The Triangle

Chapter 167 • Finale (CLAY)

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• 2 Months Later •

-Y/N's POV-
Ever since that night where I argued with my friends, we haven't spoken nor seen each other once.

None of us said a word, but we knew we weren't friends anymore.

After my fight with Clay, about our not so shared feelings, I was afraid to talk to him. Me not returning his feelings made a stick in the road appear in our friendship. It was tainted.

I knew that if we spoke again, the outcome wouldn't change. Especially because my memories never returned this summer. I did everything I could, but it wouldn't work.

They were gone.

I hated my brain every single day for not remembering my life with my friends. I knew that if I could just remember, everything would be the way it was. Except, it wouldn't be. Either way, whether I lost my memory or not, things would be different, and I wasn't ready for that. Maybe senior year me was ready, but I was certainly not.

I wasn't ready to say goodbye to my friends, I wasn't ready to go to college, I wasn't ready to date one of them. Unfortunately, life doesn't care if you're not ready for something. It puts you under intense pressure and you're just left there, feeling helpless to do anything except cry, which is what I did for the first month of summer.

My fight with Clay left me feeling horrible. He's loved me since the 6th grade. Meanwhile, I liked him once in 6th grade too, but I got over it one day, I didn't feel that way about him anymore. I didn't remember falling in love with him because of my memory loss, so there was not much I could do. I was worried about Clay, but there wasn't much I could do when our feelings for each other weren't mutual anymore.

As for my fight with George, it left me feeling angry at him. He didn't tell me the truth. The fact that he told everyone not to tell me that I was in a love triangle with my best friends, plus my enemy, made me furious. I deserved to know.

But, his feelings were valid, and I learned that. He was worried about his best friend. It was normal for him to have that reaction. I also realized that he was just trying to protect me. He knew the pain that I went through this year. Unfortunately, he knew more than I did.

And my fight with Nick was out of pure jealously. I was jealous that he met someone else. I always thought he'd get a girlfriend after high school. But I never thought he'd get a boyfriend in high school, especially while he was practically dating me.

I had no problem with being poly, I had a problem with not being informed about this information. After all, I've liked him for a whole year now. During that year, I felt distant from him, because I was afraid that he didn't return my feelings, but deep down, he did.

And nobody told me.

Everything changed so fast in my life, and I wasn't aware of any of it. I felt lost, alone.

And no one cared.

No one tried understanding what I was going through. They painted me as the bad guy, especially Wilbur and George.

Wilbur called me a bitch and got angry with me for not having my memories return, like I could control that. I already didn't trust him that much, but the fact that he couldn't understand why I was acting the way I did, was frustrating.

I lost my memory of the whole year, everything changed, and I didn't know anything. All of my friends, plus my enemy, made me feel like the bad guy, when I was just as sad and scared as they were.