Chapter Eighteen
*Claire*
"So how are things with you and Tony?" Jessica, Mike's girlfriend, who is also my best friend asked.
"We're great! Tony is so romantic." I smiled. "Have you talked to Vic?" Asked Mike. "No, not since he tried to get me back, why?" "Well he's not doing so well." He answered. "What do you mean?"
"He's been out of it for days. He doesn't pay attention to anything and he just mopes around." Jessica answered. "Is he up in his room?" I asked. Mike nodded.
When I got to his door, I took a deep breath and knocked.
*Vic*
"Go away." "Vic, let me in." 'Claire?'
I got up from the bed and quickly unlocked the door.
"Vic. I want to talk." She said. I nodded. "Can we just start over? We had a great run and all but I'm falling for Tony. Hard. So, what I'm trying to say is... I want my best friend back." "Okay. Sure. I want her back too." I smiled and gave her a huge hug, which she returned.
"Claire, just promise me something.
Make sure he treats you better than I did."
*Jessica*
"Mom, Dad, this is Mike, my boyfriend." My parents looked over Mike and then plastered on fake smiles.
"Come in. Dinner is ready." They asked Mike lots of questions and he cracked a bunch of jokes, which they didn't even laugh at. Gosh, I hate them sometimes.
When dinner was over, my dad "talked" to Mike. "Are you sure you want to be with him?" My mom asked. "Of course mom. He's perfect."
Then my phone went off.
"Hello?" I answered. "Jessica! Come to the hospital now!" Tony yelled.
"Tony, what happened?" I frantically asked. "It's Claire." He said and hung up.
"Mike! We have to leave!" I yelled.
He gave me a questioning look.
"Claire is in the hospital!" I cried and ran to my car, not even waiting for his response.
