Angelina Jolie Voight
"So, this Styles, he just told you 'Unbroken is shit?!'" Tiffany asked in shock.
"Not in so many words. But that's what he meant."
I continued to eat my salad.
I had left the office early. I felt like a long drive out of LA, but that would never happen.
I decided to call my bestie, Tiffany. We left to a lovely place. It was a small restaurant. I was so glad it was small. I did not feel like any added attention to myself.
"You know, Chloe won't really like him after this."
"I know. I don't even know how I'll tell her."
"What do you mean?"
"She doesn't listen to anything I say. How will she believe me when I say 'Harry Ass Styles just insulted my work.'"
"She's a typical teenager."
"Nonsense! I was never like her!"
Tiffany furrowed her brow.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"What about that time you tried to find the person who assassinated John Lennon. You decided to dress up like you were part of the military and kill whoever this was. We had to stop you. You were crazy"
I laughed at the stupid thing I did as a teen.
"I guess I was like her."
"Angie, Unbroken was, is, a great movie. I don't think you should ever doubt that."
"Thanks, Tiff."
"Hey, how about you come over to my house tonight. I'll ask Tom to make his heavenly macaroni and chesse."
"I so wish I could. But, I'd like to talk to my kids tonight. And I feel like watching television with them. I'll make it up to you."
"Oh yeah. Moms."
She didn't seem too happy. I need time with my kids tonight. They haven't been seeing much of me lately.
"I'll make it up to you. I promise. I just want tonight to Chloe and Tristan. Tiffany, I promise."
"No. Angie, I understand. Its just, I wish I hadn't aborted my baby. Erin would've been twenty today."
My face softened. I hated the days Tiff was pregnant.
"Angie! Ben said he doesn't want the baby." Tiffany cried.
She had been pregnant for eight months. Nobody but me was happy for this baby. I was going to treat it like my own. Tiffanny wasn't happy because her father is a pastor. And sex out of wedlock is not any pastor's cup of tea.
"What?!"
I was quite shocked. Ben said he was ecstatic for this bundle of joy.
She stormed into my room like a mad woman and cried. I thought Ben was dead or something like that. This is really confusing.
"He-he. He..."
Her tears and snot were the main reason she couldn't speak.
"Tiffany, talk. I could help."
"He said- he said. He said. Told me"
She stopped again.
"Ssh. Don't worry. It's fine."
"Th-" she tried to thank me.
"I'll go run you a hot bath. You sit there as long as you need to. When you get out, you can eat something and snuggle under my blankets."
I opened my room door.
She stopped me.
"Hey, Angie" I turned.
"Yes?"
"You're the one person in this entire world I really love unconditionally."
I smiled.
"I love you too."
It seemed like she remembered the same thing because she let tears fall down her face.
"You never told me about what happened that night."
"That's because I didn't want to."
"Tiff, how am I supposed to even talk to you when you get upset about this? Talk to me, please?"
"That day," she started.
"I twirled around in my dress that I had just bought and danced merrily because I was ecstatic to, finally, find a dress that actually fit me and my huge belly.
Ben stormed in and had a picture in his hand. He didn't look happy.
He asked me what my problem was. If I thought I was being clever to deceive him. I looked at him through my full-length mirror and he had his fists in a ball and his face red.
I had asked him continuously what he meant but, I got no answer.
He stormed out of my house and left the photo on my floor.
It was me. Me and my Seth smiling. He thought I cheated. He told me to forget him. And that he didn't want the baby."
I sat down. And cried.
She said everything like it happened yesterday and she cried while remembering everything.
I felt a tear flee my eye and I slumped back in my chair.
"I'm so sorry"
She cried.
She cried bitterly.
"I. I could've been planning a party right now. He could've gotten married to Chloe."
I chuckled.
"I'm a killer. I killed an innocent boy."
"Tiff..."
I stood up and moved my chair so that I sat next to her.
"you're not. You are wonderful. Never, ever forget that."
I hugged her and she hugged me.