Accidents II

Chapter 12

Mia's POV

Yesterday has been a whirl of surprises and life longing moments. Maddie is keeping the baby after all. I don't know what changed her mind but she was quite happy with how Greg acted about the whole thing. She told me he didn't seem as happy about it at first but he's now planning things with her like a married couple would and she's supremely excited about that. It's just she doesn't know how to tell her parents about the whole thing, I mean it's huge since her parents are in another state away from her. She's moving out of her dorm and living in an apartment by Brown University with Greg. This day didn't only change Greg and Maddie's life, but it did change mine as well. Helping her as much as I could really made me feel better about myself than months ago and I'm couldn't be anymore relieved from that painful past.

"I brought some coffee and donuts!" Dias opens the door.

I completely ignore her playful smile as I fold my clothes.

"Okay what is up with you? You haven't answered my text messages and should I also mention my calls and voicemails,"

"I'm busy," Is all I say.

"Seriously-"

"Yes, seriously!"

"Mia..if I did something..just tell me,"

"It doesn't matter anymore,"

"It doesn't seem that way..I know when you're mad," Dias sits next to me on the bed.

I get up off my bed and place my clothes in my drawer.

"Edward told you," she sighs.

"I keep telling you, repeatedly to stay out of mine and Damon's relationship, but you never listen,"

"I was just trying to get him a little jealous thats all. Besides he deserved some kind of guilt, revenge, anything after what he did to you! And you were just gonna let him carry on with his life,"

"I know you're only trying to help, but it really doesn't help," I sit next to her, "it makes the situation worse and only more complicated,"

"I couldn't imagine yours and Damon's relationship anymore complicated then it already is,"

I chuckle. She just has to be so honest.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again. Even though if the situation comes to where I want to smash his face in, I'd still step back,"

I cant help but laugh again.

...

When i rush to my seat next to Edward I quietly take out my notebook and pen.

"I'd like you all to follow the instructions on the board for your next task. I expect the assignment neatly done by Friday from each and one of you," Professor Dean says as he jabs the chalk into the board with huge letters forming 'DUE FRIDAY' under the tasks we need to do.

"How was your weekend?" I ask Edward who is concentrating on writing the notes down.

"It was okay," his eyes not leaving his paper.

"O-kay.." I continue to write down the notes. I feel like he somewhat doesn't want to talk to me or sit with me or something..

"So how was that talk with Damon?" He drops his pen and moves his whole body facing me.

"I-I...never talked to him yet," why did I just say that? What the hell is wrong with me? I don't lie. Maybe it's because I don't want him to know Damon and I are together? Are we together? We did have sex that other night but..ugh I did it again! Just thinking of how easy I get with Damon is unbelievable.

"Yeah you did. He completely ignored me today and it feels like you're always busy now, it's confusing....did our kiss mean nothing to you?"

"Edward.." I hesitate.

He scoff and shakes his head, "who cares. It was just a kiss right?" his voice so low as he plays with his pencil.

My heartaches for him. That kiss. I shouldn't have kissed him or even let him kiss me. Now I feel so guilty leading him on like that. But my heart belongs to Damon. I cant pretend I don't want him, need him, love him.

"I'm sorry, I need to go," my voice inaudible as I get up grabbing my things. People turn their heads at me. I look away from Edward because I can't look at his broken expression any longer it just makes me feel even worse. I feel like I'm about to throw up.

As I turn down a couple of hallways my heart beats chaotically. I find Damon in basketball shorts talking to Emma. What?

Damon glances at me as I walk towards both of them. I'm not running anymore.

"Mia hi!" Emma fake smiles at me.

"Emma," i smile back.

I pull off a threatening smile to Damon and I could already tell he notices when he forms a frown and puts his arm around my waist to calm me down but I hastily push his arm off.

"Damon and I were just talking about the party he's hosting on Saturday, of course..he already told you..right?" She looks back and forth at us.

"Yes, he did," He's hosting a party? Since when? Does he not want me coming for some reason? As much as I want to make a scene, that's just what Emma wants and I'm above that, "So you're coming right? My boyfriend never really mentioned you guys being so close now," I fake laugh as I glance to Damon, but he clenches his jaw and looks away from me.

Her smiles dissolves, she stares at Damon with an embarrassed look on her face when her cheeks flush pink as her face turns pale.

"I'm sorry, did I say something to offend you?" I know I'm being bitchy but I don't like the fact that a girl Damon has slept with talking to him so privately and alone. Especially how she embarrassed me at that stupid soirée about Damon sleeping with some of the girls there including herself. Who even does that?

"No...not at all,"

"Good. So why don't you move along Emma, Id really like to speak to Damon alone...please," my voice high pitched.

She fakes a chuckle and scoffs as she walks off making her heels clatter down the hall. I watch her walk until she turns down the other hall and turn around to face Damon.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" I frown while my lips pout and cross my arms.

He only lifts his lips slightly forming a smile as he eyes me, "I could ask you the same,"

"What were you guys talking about?" I ask determined as I completely ignore his response.

"Not much,"

"Really? It seemed to me you guys were full of conversations, wanna update me?"

"We were just talking about the party Mia,"

"Was it so important you had to leave class to talk about it?"

"Why does it concern you so fucking much?" his voice still calm.

"In the middle of the hallway, alone, with the girl you slept with while 'talking' about some party you're having that you never mentioned to me, concerns me very much,"

"I didn't think you would want to come to the party anyways. Everyone gets fucking wasted so what's the point of you coming,"

Is he really calling me an introverted goody goody. I know I sound ridiculous but even if I didn't want to go, it still would've been nice for him to ask me if I wanted to go. I'm not always boring, right? I mean I can get wasted and have fun? I can manage alcohol...I think?

"Fine. I won't come then," i angrily furrow my brows at him.

"Mia-"

"No! Don't get mad when I'm at someone else's party...getting wasted," I test him and bluff a little as I push myself past him.