Veronica x Heather C (chainsaw)

3. Apology Accepted.

Heather C POV
I stare at her, hoping she would leave on her own. I never know how to comfort people, whatever I say won't help. 

"Are.. are you ok?" I ask, tentatively. 

"I-.. came for, m- my uh, scrunchie, " She says, barely audible.

I look around the room, spotting it near the door. I walk over, pick it up, and hand it to her. Veronica looks up and takes it from my hand. 

"Thanks, " She says while sniffling. 

"So.. what happened?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. 

Veronica doesn't answer, and stares at me, genuinely surprised that I'm being nice. I'm not nice, but I can't stand making Veronica feel worse.

I sigh and sit next to her.

We sit in silence for 5 minutes, not saying anything. 

"I still don't forgive you, " I say, breaking the silence. 

Veronica chuckles a little and gives me a tiny, bittersweet smile. 

I can feel my cheeks heating up, and my heart beats faster. No, no, no, I frantically think to myself. I'm glad it's still dark, or else she would've noticed. 

"Sorry for ruining your clothing. Again" She says, 

I want to say something mean, maybe snap at her, give a witty remark, or threaten her. But, I realize I don't care anymore. 

"I'll accept your apology, if-" I begin

"If what?" She asks, nervously.

"If..  you accompany me to the mall to buy another blazer." 

"Are you asking me for a date?" Veronica says, mischievously. 

My face is red as a tomato, but Veronica doesn't notice. I regain my composure. 

"No, I just need somebody to carry my heavy bags, " 

Veronica just nods and checks her phone. 

"Shit, it's late, my parents are going to kill me." 

She starts to leave, and I reach my arm out to tap her on the shoulder, to ask her to stay. But I stop.

"You know, you could just tell them you stayed with me," I blurt out, hoping she'll accept, 

"That could work. " She agrees and gives me a brilliant smile. 

I feel the corners of my own mouth lifting up.