A follow up on my first book! (Where Isak met Even) I suggest you read the first one before starting this one. Everything will make more sense that way:)
At the end of the party Isak and I went back to my apartment. Isak went to take a shower when I dropped an empty glass bottle of beer on the ground. Isak came out wrapped in a towel to check what had happened. He cleaned up the glass from the ground. I didn't know what he would think of me. I just stood there. "It's ok Even." he said after he had cleaned up "We just won't attend anymore drinking parties." Isak stared at me, "It's not..from the party." I managed to get the words out. I opened the mini fridge full of beers under my sink. "Oh, Even" he said doubtfully as I couldn't hold my tears back.
It had been a week since Isak called my parents about my relapse. It was not the ideal way for them to meet him at all, but I knew it was for the best. Isak had been living in my apartment alone for 2 weeks now because I had been living with my parents; it's easier to not think about beer, or any alcohol when I'm with my family. Tomorrow I was traveling back to Isak. At least it was Christmas break now, so there wasn't any school to worry about. It was also good for Isak to live in the apartment alone for some time, maybe he'd feel more at home. It was around 7pm now, and I still hadn't texted Isak today. So I did.
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Don't get me wrong, I was glad he had been spending time with his friends, but for some reason it made me sad. Had he replaced me with his friends? No, of course not. It's different. They're just his friends, but even before him and I got together he told me everything anyway, so we're closer than they'll ever be.
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I was on the train. There was a slight delay so I knew I wouldn't make it to Isak at 12 in the afternoon. I didn't want him to wait, so I told him I'd be late.
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Now he had forgotten I was coming. What the hell? I was frustrated. More disappointed than anything. I even considered just turning back and going back to my family, but it was too late. If Isak didn't care about me than who would? Not only was he my boyfriend, but he was my only close friend that knew about my drinking problem. If I didn't have someone to constantly be with I'm afraid I'd relapse again. I was a minute away from the train station so I panicked and called him. He answered but before he could say anything I talked as quickly as I could, "Isak? I'd understand if you genuinely had forgot I was coming today, but you couldn't have. I texted you everyday when I was gone. I even texted you yesterday telling you the exact time I was going to be there. Are you replacing me with your friends? Because if you are just tell me! Don't lead me on and-" before I could say another word the train stopped at the station and I saw Isak standing there waiting for me. He was looking at me laughing, the phone up to his ear. I hung up the phone and went out of the train with my bag. I hugged him but he was still laughing. "Even?" he said softly, "You really think I'd forget? It was just a joke, if I had known you'd take it so seriously I wouldn't have done it" he laughed again. I laughed a little, and we hopped on the bus to take us to the apartment.
"What was that about anyway Even? Replacing you with my friends?" he asked confused.
