Gone Girl

Chapter 8

Nicole's POV

I don't understand what happened to Veronica, we were best friends for years, and all of sudden she entirely changed and ignored us. It pains me so much seeing her so out of touch with us. She is an entirely different person.

I haven't talked to James since then, his explanation was stupid—took me weeks to understand—he just ghosted me a few days later and I cried the entire summer over him, but now I'm ready to find someone else, maybe he will get jealous.

Would I take him back? I wouldn't unless... you know, he changes. He was so nice to me before. I mean sometimes, other times he would ignore me for days, saying he was busy.

He is the first guy I was ever with romantically and intimately, I know Louis hates how much I accept everything he does, but how can you get over someone you gave your heart and body to?

I walk into the kitchen and my mom is sitting at the table drinking a glass of white wine while scrolling through Facebook, old people stuff.

I don't see her often, she works till late and my dad isn't as close to me as I would like him to be.

"Hey, mom!" I excitedly say to her and try to kiss her on the cheek, sometimes I just feel the need to be loved by my mother but she seems to dodge it each time.

I sit down grabbing something to eat, I'm starving.

"Are you going to eat that?" She looks at the sandwich I made and gives me a disapproving face.

"Yeah?" I mutter and she continues, "I'd avoid it if I were you, you gained a bit of weight lately."

It's not the first time she says this to me but it does make me a bit self-conscious. She is slim but my weight looks average to me.

She sees that I'm not convinced and I keep eating. "No boy will like you. It's better to start watching your weight now before you get too fat." She grabs the sandwich and throws it in the bin, something she has never done before. I sit there utterly shocked as she leaves the kitchen room.

Is that why James doesn't even bother with me anymore?

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After I took a shower, I unwrap the towel and take a glance at the mirror. Examining my legs and my waist, I got a bit of tummy but it's probably just because I am bloated... right? Maybe I should sign up for the gym.

My phone buzzes and I pick it up, before even getting the chance to put the pajamas on.

Oh, God, it's James.

James: I'm sorry for what I did, I was drunk and I miss you so much, you know how much I care about you, in a way no one will. I didn't text you because I was too ashamed and thought I wasn't good enough for you. But I know I can make it up.

Oh my God! I can't believe it!

I read it with a big smile and I immediately text him back, he agrees to come over to give me a ride to his home.

I don't even bother telling my mom, she is sleeping, and she wouldn't care. She never asks where I'm going.

We don't even get inside his house and he parks the car in the alley and we start making out while I get on top of him. He always grabs my hair and he knows I go crazy for that.

He starts sucking on my neck and a small moan escapes my mouth, I can feel the hickeys already forming. He doesn't let me do it to him, I suppose he does it as a way to show everyone I'm his.

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After we are done, we put the clothes back on and just sit in his car while I try to stir up a conversation.

"I want an explanation, again," I murmur, "I want to know why you went with that girl two months ago."

"What is there left to say? If you are stupid enough to believe I don't love you then leave."

James says he loves me... and it's the only thing I hear.

He looks down at his phone and I just look outside the window. We used to have nice conversations, he used to try to be gentle with me.

"Can we grab something to eat?" I ask him a few moments later and I smile shyly while my stomach is growling.

"No, I'll drop you off at home." My smile immediately fades and I can't help but feel alone and used. I love him so much, but he barely spends any time with me, other than when we are making love.

We don't talk the whole ride and when I get out of the car, he doesn't wait and immediately drives off. Tears start forming around my eyes and I sit down on the steps, trying to call Louis.

It's very late.

He picks up and I can tell he was awake. "What's wrong?" His voice is low and deep and I can tell how tired he is.

"I went to see James..."

"Oh, girl." He doesn't even bother saying anything else, he already understands what happened.

"V-Veronica would be mad, rightfully." He struggles to say her name, he hasn't been the same since she left us. It saddens me to hear her name, I don't get her at all.

"It's not her business anyway, she stopped talking to us," I reply.

"You know she cares about us a lot, I think I know why she is ignoring us, or me..." I raise my eyebrows, surprised, and wait for him to continue.

"Remember that party?" I nod even though he can't see me. "I was drunk and I kissed her. I'm an idiot, I know." My mouth drops to the floor and I don't have any words to say.

"Why would you do that? Why would you ruin our friendship like that?" I accuse him. Friends should just be friends. This is the reason why she is ignoring us. It must be so awkward for her.

"I like her a lot, Nicole, she kissed me back... I don't know why she is hiding from us now."

"Oh no, don't put this on me, it's your fault, she is hiding from you!" I scowl at him.

He takes a few moments to reply,  I might have been too rude but she is my best friend.

"I will try to talk to her."

I highly doubt it's going to work but I'll let him try, maybe I should talk to her since she is ignoring me only because of him.

I knew it couldn't be my fault.

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