The Impossibilities of Us

Chapter 21

I heard the front door open and then shut.

"Bella? You here?" I hear my best friend yell.

How the hell did she even get in here?

"In the living room," I yell back.

"I am so sorry for not calling you back today and yesterday it's jus-" she stops right when she comes in the living room and sees both me and Daniel on the ground eating pizza while watching the third episode of Friends.

We were sitting right beside each other and our sides were touching while the pizza boxes were on top of our laps. He hogged the pepperoni one because he didn't like pineapple, but I didn't care because this is pineapple pizza.

The pizza had arrived late so we were just finishing up our second slice.

"Am I interrupting something here?" Tori asks.

"No," I say.

"Yes," Daniel says at the same time as me annoyed while his eyes were trained on the tv very focused on the show.

Just two and a half episodes of Friends and he already loves it. See.

"He's never watched Friends and I let him watch it. Now he is like so in love with it an-"

"Shhh" Daniel cuts me off.

I punch his shoulder, "Rude."

"No you're rude for interrupting my show time. Now shut up," he says still very annoyed.

"I'll be back in a bit Daniel. Try not to kiss the tv while I'm gone because you seem way too obsessed with it right now," I chuckle and walk to Tori.

She had a bit of worried look on her face. Or is it sympathetic? Or regret? What the hell, I don't know I'm not a face reader.

"Come, let's go in the kitchen," I say as I grab her arm and lead her to the kitchen.

"I'm so so sorry I didn't pick up your calls today AND yesterday," she says sorrily.

She hadn't picked up at all when I called her yesterday and today. I don't know why she didn't, but I'm not mad at her for it. I may have been in a clothing crisis yesterday and needed her to be here today so I wouldn't be alone in the car with Daniel earlier, but I won't be mad at her for it. She's got a life too.

"It's okay Tori," I say.

"No it's not. You literally went out with the Preston Santiago and I wasn't there to be excited with you. Oh and I have no idea what's up with you and Daniel. Yesterday you sent me voicemails of you mad then sad then mad again because of what Daniel did and now you're both sitting in the same room alone and, may I add, sitting SUPER close together eating pizza. I was gone for the shortest amount of time away from my best friend and I missed it all," she rambles sadly as she sits on the counter.

I sit on the counter beside her and nudge her shoulder, "Hey, don't be sad or regretful that you missed those times. You have your shit to do too and so do I. Anyways, why haven't I heard from you yesterday after you left until now?" I ask.

It's not normal for that to happen because she always answers my calls or texts. If she doesn't answer right away then she'd answer at least less than 12 hours and nothing more.

"My parents got mad at me for talking back at them at the event, so they grounded me for two weeks. No phone and no coming here. So I may or may not have snuck out . . ." she said mumbling the last sentece.

She really just . . .

My goodness, she'd never do anything like this. She has lived 18 years of her life not doing anything like this. She was always listening to what her parents had said.