Falling For Coke

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

Coke (yayyyy)

I was about to feel Bright's perfect lips on mine. Finally.

Until she came.

Then she was kissing me, goddamn it. It was repulsing. Absolutely...

"DIGUSTING!" I yell, pulling away from her. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?"

Sophia blinks, obviously in shock. "I though..."

"WELL, WHATEVER YOU WERE THINKING WAS WRONG!" I swivel around madly. "Where's Bright?"

"I..."

"Don't you ever make me see your face again!" I threaten finally then I run straight to Bright's door. I pound furiously on her door. "Bright! Bright...please!"

"Go away," says a cold voice from inside. Nothing like Bright. "I don't want to see you again."

I glare at Sophia's retreating back. "Bright, that wasn't planned..."

"You know," Bright says in the same indifferent tone, though I hear some snuffling noises behind the door. "How much it hurts to see the...the..." She hesitates before plowing on. "The guy you actually love..."

Love. She loves me. She actually felt something for me, the jerk. The stupid idiotic coward. The rest of her words are a blur and all I hear is the same word over and over again.

"It's a whole stupid trick..." her voice continues.

Love. Love. Love.

"You're just a bastard..."

"You...love me?" I croak. Silence. Then the door opens slowly.

"Coke," Bright says, her cheeks wet with tears. "What. Do. You. Seriously. Want," she tells me through gritted teeth.

"I just want to say...I love you too."

There. It came out. I've been wanting to say that since two years ago.

But the next thing that happens is not expected.

"Don't you dare tell me about love," she says flatly. "You don't even know what love is, you son of a bitch."

And she slams the door in my face.

* * * * *

Bright

"We're on the same plane, I guess," I say dejectedly to the sleeping Grace. She snores softly in reply. "How polite," I tell her. She snorts and rolls over, her back facing me.

"Yeah," I continue. "Everyone hates me." Except, maybe, Coke. She whimpers and swipes at something with her fingers.

"Grace," I say loudly, because I finally can't stand it. "Wake up."

"Lemeealowwwwwamsleepeeng..."

"What?"

She opens her heavy eyelids. "I said, 'Leave me alone, I'm sleeping'."

I smile a little. "You're not now."

I hear "bitch" come out from her mouth then she rolls over and drops to the floor, sprawled on the ground.

"Help me up," she commands. I do and I heave her to her feet.

I start to launch a long explanation of what happened when she holds up a hand.

"When will this stop? I'm, like, half asleep and you immediately start torturing my poor ears with your tragic love story. Gimme a few seconds and talk slowly."

I give her some time then I start again. When I finish, she's gaping at me.

"Holy," is all she says. She can't even think of a good word to come after "holy".

"Yeah. I'm dead, right?"

"You're quoting me," Grace remarks. "Oh yeah, you're dead."

"So helpful."

"I'm being honest. But seriously, Bright, are you...are you okay?"

I pause. "You know the time when I ran into the glass sliding door thing when we were kids?"

"Yeah, but what's this have to do with-?"

"I went into shock first," I remember. "And then the pain. The stupid, violent pain. That's how I feel, Grace. I'm hurt and I'm mad. Really goddamn mad."

She stays quiet for a bit. "You know what? I'm gonna Skype Alex."

My jaw drops. "Grace, you do know what's gonna happen, right?"

She shrugs. "Guilt and dishonesty bothers me more than a break-up. I need to tell him. I won't be able to rest in peace."

She heads to her laptop.

"I'll just, uh, go," I say awkwardly and I turn and leave.

The good friend I am, I press my ear against the closed door.

"Hey," I hear Alex's voice. My throat tightens nervously.

"Alex, I need to be honest with you. I...I have something to tell you," Grace says, her voice shaking.

"Yeah, babe. You can tell me anything."

I hear Grace gulp.

"You know Chris Jameson, right?"

Alex's voice becomes scarily suspicious. "Grace...?"

I yank my ear away from the door. A second later, they're screaming, Grace is sobbing. Then I back away and I run.

* * * * *

What a baaad chapter, I know.

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