Hidden Secrets (Jelena)

Chapter 11

"A true relationship is when you tell each other anything and everything. No lies and no secrets..." -Author Unknown

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Justin and I stayed in each other's arms for a while and then I decided to pull away.

I was finally done crying over Isaac. I had gotten the stupid waste of tears out of my system and yelled at myself internally over and over for wasting them on him.

Justin was right, I was not going to waste my tears on him. It was not worth it.

I just cannot digest the fact that Isaac would do this. Out of all the guys, it had to be him. The guy I believed was my best friend and cared for me endlessly. Like I did for him.

"Thank you," I managed to say.

"For?" He asked, almost wanting to hear it from him that he had been here for me.

"For being here for me. I know you're upset too." I told him.

"I'll get over it," He shrugged, "I can't believe I wasted my time on her."

"Well here goes our night." I sighed.

"I should go. I don't wanna take my anger out at you," he said as he started to walk away.

But I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. 

He was here to comfort me when he was equally as hurt like me. I wanted to return the favor and show him that I was also here for him. As a good friend, I owe that to him. I should be there for him as well. I am certain that he will find a better girl, way better than Becky. He is good looking and if he tries, I bet he can get any girl to like him.

"Not really," He tensed, "What about you?"

I shook my head at well, "Let's do something to get our minds off of them."

He smirked, "What do you suppose we do to get our minds off of them?"

I rolled my eyes, "Not funny."

"Do you drink?" He then asked.

"Rarely," I told him.

"Is now one of those rare times?"

"Sure. Why not?" I shrugged.

His mood shifted as I gave in.

Yay?

"But I don't have any in here. So...?"

"That's fine, let's go to my room," He offered.

I nodded and followed him to his room.

His room was messy. Heck, messier than messy.

Papers all over the tables, messy unmade beds, unorganized closets, and the list could go on forever.

I reconsidered my decision.

Was I willing to get drunk on a school night?

Whatever.

Justin poured some vodka for me in a glass and grabbed a whole bottle for himself.

"Please tell me you have a chase?" I cringed at the drink in my hands.

Justin chuckled and walked over to the mini-fridge in his room and I smiled when he pulled out a bottle of orange juice.

I thanked him as he handed it over to me and I poured the juice into my cup, making a mixture of vodka and orange juice. Not the greatest drink but it was better than straight vodka.