Molly-
My cheeks hurt by the time I got home. Spending so many hours forcing myself to laugh and smile with Becca so she wouldn't worry about what was going on with me. Not that I thought I was particularly successful at it. Several times I had to dodge questions I didn't want to answer.
Becca was my best friend, and she would do anything to help me, just as I would do for her. But I wasn't ready to talk about anything.
Becca had made it perfectly clear that she knew about Scott and I, and she approved of us. But after hearing Paul's disgust over and over, I was starting to feel the shame of what we had done.
Besides, when Becca told me she and Noah had FINALLY slept together, the last thing I wanted to do was ruin that by drudging up all the awful things that had happened in the last day and a half. Hell, I didn't even want to think about it. It was all just too much to deal with at the moment, and I wanted to concentrate on something normal.
