It had been two days since Ivelyn's beach party, which meant it had been two days since Daniel and I had broken up. I was devastated in a new kind of way. It was bad enough Daniel found out what had happened (and almost happened) between Erik and I, but for Addie to be the one to spill the beans? That was rough. After Daniel left, Erik had filled me in that he had gotten drunk and told Addie. He thought she would be supportive and help him with Sage. Oh, how wrong he had been. Obviously, Addie was drunk and upset with me, so she thought the best way to get her anger out was to tell Daniel.
I sighed, rolling onto my side and picking up my phone.
It was Addie -- again.
She and Erik must be together because they were taking turns calling and texting me. They both were beyond sorry. I already planned on forgiving them, but for now, I wanted to sulk. This weekend, I should have been studying for the finals that start tomorrow, but I was cocooned in my bed the whole time. I needed to cry and sulk. This was my time to mourn my and Daniel's relationship. The last two times we broke up felt different like it wasn't permanent. This time, I knew we were done. We were definitely never getting back together -- cue the Taylor Swift song.
Daniel hadn't texted or called. For some reason, I expected some form of communication. Especially, with the whole Giu attacking and then disappearing thing. Apparently, Daniel didn't even want to be friends. I understood that part because it was me that hurt him. I had hurt Daniel badly and of course, I felt horrible. I just wished we could talk about it. I hated leaving things so harsh. This was partially while I was bedridden.
A notification popped up on my phone letting me know Addie had left another message. I clicked on it to listen.
"Hey, it's me Addie -- again. Listen, I really want to apologize in person. Erik's with me, you probably already guess that, and he wants to apologize too. We know we suck and we just want to make things better. We're your best friend and we know we're complete idiots, but--
"Don't say but it erases what you just said," I heard Erik in the background correct Addie. It made me smile.
"Right, what Erik said. Please call us--
Then, the voicemail hung up on them. I had to admit, they made me want to call them. My finger hovered over the call back button. I almost did, except someone knocked on my bedroom door. I set my phone down and tossed off the covers.
"Yeah?" Who was it? I was pretty sure Dara had left for the day. I hadn't seen Dolls much this weekend. My mom usually was with Zack on weekends because it was their time together.
"It's mom, can I come in?" This surprised me. I moved to the door and opened it for her. She was dressed in street clothes and was holding a box of chocolate. I raised an eyebrow at the box. It was June, why did she have a heart-shaped box of candies?
"Want to watch a movie with me downstairs? I bear gifts?" She gave me a sympathetic smile. Great, so Dara had told her about Daniel and I. The only reason Dara knew was that Mir had told her. All of the Coven knew and it was just a matter of time before the whole school knew.
"So Dara told you?" I grabbed a blanket from my bed and followed her down the stairs.
"She's just worried about you. I didn't even know you and Daniel had broken up previously," I knew that tone. It meant she was upset I hadn't confided in her before.
"Please don't be mad at me, everyone is mad at me and I--
"I'm not mad. It's my fault you didn't feel comfortable enough to come to me in the first place. I want to change that. I want to be someone you can talk to anything about. That means Witch-stuff too. You shouldn't hold so much in, it isn't healthy." I stared at her blankly. "What?" She asked.

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Burned
Ficțiune adolescențiFollow Heroine, Cornelia Moreau, in the fourth installment: Burned. Salem, Massachusetts is a whirlwind for chaos, trouble, and magic. Somehow, Corn always winds up right in the middle. Once again, problems arise and Corn is the only one that can so...