EMILY***Can we meet today? Need to know what the next move is.I had hoped that ignoring Tiffany would stop her from reaching out to me, and I don't even know why I thought that was the move because all I got was the opposite of the desired effect. She had reached out just a few days after my conversation with Gabriel and the extreme scare I had gotten as a result.I was relieved, still, very relieved in fact but a part of me was still antsy. What if she was there? What if I hadn't seen her but she was there? I knew I was being paranoid but I had legitimate reasons to be afraid of her. I didn’t know what happened between her and Henry but I could guess it was the intimidating way in which she made me scared and made me want to do what she wanted me to do.I was also afraid because I knew I would have to suggest that I would no longer do things the way I was doing them when it came to Gabriel, that I was going to take a step back and focus solely on her revenge. I hoped she would tak
GABRIEL***I couldn’t stop looking at the time. We had agreed to meet at one p.m. at the cafe and it was only two minutes to.What if he didn’t show? What if he had just agreed to meet me to get my hopes up so that he could embarrass me? I knew I deserved it. I wouldn’t even blame him if that was what he had decided to do. If I was being honest, I would have done the same thing if I was in his shoes. Maybe that was why I thought of it. I hoped I wasn’t right. I had texted Harry as soon as I made the decision to make things right so that I didn’t give myself the room to think twice about it. I knew that if I gave myself time my ego would find a way to talk me out of the whole thing. But look where my ego had gotten me. Because of my stupid sense of pride, I ended up kissing someone I had no business kissing and I was now hiding it from my girlfriend because I couldn't stand the thought of being a jerk anymore.What was wrong with me?I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans as I looked ar
EMILY***“There you are,” Tiffany said as I sat across from her and I smiled at her as best as I could.The paranoid part of me had convinced me that she could smell fear so I was doing my best to make sure I was not showing just how nervous and scared I was for the conversation that lay ahead. A part of me thought of just using blackmail off the bat, to reduce the chances of being misunderstood but I knew very well that I was the type of person that needed to be desperate to do such a thing.I took my time ordering a drink and I was buying the time to calm myself down. I couldn’t show her that I was afraid of her, otherwise, she would just say no and I would have no choice but to keep interacting with Gabriel and that was the last thing I wanted.I needed to show her just how necessary a new strategy was-it was the only way she would even listen, let alone agree to a new way of doing things. My heart was racing in my chest but I convinced myself that I could do it. When it was appar
GABRIEL***"How have you been?" Harry asked, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts. "I've been… good," I said and I immediately felt guilty for saying that because he had lost Emily while I still had Harper, and I had kissed the girl he probably still liked, the one who had caused a heartbreak he was still probably trying to get over.I hoped he hadn’t taken it negatively, because I also knew that it was the right answer. Saying I hadn't been good also had the potential of being taken as me being pretentious- was I saying that just to flatter him?"That's great," he said as he nodded, "I've been good too considering the circumstances, I've just been really trying to focus on myself and do this healing from heartbreak thing one feeling at a time, and I will admit it has been hard but I think I'm beginning to come up on the other side of it. I feel better than I do worse, I have gone back to my classes and things are looking up for me. I'm sorry for the explosion of emotions, I did
Bakersville High School***You and Gabriel are dating?" Julie asked in a voice that was just above a whisper."Keep your voice down," Emily said as she looked around the library. She hoped no one had heard her. She couldn't afford another rumor, not because it wasn't true but because it had to be kept a secret at all costs. It was part of the plan. Going public was out of the question."Yes," she said, "but we're keeping it a secret. We'll be acting the way we normally do at school so that no one catches on to what's happening between us.""But why?" Julie asked, "why doesn't he want to tell people that you're dating? Is he ashamed of you?""No, it was my idea actually, I didn't want all the attention. You already know that dating Gabriel means being a part of the popular crowd and you know I can't handle the attention, let alone the pressure of looking and acting the part. It was my suggestion because I wanted to do this on my terms," Emily said."If you say so," Julie said, "as lo
GABRIEL***"I'll see you around," Harry said as he walked away.I nodded and smiled. It was a fake smile but I couldn't even bother with a real one because of just how bothered I was. The conversation had taken a turn I hadn't expected. Not only had Harry caught onto the fact that I liked Emily, he was also convinced that she liked me, too.I was caught off guard. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't lie because Harry was already convinced. But I was also shocked. Was what he was saying true? Did Emily also like me? That was highly unlikely. There was no way someone who treated me in the way she did liked me."What makes you think Emily likes me?" I had asked because it was just too absurd."You may think she hates you but she's simply bothered by you. And why do you think that's the case? If she really hated you she would be indifferent to you, but she's not. Everything you do bothers her and makes her uncomfortable. You might think she's not affected by the things you do but she
EMILY***"I'm still bent on exposing him," Tiffany said.We were in her room. It was two days after we had had our conversation, and we hadn't come up with any good ideas so we decided to meet again to talk things through when we had come up with a few ideas. I had gone to my room relieved that day. My plan had worked and best of all, I hadn't had to blackmail her to get her to do what I wanted. This was no longer about me. I didn't have to get involved with Gabriel. I could just give her ideas and let her go ahead with them."For what happened to him growing up, as you had originally planned?" I asked."Yeah, why?" She asked, looking over at me."How about exposing him for what he did to you? The problem with telling people what happened to him growing up is that he might get sympathy and you might end up being the bad person. What happened to him wasn't his fault."The fact that I had managed to convince her had made me bolder. I was no longer afraid of telling her what I thought.
GABRIEL***“I’m leaving,” Harper said as she got up from beside me on my bed. I didn’t protest. I didn’t ask her why she was leaving, I already knew why. She had probably said something and I had probably missed it while being lost in thought. She picked her bag off the floor and made her way out of the room and I was left alone with my thoughts.A part of me felt relieved and I felt guilty for that. But at least she would no longer feel all alone while being next to me. At least I wouldn’t hurt her. I was thinking about my conversation with Harry. It was all I had been able to think about since we parted ways. I couldn’t even think about the fact that he had texted me after, saying he hoped we could try to be friends again despite what happenedBefore the conversation, it was all I could think about, all I could hope would happen. But the conversation had taken such a turn that it was the last thought on my mind and it didn’t even offer the comfort I expected it to. I was in distre