That's just life

14.

A few minutes later, all of us were standing outside Ava's house, and Alex had come back with my medicine.

I vaguely thanked him, still not looking at him.

There was only one way I could deal with this.

Shut myself off.

So I did that.

I refused to feel anything.

The rest of the day went in a haze.

We headed to the park again for the time we had left before we had to go back.

Alex kept glancing at me.......weird.

Shouldn't it be Audrey?

On the other hand, Trish and Cole were having the time of their life.

Their hands were intertwined like the branches of a willow tree.

Looking at them made me smile.

At least someone got their happy endings.

A new topic emerged then.......

The Homecoming.

It was basically an event where everyone in Folsom High pretended that they had happy lives, and most of them just came to stuff free food down their throats.

But still, there were students who managed to actually care about it. For example, my own friends.

Ava was practically JUMPING at that thought.

So was everyone else.

I just cringed.

Except for the fact that I had an amazing dress, the black one I showed Ava, I was not particularly happy with the event.

 Of course Cole asked Trish to go with him right away, and of course Trish said yes.

I rolled my eyes.

I mean, enough already.

What surprised me more was that Alex didn't ask Audrey.

Well, perhaps he'd wanted to ask her when they would be....alone.

Where was this day GOING?

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When we finally reached Ava's house and it was time for us to 'go our separate ways', Alex cast a meaningful look at Audrey and she nodded in return.

A look of defiance came over his face.

Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

So not wanting to break myself more, I just said a not-so-thorough goodbye, hugged the girls and briefly nodded at Alex and Cole and started walking towards the house. 

I didn't look back once.

And he didn't stop me.

Of course he wouldn't. Why would he?

But when my hand gripped the door handle, and was about to open it, a hand gripped it from behind. A strong, muscular hand.

What the hell!?

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A/N-

Hey there! Sorry this part took so long, but I promise it's all gonna be worth the wait. Also, comment down below for a ship name for Trish and Cole.

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