One Day

Chapter 38- Dairy Queen?

Liam tried to talk to me right when we got home but I didn't want to talk. I sat on my bed, with Liam, and he just hugged me. We must've sat like this for a while. Caroline was killed because of me. I hated Kristen. She didn't have to go this far. She didn't have to kill Caroline to get revenge. I never did anything. I kept telling myself these things.

"It wasn't your fault, you know," Liam whispered after a while of sitting silently. "She just wants you to think it is and feel guilty. She's just a sick, messed-up person." I didn't respond, I just smiled slightly even though Liam probably couldn't see my face. "Let's go," Liam announced. I looked up, puffy faced. "Let's go to Dairy Queen, you know, like we did before all this."

"I can't go looking like this."

"Then just go get ready. It'll make you feel better, I promise." Liam suggested. I agreed and got up to go make sure I looked good enough to leave the house.
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"Do I look good enough to go?" I asked when I was finished getting ready again.

Liam turned around to face me and smiled. "You look perfect." I smiled and we left the house.
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The night at Dairy Queen was filled with laughter, blizzards, and fun. We talked about random things like birthdays, food, and football teams, and drove around, forgetting the world of Kristen's games, even if just for a moment.

"That was really fun," I stated. "Thank you," Liam just smiled and grabbed my hand.
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By the time we got home, it was already 11:00. My parents were probably asleep, so we decided to watch tv for a while. We watched that show called The Blacklist that Liam was watching the other day. We huddled together on the couch and just watched. The show had a ton of action, it was hard just to keep up.

"Ready for bed?" I asked at 12:15 at night. Liam nodded and got off the couch. We walked to our rooms and Liam stopped for more Advil for his shoulder. I changed, said goodnight to Liam, and crawled into bed where I was greeted with a nightmare of Kristen.