DILEMMA

CHAPTER 16

I woke up. Ouch. I hit my head a bit too hard. Yup, I fainted. Who wouldn't on such shocking, terrible, mind-blowing news? I hurried up the stairs. I grabbed my phone tears in my eyes. I already ruined his day with the fight in the morning and then this. He has no one to talk to. I dialled in his number and waited. He didn't pick up so I tried again and he didn't pick up. This happened five-time.
I called Stiles and told him what had happened. He told me to talk to him face to face.
I grabbed my car keys and drove over to his house. Rang the doorbell. Nobody opened the door. I called out his name and just when I was about to lose hope I realised his car wasn't home. That meant he went somewhere. Clearly, he knew what had happened. Where could he have possibly gone? A restaurant? A park? There are so many places in this city. Then I remembered. He mentioned that he goes to the beach house alone many times.
I was not prepared. But I had to help him. I don't know how someone would take that news alone. When someone experiences the death of a loved one the best thing to do is to be with someone at that time, to prevent wrong decisions. I drove as fast as I could. I grabbed some cold coffee from Starbucks on the way. Not for me. For him.
I finally reached the beach house. I ran out of my car and opened the door to the house. There he was head in hands, scrunched up against the wall, knees to his chest. He was shaking. A bottle of beer lay beside him. I walked towards him and sat beside him. When I looked ahead, there were a bunch of broken beer bottles in front of us. He threw the empty bottles on the wall across us. It must have been five. Meaning he drank five bottles of beer. And threw them. I got up grabbed the broom and piled the pieces at the very corner of the room so no one gets hurt. By that time he was looking up at me. Only showing his eyes. Still in the same position. His eyes were all red and tears were still rolling down his cheek. I ran towards him. I grabbed some water. I offered him the Starbucks cold coffee and some water. He looked up at me showing his full face this time. There was now a cut. A long cut from the right side of his nose bridge to the pointed part of his cheekbone.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I shouted, tears in my eyes. I got up and opened the cupboard from where I borrowed the towel. I spotted the first aid kit. I grabbed ahold of it and ran back to Drake. I cleaned the wound and bandaged it with gauge and soframycin. I looked at him. Hugged him as tight as I could and he started sniffling and shaking again. He was heartbroken. I didn't know what to say to him. I held him there just like he held me yesterday. The only difference is that I wasn't going to leave him. But then he said something. I couldn't make out what he said.

"Huh?" I said.
"You were wrong. But also quite right." He said in a muffled voice. I didn't understand what he was trying to say so I didn't say anything.
"When I moved over here, I wanted to start new. I was so desperate to have someone who would love me with all their heart. I was so engrossed in that desire to love someone that I started to believe it was you. But no. I know why you held back all those times. It's because you're in love with Stiles and I'm your best friend." He said. After saying that he finally sat up straight. I was processing it all. From behind me came Stiles.
"I heard the whole thing. You never cut the call Rosey. I heard you the whole time." Stiles said.
I reached for my back pocket and took out my phone. I cut the call.
"Oh and by the way..." Drake said wiping the tears off his face. He started smiling which was very confusing as of what had happened to his mom. "My mom just joined the school as an art teacher because the other one died in an accident. She was on a date yesterday and her phone died. Nothing else." He said smiling.
Stiles and I both smiled. I was so relieved I jumped into his arms to hug him. This time Stiles laughed. I took the last sip of the cold coffee and realised I drank it all even though it was for him. I laughed at that. I turned to Stiles. Looked him eye to eye and pulled him in for a kiss.
That's how it ends folks. Drake who used to be her crush now became her best friend and Stiles who used to be her best friend is now her boyfriend. Oh and no one died. Finally, the dilemma ends...