Pink Skies

PART 20

 PART 20

            The doorbell rings downstairs for probably the sixtieth time in these last two weeks and I’m the only one home. A little part of me knows it’s Isaac, so swallowing, I walk downstairs and open the door slowly. But the person on the other side is so far from my guess that I nearly fall over. Not going to lie, I’m a little disappointed, too.

            It’s a girl—a very pretty girl, might I add. She’s the naturally pretty kind, with long blonde locks tumbling down over her shoulders, figure small and faint, as if she might blow away with the wind any second. Her eyes are huge and blue and she’s so perfect that there is already an itch in the back of my mind, because I know who she is.

            “Vincent?” she asks, and her voice is surprisingly low and husky.

            “Vinnie,” I say automatically and she bites her lip, nodding.

            “Sorry, yeah. Um, I’m Cass.” I wait expectantly. “Isaac’s ex-girlfriend.”

I was right, as it turns out, but there is still a sharp pain in my chest. Why is she here?

            “He told me how to get your house.”

            “Uhm—why?” I blink a hundred times and Cass smiles a little bit. She doesn’t look angry in the least, and I’m kind of really confused.

            “I wanted to talk to you about him. He told me what happened. When he broke up with me. Why he was breaking up with me.” Cass speaks in chunks of sentences, her words are as rough as her voice. “And I wanted to tell you that you should forgive him.”

            “What?”

This was not how I was imagining my meeting with Isaac’s ex. Actually, I wasn’t even imagining my meeting with her.

            “I mean, he didn’t not kiss you to embarrass you or anything, he didn’t kiss you because he cared about you.”

            “If he cared about me, why did he lead me on?” I narrow my eyes and she shakes her head.

            “He hates being alone,” she sighs, saying the same thing he had before. “We weren’t even in love, Vinnie. It was more like best friends who decided to get together for the hell of it. To get all the firsts out of the way and stuff. To be honest, I doubt I’m even straight, so.” She laughs and I smile a little. Inside I’m doing a happy dance. “And I would break up with him if he hadn’t first. You don’t realize how perfect your circumstances are.”

            “Oh.”

            “So, basically,” she shrugs with one shoulder, tucking her hands into her pockets, leaning forward on the balls of her feet. A strand of golden hair falls into her face and Cass pushes it back behind her ears. “I’m just here to tell you that there isn’t, and probably never was anything between us. I’m ninety-seven percent sure I’m not into guys, and Isaac is one hundred percent sure he’s not into me, and one hundred and one percent he’s infatuated with you, and I’m here talking to you as his friend, nothing more, and I really think you should give him a chance.” I stand against the door, unsure how to respond to this. “Just…just something to think about. Please. You should see him, Vinnie, he hasn’t touched his camera to take photos ever since he talked to you, and every time I see him, he says he’s going to this forest. I have no idea why, but he looks so sad. Please talk to him.” 

            It’s hard to keep grudges. Especially against boys with incredibly nice ex-girlfriends. Espcially against boys with incredibly nice ex-girlfriends, a thousand smiles, a camera, and with the name of Isaac.

// do you like cass? i personally really like her so. 

thanks for reading! i love you.

- nova. //