy had left I headed in the direction of my room, “we should probably talk in my room.”
Halfway I stopped and turned aware that Trish wasn’t following me. She stood in the middle of the messy TV room looking passed me, her face blank.
“Something wrong…?” I asked hesitantly, starting to get worried, something in her expression beginning to unnerve me.
Still not looking at me Trish turned her head to the side looking off to the other passage ways that led off to the rest of the house.
“Are your parents’ home?”
Remembering the empty driveway I shook my head, becoming slightly nervous as I stepped back towards Trish. She nodded her head, as if confirming something to herself and then she stepped forward and past me.
Heading to my room I dumped my bag next to my bed as I turned I watched in surprise as Trish threw hers to the side and turned to close the door. She stood for a while with her back to me. And I slowly felt tension seep into the air.
“Trish… why did you close the door…?” I asked shakily, starting to feel uncomfortable and not understanding why.
“Trish-”
“Amy, are you gay?”
Trish’s words were like ice water through my veins freezing me in place. Her back still towards me, head turned just a little to the side I stare at her. My mind went blank. I had thought of this moment ever since I first accepted the reality of my own preferences. But I had been so scared of what Trish; my best and only friend would think of me that I had left it unsaid. Eventually I just assumed one of two things would happen; Trish would either think I was some prude that never dated anyone or she would just figure it out and ignore it. Honestly speaking, I never gave too much thought on any of it because I didn’t want it to change I was too scared. I didn’t want to lose my friend, even if that meant lying to her.
I didn’t see as Trish turned around and made her way to me. Her hand moved to my cheek, caressing it. Startled, I looked up to see her looking down at me, a sad smile on her face. As my face moved, a tear rolled down the side of my cheek.
“I’ve always known….” she whispered sadly and before I knew it, she lowered her head and our lips were touching. Before I could pull away Trish was pushing me back. We moved a few steps before falling across my bed. The fall allowed me a brief escape from her lips.
“Trish- wait…!”
But my words were muffled as she found my lips again. Panic rose within as I realized I had to fight her off. Pushing at her chest I finally succeeded as she pushed up off me, her face dazed as she looked down confused.
“What’s wrong?”
Anger contorted my expression as I tried to keep calm trying to understand what Trish was thinking.
“Just because I didn’t tell you, doesn’t mean I had feelings for you!”
Trish looked startled as she scanned my face.
“Wait- no, this is-” she squeezed her eyes shut and sighed. Opening them up again she looked seriously into my own, “this is me confessing to you silly.” And she leaned in again.
My eyes widened in surprise as I pushed her away again, startling her.
“You’re what!?”
I pushed past her, sitting up on the edge of the bed, trying to organize my thoughts as I turned to Trish who righted herself up, a strange look on her face as she faced me.
“Trish, what are you trying to say, because messing with me right now isn’t funny?”
Trish’s face darkened as she looked at me, “I’m not messing with you. If anything you’re the one messing with me.”
I raised an eyebrow, “Excuse me?”
Trish bit her lip, as if forcing herself silent. I narrowed my eyes at her, knowing that she was hiding something. When she continued her silence I shook my head trying to process all this.
“If you haven’t noticed, I’m not the one that just tried to jump someone after outing them…” I said accusingly.
“I just told you I love you.” Trish countered.
“You never said anything about lov-” the words died on my lips.
“Well, maybe words weren’t used, but my actions should of been pretty obvious, right?”
“Trish-”
“I mean, ‘I love you’ is so overrated after all…” Trish carried on.
“Trish!” I yelled trying to get her to stop talking. I grabbed her arm. She looked at me finally silent, her eyes shimmering.
“Trish…” I began, but no words came out as I watched her. What did I say to the best friend who had just confessed to me that she loved to me, the best friend that I loved more than anything, but not in the way she wanted?
As if reading my mind Trish squinted slightly causing a few tears to leak from the corner of her eye. Slipping her hand from my grasp she stopped me from saying anything.
“Don’t. Please, just- I know,” she smiled sadly, more so than earlier, “like I said earlier… I’ve always known…”
My heart broke as I watched Trish. I reached out but she moved quickly as she climbed from the bed and vanished through the door. Surprise and realization of what she had said kept me on the edge of my bed for a long time replaying her words over and over in my head.
[Oh my O.O Sometimes this story writes itself... Especially the next chapter, that one is totally left field @.@... Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter! Feel free to tell me what you think of all this drama between Trish and Amy and where you think it's all heading to.
Till next time ^o^/]
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