Writing's Second Taste

Chapter Thirty-One: Hard Pill

I blinked at the laptop screen, watching a couple argue for the umpteenth time since the movie started. I couldn't keep track how many times I've rolled my eyes and I was sure Meg shared the same sentiments.

Although we understood that this was the least interesting movie we could watch, I think it was a given that we should watch a romantic movie with an awful plot just for kicks on this wonderful day.

Because while neither of us were actually single, we were dateless for Valentine's day.

"Still don't get why you're not out with Adam," she sighed, continuously picking up pieces of popcorn from the bowl, "I mean, it's good for me since I don't have to spend this day alone but is there anything wrong between you two?"

So finally we were having this conversation.

When I arrived the other day asking her if she would rather go to the cinema or just stay in the dorm to watch a movie, I knew she was already curious. Especially after I appeared so giddy after our shopping trip.

Although she did a fantastic job of holding off her questions, I knew she was itching to ask and admittedly, I was also on the verge of spilling everything because I just wanted to talk to somebody about it.

Meg was far more subdued compared to Julia when it came to gossip so I shouldn't really be surprised it took her this long to initiate it.

"Nothing's wrong," I murmured my reply, my eyes still on the screen as if I was still paying attention to the film, "In fact, everything's perfectly normal."

"Which is something that does not interest you," she pointed out, "So what happened?"

"I just rather be here than to spend a dinner or whatever with him worrying about his best friend's birthday," I told her, reaching forward to pause the movie so I could turn to her, "And not even a single word from him except the customary good morning text."

She was silent right after and I instantly figured out that she was holding back. Meg always had an opinion, something I was annoyed at times but more frequent than not, I was quite grateful for.

She didn't look at me, but only stared at the paused video. It was a scene wherein the horrible actress was sobbing, badly if I may add, while the actor just stared at her at this awkward stance.

I was sure Miss Hollywood's Princess would never be in a scene like that. She was perfect and that was why I thought to myself that I could never compete with her, no matter how much Adam will say that he treats us differently.

"I moved on from my ex and I don't even talk to him aside the group chats," I shook my head at the thought, "And yet he talks to her every single day but anytime I feel jealous, I'll feel guilty because he assured me so many times that he had moved on as well."

The last time I had a one-on-one conversation with Justin was on the New Year's Eve party. After that, all our talks had been with our other friends. Though I'd admit there were time wherein I was so tempted to just call him up, especially when I was having problems with Adam, but I didn't because it wouldn't be fair to all three of us.

But that was because he was my ex so of course there would be a barrier and I'd say Adam would have every right to be upset when I do so.

It was different between him and Heart though, because they've been friends their entire lives and even though they did fall for each other at some point, neither of them acted upon it and still remained in this platonic friendship.

So it stripped me off of the right to be jealous. If they lasted this long without any romantic relationships between them, I could never interfere with this solid friendship that they have built.