She was thrilled for me but after she heard the full story I knew she wouldn’t be, she would feel sorry for me.
It was full of heat. It was raw. It was exhilarating. I didn’t know which word best described it.
“Romantic isn’t exactly the word I would use. It was earth shattering,” I said, choking on the sobs bubbling up in my throat.
“Earth shattering is good, right? Why do you sound like you’re crying?” she asked, concern seeping from her voice.
“Because I was stupid enough to think that he wanted something more with me. He’s been so weird this morning,” I told her, trying to stop my brain from reliving everything, “Holl, I was a one night stand.”
“He’s an idiot for not wanting more with you.”
I knew she was going to say that. That line was pulled straight from the best friend handbook. I realized that nothing anyone said was going to make me feel okay about what happened. Not even the girl I considered my sister.
“Speaking of idiots, where’s yours?” I asked, trying to get off the subject of Ethan Charles.
Waving my free hand in front of my eyes, I blinked away the few straggling tears. If I wasn’t worth treating like a human being than he wasn’t worth crying over.
Yeah right. That was the problem I knew he was worth it but I had to force myself to move on. I knew it was going to be extremely difficult but it was something I had to do.
“I’m not sure. He’s sort of not speaking to me at the moment,” she answered as low as she possibly could.
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t answer his phone call quick enough last night,” she said, her voice cracking with every word.
The way he treated her was twisted. Trent was so possessive. The way he constantly put her down and smothered her made me sick to my stomach. She deserved to be placed on a pedestal because she was an impeccable person, but instead she was treated like trash by trash.
That’s what Trent was, Trash. And that’s what he was always going to be.
“Are you serious? Holland, why do you do this to yourself?” I asked, trying to think of one good quality Trent possessed but all I could think of was he had nice hair.
That was it.
“I-Well, I don’t know, Gracie,” she said, sniffling, “I love him I guess.”
“Holland, do you see how wrong that it is? You love him you guess? You need to leave him,’ I told her, shaking my head in disbelief.
I knew she couldn’t see it but it was a habit. I was a very animated talker.
“I can’t do that,” she said, frantically.
“Why?” I asked, starting to get pissed.
“Because I just can’t. You don’t understand.”
“Well, help me understand.”
“I can’t,” she said, before hanging the phone up.
Our fight should have been my sign that something was seriously wrong with her. We never fought, like ever.
Sitting there in complete silence, I thought to myself that maybe I was wrong earlier maybe someone happy was who I needed to vent to after all.
Unlocking my phone, I sent a group text to Emma and Maddie to meet me for lunch.
Talking to them was sure to help me get a better understanding of what happened, right?
That’s what my heart was telling me but my gut didn’t feel the same.
My gut was telling me that no matter who I talked to or what they said I was still a one night stand.
My brain agreed.
Chapter 5
“I’m so glad ya’ll done the dirty,” Maddie squealed, clapping her hands together.
The waiter looked at her as if she had lost her mind and at that point I was starting to think the exact same thing. West was rubbing off on her.
“Don’t get so excited,” I said, looking down at the grilled chicken salad sitting in front of me.
“Why?” Emma asked, raising her eyebrows in confusion.
“Because it was a one night stand. He barely spoke to when we woke up and he had some creep drop me off.”
“Did you see him at school this morning?” Maddie asked, sipping on