All Because Of Him

twenty four.

 I stand there for a few moments, watching her walk towards her car and drive off. I try to process everything that just happened but I can't. I have no reasonable explanation for this, the only thing I know is that I fucked up. This is all on me, I should have known that it was Tristian, but I was too focused on the fact that Aiden hurt me and for a split second I wanted Aiden to feel hurt too.

I gather my breath and wipe my tears that were streaming down my cheeks. I needed to get out of here.

Once I walked through the Plaza doors, I scan my eyes through the crowd of people. Keeping my head low, I make my way towards the punch and hope that she's still nearby. The last thing I want is to see Tristian right now, who knows what a scene that would cause.

To my suprise, Jessica was still in the same spot with the guy. I watch as she leans into his chest and whispers something into his ear. I walk towards them, and grab Jessica's wrist, gently pulling her away.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we're leaving." I said to the guy as me and her both walked away. She looks at my hand on her wrist and then back at me.

"About damn time, that guy was starting to bore me." I let go of her wrist and got in front of her as we walked past the stage and out the door.

"Elle? What's the hurry? Where's Nat." She continued, but I ignored her. How am I supposed to explain another mess that I caused?

"Elle," Jessica reaches out and grabs my hand, stopping me in my tracks. I turn around and look at her, but words fail to leave my mouth.

I know I shouldn't feel ashamed to tell Jessica the truth, but I am. I'm embarrassed of my actions, and even telling my best friend what I've done makes me feel sick to my stomach.

"I fucked up." Is all I manage to say. The words barely leave my mouth as I feel the tears coming back.

"What happened?" She asks, walking closer to me, eyes filled with concern. I take a deep breath before answering.

"Natalie caught me in the bathroom," I start to say, "with Tristan." Once I say his name, I watch as Jessica's eyes widen, creating slight crinkles in her forehead. Her mouth went agape and she quickly closed it.

For a moment we stood there in silence, neither of us had anything to say.

"She's never going to forgive me, is she?" I ask, and connect my eyes back to Jessica's again. She takes another step towards me and places her hand on my shoulder.

"She will."

"How do you know?" I ask.

"Time heals." She answers. Those two little words were all it took for me to have hope. Because she's right, time heals all wounds. I know that my forgiveness won't come easy, or quick for that matter. But I have to believe that it won't be the end.

I have to.

"Come on," Jessica continues, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. I place my head in the crook of her neck, as we walk along the grass towards the car. "Let's go home."