EVER's POV
I still can't believe that Molly is back in town!
Cautiously I slipped into my seat, placing a hand over my growing stomach. I can't explain it. There's just a sense of calm that washes over me the instant I place my hand on my baby bump.
Is this what they call a maternal instinct? Knowing that your children are safe?
Throughout the class period, I could feel Molly's eyes watching me like a hawk. Every once in a while I would give her a short nervous smile, then would immediately refocus on our math teacher's lecture on simplifying square roots.
Yes, I am paying attention to math! But I would rather pay attention to my teacher than have a staring contest with the girl who traumatized me in the first grade!
When the bell finally rang I wanted nothing more than to bulldoze my way through the group of students towards freedom. But alas, I could not because Molly's firm grip on my shoulder halted my movements.
Slowly I turned around to greet her, a nervous smile twitching on my lips.
"H-hey Molly! How have you been? It sure has been a long time! " I was so nervous that I was shaking and looking around the room for someone to help me.
Please don't hit me! Please don't hit me! Please don't hit me!
"Ever relax, you look like you're gonna pass out! I'm not gonna do anything to you, " She scoffed, a genuine smile tugged at her lips and I let out an audible sigh of relief.
"Honestly I thought you still hated me, after what happened that day… " I was trying g to be careful with my words because I don't know if she's actually happy to see me, or if she's pretending.
You know what they say… keep your friends close and your enemies closer…
She's no enemy of mine, but according to 6-year-old Molly, I was the devil.
A look of remorse was displayed in her eyes as she removed her hand from my shoulder. "I never hated you Ever… I was just an angry kid, " she began explaining as we both walked out of the classroom, heading in the direction of my next class: study hall.
"What happened that made you so angry? We used to be best friends, so you could imagine my confusion when you suddenly went all 'Edward scissor hands' (Tim Burton film) on me! " I chuckled at the end, trying to make light of how tense this situation was. I think she appreciated it too because she laughed along with me.
"... That morning… my parents told me that they were getting a divorce, " I let out an audible gasp. Molly's parents were like my it-couple goals growing up!
"What no! But they always seemed so happy! " I practically shouted out in the lunchroom, where my study hall was taking place. She must be in this class too, because she sat down right next to me with a sad smile on her face.
"You can't judge a book by its cover, just like you never truly know what happens behind the closed doors of a picture-perfect family… "
Wow, that was deep…
"I'm so sorry… " I lightly squeezed her hand that rested on the lunch table in front of us.
"no, I'm the one who's sorry, " she said, wiping a stray tear that slid down her face.
"Because of my stupid anger issues, I ruined a perfectly good friendship… " she muttered, squeezing my hand back.
"Well, it's like I always say… friendships can always be fixed with a little food~" I wiggled my eyebrows, nudging her shoulder playfully. She laughed at that, shaking her head as she grabbed a Kit-kat bar from the front pouch of her backpack.
As we sat there in silence munching on our kit-kat pieces, waves of nostalgia hit.
I used to do this with someone… But who?
"you know… I think a part of me did hate you back then… " I nearly choked at her confession.
"huh?!"
"I think back then I was just jealous of you, and how perfect your life seemed…" I noticed how she stared wistfully out the window we were sitting next to.
I knew that this was a serious moment and all, but I couldn't help but let out a snort when she mentioned my life being "perfect". My life was anything but!
"oh honey… my life sucked… honestly it still does," this time it was her turn to be shocked. But she didn't say anything and let me continue.
"The only thing in my life that seems to be going well right now, are my beautiful babies growing healthy in my belly!" I said, resting my hand over my small bump.
She again looked at me shocked. Her gaze flickered between my eyes to my stomach, then back again. "So it is true? You're pregnant? " I only chuckled and nodded my head.
"Who's the father? " She seemed genuinely curious so I told her.
"Which one, the biological, or non-biological? " I laughed a bit more at her confused expression.
"both…? "
"the biological father is Enzo Bernardi- he goes to this school actually so you've probably seen him… " I cringed as I said his name, hating the way his name leaves a bitter taste on my tongue.
I feel like I need to wash my mouth out with dial dish soap!
"I think I've seen him around…" The way she said that made me a bit suspicious, but I didn't comment on it.
"But why did you say biological and non-biological? Did something happen between you two?"
"Huh, girl, listen to this shit! " and for the next fifteen minutes, I explained everything that happened that night. What he told me he wanted me to do with the babies, what I found, how I punched him, and how he left me in the middle of nowhere.
"How did you get back home? Did he come back to get you or what happened? " I could see how invested she became in my story so I told her about Adrian, his sister, and their flirty friend Jake.
"So this Adiran guy pulled over, let you stay at his place, took you to the hospital the next day, and took you home? " she asked with her eyes wide and jaw dropped.
I nodded with a chuckle before adding a piece of crucial information.
" and after he took me home, my mom kicked me out and my dad filed for divorce. So he called his mom to ask if I could stay with her for a while and she let me! I've been living there ever since! "
If it was possible, her eyes widened further and her jaw dropped a tad more.
"What fairytale book did that man escape from?! I want one!" I laughed, mostly because she was right. Adrian really is like my prince on a white horse– only I think he's more like a knight.
My knight clad in leather, and his steed a noble black motorcycle…
"I mean Jake is single… he's a big flirt, but he means well… " For the rest of the period we talked back and forth about boys, life, and everything in between. I even invited her to sit with me and Bri for lunch, which she happily accepted. I even gave her Jake's number.
She's 18 like me so it won't be illegal if those two were to date considering Jake is 23.
Pulling out my phone I shot a quick text to Jake.
Me.
You owe me…
Bigtime! 🤭🤭🤭
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
???
What did you do? 😰
Me
You'll see!!🤭
It's nothing bad
I promise!😂
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
Why don't I believe you…
And shouldn't you be in class?
Me
👀👀
I'm in study hall😂
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
…
You gave a girl my number? 🥺🥺
That's so kind of you 🥺❤️
Me
I know! 💅😙
You're welcome! 😌
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
I definitely owe you!!
Btw Adrian says hi!
I think he's jealous🤭
Me
😂😂😂😂
Tell him I said hi!
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
He's blushing 🤭🤭
Me
I gtg, have fun…
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
Trust me I will😩👀
Me
… Ew 🤮
Bye, bitch🙄
Lovable Dumbass 🙄
Jerk… 🙄
With a chuckle, I placed my phone in my pocket just in time for the bell to ring. I looked over at Molly to see her cheeks a deep shade of red as she typed away on her phone.
I'm glad that Molly and I are friends again! But what is Bri gonna think about it?
...…
It was now lunchtime, and to my pleasant surprise, Bri was very welcoming of Molly. Like me, she was skeptical at first, but once Molly explained everything– it was like no time had passed and we quickly became as thick as thieves.
I was currently enjoying my spicy chicken sandwich topped with banana peppers and pepper jack cheese, along with a side of fries! I've gotta hand it to the lunch ladies, the food is actually edible for once! But it's only the first day of school, so anything can happen.
"Man I don't know what they did to the food today, but it's actually decent for once! I don't feel like throwing up after the first bite! " Brianna cheered, taking a comically large bite of her cheeseburger. Molly and I both looked at each other and laughed when we saw the ketchup and mustard that smeared at the edges of her mouth.
However, our giggles were short-lived when a familiar and rather pungent order of Versace Eros cologne filled my lungs and I started to feel nauseous.
"Ugh, doesn't he know when to quit?... " I heard Bri growl under her breath. I would have said some sort of witty remark, but I was more focused on trying not to throw up. But it was getting harder to do since that god-awful smell was getting stronger the closer he got.
Feeling the bile slowly make its way up my throat, I got up from my seat and tried to hurry my way to the washroom.
Key word: tried.
Before I even made it two steps towards the bathroom, Enzo grabbed my arm and forcefully turned me around to face him. With how fast I turned around, I knew I wasn't gonna make it to the bathroom. I could hear Molly and Bri screaming at him to let me go, they even tried pulling me out of his grip. Let's just say that by the end of their little game of tug-of-Ever, someone was covered in my vomit.
And it wasn't either of the girls…
" YOU FUCKING BITCH! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS SHIRT COSTS?!! I think I'm gonna be sick–" Enzo ran out of the room, gagging as he stripped out of his clothes running out of the building.
Hell if I could move right now I would be running outside too. Though I have to admit… he got what he deserved…
Karma's a bitch…
I cringed when I heard laughter filling the lunchroom. I thought that they were all making fun of me for throwing up all over the place. But to my surprise, no one was even looking in my direction. They were all pointing and laughing in the direction Enzo had run. A few of the boys and girls from my class even came over to make sure I was okay, handing me water and a few napkins to clean myself up with.
"Are you okay Ever? " Molly asked, crouching down to my level before helping me to my feet so I could sit back down in a chair. Bri had gone to get both a nurse and a janitor. Oh, that poor janitor…
"I'm okay… but I think I should go home… " I silently cried, laying my head on the table. I feel like shit in more ways than one…
Molly remained silent, occasionally rubbing my back in a soothing circular motion and I found myself drifting to sleep.