I woke up to screaming.
“I can’t believe you of all people would do this!”
Trying to figure out what was going on, I lifted my head up. A sharp pain shot through me and I let my head fall back down again. It felt like someone had smashed it repeatedly against a brick wall.
Why was I so hung over?
I turned to my side slowly trying to make sure another wave of pain didn’t split my skull in half. I spotted my alarm clock on the bedside table and was able to confirm that I was indeed in my bedroom. The neon numbers flashed 3 o’clock p.m.
Why was I still in bed?
Alex opened door and I was able to hear the fight more clearly.
“But Jackie, I was only trying to help and-”
My brother shut the door, cutting off Nathan’s voice. “You’re up,” Alex said hesitantly.
“Yeah, but I feel like hell,” I groaned.
Alex nodded his head. “Figured you would. That’s why I brought this.” He held up a water bottle and painkillers. Crossing the room in three large steps, Alex handed them to me.
“Thanks dude,” I said as I popped the lid off the pills. Throwing two back, I drained half of the water bottle. Then, I settled back down into my pillow, wincing in pain.
“God, what happened last night? All I remember is…” I stopped short as my memories came back to me: The club. The plan. Jackie.
My breath caught in my throat. I felt like someone was trying to suffocate me, as all the pain from last night rushed back into my conscious thoughts.
Alex looked down at his feet, guilty. “Cole, I’m so sorry. It wasn’t supposed to happen like that.”
I held my hand up to stop Alex. “Don’t apologize. This is entirely my fault. I knew that the plan was wrong, but I went through with it anyways. You guys were just trying to help me.”
“Try telling that to Nathan,” Alex sighed and sat down on the edge of my bed. Somewhere in the apartment, a door slammed.
“Why? What’s wrong with him?” Nathan shouldn’t feel sorry. I was the one who went against the plan and acted on my own. I was supposed to wait for him and I didn't. I had no one to blame but myself.
My brother ran a hand through his hair. “He feels horrible for messing up the plan. Sammy puked on him in the club because she was so drunk. They both got kicked out and Nathan thinks the mission went bad because of him.”
Of course! We hadn't factored Sammy into our plan. How could we have forgotten about her? Someone should have been watching her. “That was totally out of his control. He shouldn’t feel like that.”
“Too late. He feels so bad that he tried to apologize to Jackie when she walked in this afternoon.”
“This afternoon?” I asked and looked away from Alex. I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear his answer.
“Yeah, she didn’t spend the night here. I think she was with Kyle. But anyways, when she came in Nathan rushed over and tried to explain the whole thing and now they’re fighting.”
Angry, I threw the water bottle at the wall. Why did he always have to be such a hero? Nathan had no reason to get mixed up into a problem that I caused. The only one that should take the blame was me. “The idiot told her that he helped? Why would he do that? I don’t want Jackie to be mad at you guys too.”
Alex rolled his eyes. “Well she is, so it doesn’t matter.”
Although I already knew the answer, I asked anyways. “Why is she mad at you?”
“Because I gave her the note. She cornered me and said it was one of the main reasons she knew that you set her up to be caught by Kyle. When she noticed the panicked look on your face in the club, she looked back down at the note. Apparently Kyle always signs his letters with the Chinese symbol for love, so she knew it was faked. God that guy makes me feel sick. Who writes love letters anyways?”
I sat quietly for a moment, letting everything that Alex said sink in.
My brother continued. “Cole, I know you’re upset, but she’ll get over this. She will forgive you. I mean, she forgave me after what I put her through, so why not you? ”