His Slut Of The Week || Wattys 2016

Unimaginable

                  

My hair is damp against my pillow and the only illuminating my face is the screen of my phone. I was scrolling through Instagram at an unimaginable pace, not really looking at anything. I just need something to distract myself from everything that has happened the past couple days.

My phone starts buzzing and Ashlyn's name shows up on my phone. I roll my eyes at the stupid picture that she put as her contact photo. I slide the button across the bottom.

"Hello?" I ask through the phone. I could hear some laughing and I knew that she was with Drake. It took everything in me not to just hang up.

"Hi beautiful. Can you meet me at school tomorrow early?" she asks. The line gets quieter which means she probably went into another room. Maybe she was at a party. I know that she had quite the reputation for that.

"I suppose. Is everything okay?"

My friend alert became noticeable. I'm very protective over my friends and I hate to see them sad or upset, and I'm assuming something happened if she wants me to meet her there early.

"Yes! Everything is great!" she responds enthusiastically. A little too happy, even for me.

We say our goodbyes and hang up. My phone lights up again and it is the same contact.

"I just thought of something," she responds before I can even think of anything to say, "Why don't you just pick me up tomorrow?"

I was confused, mainly because she just barely hung up on me and now she is asking for a ride to school. Of course I will, but I don't know how she could have forgotten to ask me that. More importantly, why she thought I wouldn't be picking her up in the first place.... because I have been since she's came back to school.

"Um, I already do Ash," I reminded her.

"Okay, cool. I'll see you at seven then?" she completely disregarded my statement.

"Are you okay? Like is there a reason you are acting so weird?" I ask, my alarm going off once more.

"Absolutely. Bye now," she says for the second time in five minutes.

"Bye?" I say as in more of a question. I will never understand her.

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I parked the jeep and pulled out my phone to text her that I was here. I almost hit the send button when I saw her getting into the passenger seat. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She is never on time.

I'm always waiting here for at least ten minutes, so I just started showing up ten minutes earlier.

"Well hello there," I say sarcastically. She looks at me with the biggest smile I've ever seen on her face before. She is bouncing in her seat a little bit and I become worried that she may have officially lost it. I've never seen her act like this.

"I have big, big news Riles," she tells me with a confident smile. "You remember the infamous Drake?"

I roll my eyes at the name. If I knew that she had to talk to me about him, I would have never agreed. I thought she actually had something important to tell me.

"I believe so. More than I would like," I mumble. She laughs and turns in her seat to get comfortable while I start driving towards school.

"I broke up with him after choir yesterday," her voice holds so much joy in the sentence, that it sends chills through my bones.

I didn't respond. I couldn't. I know I should be happy too, because now I don't have to see them together, but a new feeling crashed over me and I couldn't. I felt guilty. I felt sympathetic. I felt sad.

If I didn't become friends with Ash again, maybe she wouldn't have broken up with him. If I wasn't acting like a little pity bitch, she would still be with him. But worst of all, I don't know if I will see him anymore. The thought of that is what hurts the most.

"Are you happy or sad? I can't tell," Ash informed me, not as a friend, but as if I was a science experiment.

"I don't know," I tell her honestly.

Because I don't. I know she did this for me, but I feel bad for him.

"If it makes you feel better, he was going to break up with me too." She said after a short pause. "It was kinda like a mutual agreement, but I beat him to it if you know what I mean?"

It didn't make me feel better.