My head was a mess. And that was the understatement of the century. After Jen and Nathan's confessions I didn't know what to do. On one hand was Nathan, who was clearly wrongly accused of a crime way worse than murder; on the other was Jason, who always seemed to be truthful about everything, who looked so mad about it all; and then there was Jen, who never seemed interested in popularity, and seemed to take my word about the shit that came with it, and the second she moved here, she turned into a popular uber-bitch. All of the confusions were tearing me apart, slowly killing me. The old Elle would have just avoided Jason like he was plague incarnate, but the new Elle had to confront him about it, because the new Elle still bore the scars of the old Elle's cowardice.
But I was still confused. I was so confused. Because if I chose not to confront him, I would have so many doubts about him, and if I did, I would lose him. There were no maybes about it all. If he was lying, then I would never forgive him, and if he wasn't, the he was definitely never going to forgive me. And it wasn't like we were going to get any 'relationship of the year' awards anytime soon. He, for one, had made it abundantly clear that he considered me just a friend, if even that.
But I freaking loved him! Could I let go of him like that? Did I even want to let him go?
Ughhhh! I so wasn't cut out for the teen angst scene! Proof if this was my surroundings. Teen angst was meant to be dealt with balanced precariously on the ledge of a roof, with a bottle of whiskey swiped from the parental units, listening to crappy whiny music; not sitting on a wooden porch, wrapped in a blanket, drinking hot cocoa, looking up at the stars.
Trey came up behind me and said ''I thought you gave up trying to get inspired for poetry class by looking at stars. How come you're up at this time of night looking like a girl who cant decide if the dress makes her look fat or not?''
I gave him a wry smile and asked ''cant sleep?''
He gave me a sad smile ''yeah. Diana broke up with me. This time its permanent. She found someone else."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that." I replied
"Don't be," he replied,"It was like a wakeup call. What the hell am I doing with my life Elle? I'm twenty five. I'm about to get out of law school, but the only girls I date are ones I know I'm not gonna end up with. Diana, a twenty something sorority girl found love. I need to grow up. But I just...''
I completed his sentence ''cant find the love of your life? That's okay Trey. You'll find her when it'll be meant to be. Not a second before or after. No matter how hard you try to find her, you wont. And then, when you least expect it, she'll just pop out of nowhere and you'll fall completely and madly in love with her and give me a lot of completely adorable nieces and nephews. And live happily ever after.''
He smiled, a real genuine smile ''you really think so?''
I rolled my eyes ''of course.''
He grinned, but then he seemed to remember that I was out on the porch thinking about my own personal drama. He asked ''Ellie, is everything okay? You seem to be thinking very hard about something. You know, if you need to talk about something, I'm not a girl, but chicks always say 'oh my god, Trey, you're such a good listener.' sure it always follows with 'OMG Trey, you're so hot' and 'Oh god try, you're so good...' ''
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RomanceSo I'm completely re writing this book, reason being that this is so shitty, and looks like the work so a thirteen year old, which it was initially, but in the last three years, I've grown and changed, both as a person and as a writer, and I want th...
