Wednesday.
Day 23.
Issa.
I woke up inside warm arms the next morning feeling, simply put, bliss, despite everything.
It was what I wanted the first time when me and Cam slept together, and it was just as amazing as expected now that it was happening. I layed there all morning, even after my stomach growled a hundred times begging for some food. I didn't care, I just wanted to lay with Cam for the rest of my life.
"Do you still hate me?" Cam had said it just after everything, after finally settling down and laying peacefully together. I had told him I did still dispise him, that I loathed him. He had laughed and so did I, but part of me still meant it partially. I certainly didn't trust him, but I did still care for him. Alot.
It was too damn confusing to think about so I tried not to.
Even with how happy-ish I was with him, my indecisive mind always found it's way elsewhere. Cam wasn't ever going to leave my heart even after hurting me, just like George also wouldn't. They were both too important to me. I wanted to be lying next to George then too, but I couldn't. I could just take both for myself like that.
I was such a hypocrite.
My phone was buzzing so much I thought it might fall off of my nightstand from the vibrations coming in. That was when I finally decided to break apart from a very sleepy Cam to see who needed me to answer them so badly.
Lectra: 'where are you? George and I need to tell you some...stuff.'
Uh oh.
Lectra: 'are you even in your room? I knocked so many times and it's even locked. Where'd you run off to girl??'
I snap my head up and look at my door. Apparently I had locked the door at one point, but we must've been so tired out that we never even heard Lectra's bangings for me. I was starting to feel bad, then came the fear of needing to explain to Lectra what actually happened here. Ugh.
I let out an unknowingly much needed breath then returned to reading my messages;
Lectra: 'well, good morning. I'll be in the living room until about 2 if you want to talk. Love ya.'
There were many more texts, and twice as many calls from her and even George. I didn't know what they could both possibly want to tell me so urgently, but it was enough to finally get me up. I looked up at the tiny numbers in the corner of my phone to see it was only 12 in the morning and that Lectra would still be downstairs waiting for me.
I sit up in my bed and froze the instant my eyes found Cam again, sleeping just as peacefully as before. He was definitely out cold.
I lean down and plant a sloppy kiss on his aposing cheek not totally smooshed against my pillow, only for him to blink awake at the touch.
"You're awake." Cam doesn't move besides rolling over onto his back to get a better view of me sitting over him, oblivious that I was just about to sneak out. He doesn't speak at all, he simply watches me with a small, sleepy grin perched on his lips.
"Leah needs me downstairs. Was just gonna go-" Before I can get out my explanation, Cam was grabbing me by my waste and tugging me forward onto his torso, leaving me firmly sitting on him. When he finally talks his voice sounds weak and raspy, a morning voice straight out of my fantasies.
I wouldn't even be surprised if all of this was just another dream with how perfect my morning was already.
"Don't go yet. Please?" I ditch my former thought, hating it completely, not wanting to jinx myself then I refocus on Cam below me. I look down at him trailing his eyes on my half naked body with only a t-shirt and underwear on and immediately roll my eyes.
"Why's that? So you can waste some more of my time?" All Cam does is smirk at my passive aggressive tone, knowing all too well I was still unsure about how I felt about him, even after what happened last night.
"I don't think any of last night was wasted at all. And from how fast you fell asleep, I would say you enjoyed it just as much." I defaulted to rolling my eyes at him again, then I was being hastily pulled downwards, just close enough to Cam's face now to feel his breath against my skin.
"But if you absolutely must go, fine. I'll be here for at least another couple of hours, sleeping away our wasted night." Then with that, Cam was pulling the extra space together and kissing me long and hard, smoothing up and down my thighs along the way.
When he finally pulled away and I got up from him, I almost didn't want to go find Lectra anymore at all.
"Okay, whatever. Just remember, I don't want George knowing anything happened between us. Got it?" Cam twitches to life from falling back on my pillow, then he finds me again.
"Got it." We had talked only a little bit last night about-us, and whatever that even meant. I didn't know, but of course Cam wanted a relationship. Only the trust between us was broken and I wasn't sure I could handle that from him just yet, if at all. But I knew I sure as hell didn't want George to know anything was happening at all until my mind was made up.
"So we still 'hate' eachother then?" I see and hear the amusement in Cam's question, but it was exactly what I wanted. George knew what Cam did, and if I just let Cam be out of trouble just like that, it wouldn't be fair to George. Afterall, he had cheated on me twice and was still very much in the doghouse.
Well, kind of.
"Yes, exactly Cam. At least a little bit. We're civil." He sighs then watches me as I get dressed, already ready to head out the door to face whatever Lectra needed to talk with me about.
"So be subtle while sneaking out, okay?" Cam nods then waves me a goodbye as I finally slip away out the door. The last I see of Cam is him tossing over again and almost immediately going limp from sleep. It was undeniably cute, yet annoying that he was tugging this hard on my heart.
With an aggrivated smile on my face, I was traveling downstairs until I came to the living room, seeing the back of Lectra's head watching TV. Only she wasn't even watching it, instead she was glued into her laptop, typing away briskly.
"Morning" Lectra pulls her face out of the device and immediately closes it, jumping up from the couch and over to me in a heartbeat.
"Issa! I was planning on chewing you out for ditching on me for god knows what, but now all I care about is the details about that clown Cam! Spill. Now." I stare blinking away at Lectra, wordless. Did she know everything already?
"George already told me everything yesterday." Yup. Now there was no way I could possibly tell her that Cam and I slept together last night like I had originally planned on. I didn't regret sleeping with him, yet at least, but it still felt embarrassing to admit after what he did.
"You kicked his ass for what he did right?"
"Um, well I mean-"
"God, please tell me the next time I see him, I'll see a big fat bruise on his stupid face." Well she might find bruises, but not on his face. I find myself smiling again thinking about Cam, then it quickly fades when I remember Lectra was sitting in front of me waiting for some kind of answer that I wasn't quite sure how to give her anymore.
"We're-civil. We talked and yeah. That's all, I guess." Lectras face instantly goes blank.
"Civil? As in 'friends' pretty much? How?" I begin walking over to the couch out of nervousness and guilt for lying to my best friend. I should just tell her. I knew I probably would end up spilling it at some point, but I was not ready right now.
"No, not friends. I still hate him, but he's still going to help me stream and stuff."
"That's incredibly stupid. Sorry, but what the hell Issa." I finally sit but was immediately pulling my vision to find Lectra giving me an incredulous glare. It was definitely a good thing I hadn't told her I slept with him yet. She was maybe even less ready for the truth than I was.
"I know what you're thinking Lectra, okay? But at least I'm still living here with you, right?" She scoffs.
"It's not like Brooks would just let Cam kick you out." She had a point, but I was only saying these things to get Lectra off of Cams back. Nothing was working understandibly, she hated Cam too much now. I didn't want to fight with her, but I could feel the bile coming up, itching to defend myself and even Cam.
"Lectra please-"
"Issa, he isn't worth-" Lectra interrupts me then, and all I can think to do is ignore everything I just told myself and finally erupt on her;
"No, just respect my decision, alright? This has nothing to do with you Lectra, just stay out of it!" Lectra had been slowly walking back over to me on the couch until then. She had stopped so ubruptly you'd think someone had a rope tied around her tugging hard at her.
And all I saw on her face was, confusing enough; understanding. But I knew underneath she was masking pain. We had just had our first fight, just hardly, but it still felt crappy to me regardless.
"Okay." I knew all of this was because I had just spent the night with the man she was so reasonably hating on, but I also couldn't just tell her the truth and have her be miraculously okay with Cam again. It was in no way better either way.
"T-Thank you. What did you and George need to talk to me about then?" Lectra simply shakes her head at me, then she sits beside me on the couch and begins looking at her laptop once again.
"I um-that was it I guess." I could tell it wasn't all she had to tell me, that she simply just wanted to be left alone. I get up just as quick as she sat down and hovered for a few more seconds to add;
"Okay, I'm gonna finally go get the rest of my stuff at my dorm then. See you later." A small half wave and smile are tossed my way so I took that as my cue to be on my way. I didn't really have anything planned today at all and just came up with it on the spot, just wanting to give her some space like she clearly wanted.
Maybe I should just turn back and apologize, tell her she was right about Cam. That he was a jerk like she said, then admit what we did last night anyway. I was already out the door and heading to my car before I could convince myself to do the right thing.
Maybe seeing my old creepy dorm that resembled the school might snap me back into shape and clear my damn head.
I really hoped it would.
--George--
Nobody had heard from Issa all night, or even Cam.
Lectra had came up with the ridiculous theory that Issa had actually hurt Cam, which was why they were both gone, but we all laughed it off. Now I was honestly worried she actually might have somehow, being as they were both M.I.A. But ultimately I dropped it, because now what we needed was to inform Issa about Blake being here too. That was what was important.
Even if he didn't remember a damn thing at all.
The night of bowling went over okay, even if I honestly couldn't stand the guy. I figured it was dumb to hate someone who had no idea of the craziness going on in me and Issas heads, so I tried my best to drop it the rest of the night. I would probably never see him again after that, so it was admittedly easy to do.
What wasn't going to be easy was seeing Cam around the house, after blurting my big mouth about what he did to Issa. I had to admit, I was curious how their encounter went, and it didn't take me long to be texting Cam the very next morning.
Me: 'you awake yet?'
No answer. I didn't know if it was because he was just asleep or had blocked my number. Leaning towards option number two.
Me: 'I just wanna talk. I'm so sorry about-'
I had it ready to type the rest and send immediately, but was stopped midway by the sound of a text coming in underneath it. I delete everything I had typed and look at what Cam sent.
Cam: 'yup.'
Oh, he was definitely pissed.
Me: 'look im sorry, truly. I was an idiot. But you already know that..'
I send it without a second thought then finally Cams texts start to come in faster.
Cam: 'ya, you are an idiot.'
Me: 'so.. can we talk? In person..?'
This time I hesitated, totally terrified about talking to, or even seeing Cam in real life. We had big arguments in the past, but I wasn't sure we would be able to get past it this time. I knew I wouldn't be able to if Cam had done it to me. Especially over Issa.
Cam: 'I'm out right now. Brooks is throwing another party tonight. Let's talk then. K?'
I wasn't surprised there would be another party, afterall finals had just ended and everyone would be needing to let off some steam. For once, I was totally in favor of a party, and desperately in need of some letting off of steam. Lots of steam.
I send an okay to Cam and throw down my phone, heart already racing just from simply texting him. How could I possibly talk to him in person? I was already losing my mind. Instantly I was having an idea, definitely a bad one, but it was an idea at the very least.
I would be seeing Cam at a party, and at parties are alcohol. Lots that I would one hundred percent be enjoying to get me through Cam most likely trying to kill me tonight.
--Issa--
I arrived at my dorm, already hating how similar everything looked at the school. Looking back at it, I still felt blind not realizing the simularities sooner. Now that they were visible to me, I couldn't unsee it. I definitely didn't want to be here any longer than need be.
I didn't have many things left to grab, and had only taken about five trips down to my car to pack away things. Only one more trip was needed with one last box until I was ready to leave this traumatizing place.
When I had first got here, Jo was annoyingly there too, apparently waiting on a hookup to arrive. She had thrown it in my face how nice it was to not have me around anymore, and that my old bed had been fun to 'use'. I held back to urge to forget all my morals and pull out all of her perfect blonde hair right then and there, knowing I would never see her putrid ass again after today. Hopefully.
"Please hurry and take your crap before my man comes. I don't need you ruining the setting." I look around at the so called 'setting'. Jo had placed lit candles, which were very much against the dorms rules to have lit up. They were placed everywhere around the room to add an almost pretty lighting to the small space.
"This is the last box. Then you'll never see me again. Sound good?" I roll my eyes at her as I make my way over to the window to look out it one last time, only to see a vaguely familiar looking man walking into the building then he was gone.
Was that-Blake? It couldn't be, that would be a way too big of a coincidence. Although I had a habit if having plenty of those.
"Sounds perfect to me. Get your box and go then. Nice knowing ya." With a toss of her perfectly styled box-dye hair, Jo was opening the door up to show me the way out, as if I didn't already know the way. It was enough to get my mind off of thinking I had just seen Blake, and I was quickly asking;
"I just want to know before I go-why do you hate me so much Jo?" I didn't really care all too much, but if it would really be my last time seeing her, I might as well go for it. Jo scoffs then rotates her hip to rest against the door before sneering;
"I mean, have you seen you? It's embarrassing, honestly." I had heard all I needed to, and was fast to exit with my box full of my belongings, only to run into another girl walking in at the same time.
"Oh-oh-" The second I realize exactly who she was I was gawking at her, unable to look away. Here we didn't know eachother, but that didn't make me any less terrified. I had seen her before at the dorm, but never got the chance to talk with her, and now she was here walking into my old room, right in front of me, giving me a not so friendly look like at the school.
"Lizzy, just ignore her. She isn't worth it. She's moving out anyway." I continue studying Lizzy, the girl from my dream who had hated me enough to rat me out to Cam, and much, much more. It had been so long since I'd last seen her at all, even at the school, and now all I wanted to know was if she hated me here as well.
"Hi, we haven't really talked much. I'm Issa-"
"I know who you are. And I don't care. I'm here for Jo, not you." I wasn't all too enthusiastic about figuring out how she knew me, I mean she was obviously friends with Jo, so it clearly wouldn't be anything good.
Lizzy didn't look happy, and also didn't seen to like me already, but at that point I didn't care to find out why. She was friends with Jo, that much was obvious, and that was all I needed to simply define Lizzy as a bitch, again. Just like Jo. Two peas in a pod.
"Cool. See you never then, Jo." I was quick to leave and speedwalk down the hall to the stairs, not waiting for any sort of remark from Jo. I was finally out of that awful place forever, never to see either of them again. Once again, hopefully.
Before I left the elevator to head for my car, I made sure to knock on the wooden railing of the stairs, purposely not wanting to jinx ever seeing Jo or Lizzy again.
Knock on wood, right?
•••
Bad luck struck again not even seconds after leaving that dreaded dorm and I ran smack into Brooks, clearly busy and in a rush to get somewhere, but he still had enough time to annoyingly speak to me to tell me about a party. Apparently Brooks was throwing a party for finals. Of course he was. I didn't mind this time, because that meant alcohol, and that meant happy Issa for at least tonight. So I would take it.
It was later when I returned to the house, and already it was filled to the brim with college kids. I entered and immediately went for the booze.
"Hey Issa! Did you already get all of your stuff from the dorm?" I take the bottle of some fruity drink from my mouth to find Lectra approaching me now, looking much better than earlier. I study even longer and realize a man is walking closely beside her.
"Yeah, it's all in my car."
"Oh, well we can help get it?" I shake a no at her.
"It's okay, I'll just get it all tomorrow. Who's this?" I can't help but be curious about the decently attractive guy glued to Lectras hip.
"Um, well this is Jay. My boyfriend." I know they both see the way my eyes widen in surprise at the new information being blown on me like a tornado. Since when did Lectra have a boyfriend? I had no idea she was even looking, because that was exactly what Lectra had told me; that she didn't need a man.
I had never seen him before in my life, and it was weird to admit it, but all of his features, the medium length black hair, the blue eyes, the buff figure and his height, everything but his age was eerily similar to Brooks. There was no way in hell I would be telling her that.
"Wow. That's news. But-I'm so happy for you. How long have you two been together?"
"Only a couple weeks." I looked to Lectra, but Jay spoke for her. The second he spoke I realized I had actually met him before. He was one of the guys playing against us in beer pong a couple parties ago. I giggle to myself, finding it funny that his pitiful fuck boy flirting had actually worked on Lectra.
"Cool, cool. Well I'm Issa. Nice to properly meet you Jay." I outstretch my hand and immediately it feels too formal, but he takes it anyway.
"You missed a good game last time by the way. Leah kicked all of our asses." I nod at him then at Lectra looking bashfully away from my gaze. I give her a look she'll never see and reply to Jay;
"That's probably because Leah has all the time in the world to practice." Jay moves his hand upwards onto Lectras waste and pulls her closer before saying;
"Yeah, well tonight she won't be drinking too much. Gotta cut down a little, right?" I watch Lectras smile fade and simply nod at Jay. I knew Lectra, of course she maybe drank alot, but it was her choice to drink, and obviously this guy made that decision for her. I bite back the urge to say something and simply nodded away at them.
"Well, I am definitely drinking way too much tonight. So cheers-" I bring my drink up and take a swig, then my phone was ringing.
"Oop-sorry guys. Be right back." I'm already walking away when I hear Lectra from behind me saying sarcastically;
"-yeah, that's what you say everytime-" I giggle, knowing it to be the truth then reach for my phone in my pocket to read the caller i.d. It wasn't a contact, but I answered anyway;
"Hel-"
"Issa? Oh my gosh, finally!" I slowly close my eyes in irritation at the voice coming from the other end. It was Jo.
"What do you want? And how did you get my number?"
"I have my ways-Anyways, I really need to talk to you-!" I can barely hear her, the music surrounding the room was much too loud and all I heard from her were mumbles. I roll my eyes in annoyance then head outside.
"Okay, I can hear you now. What did you say?"
"My boyfriend was cheating on me Issa! With that damn ex-friend of mine, Lizzy-" The name snarled out her mouth and I can't stop my eyes from rolling again. I never thought I'd have to deal with either them again here, but here I was, dealing with them both not even an hour after leaving.
"That was why she came to my room before you left, to chew me out. Can you believe that? Apparently I was the damn side chick!" I rub my temple, already feeling a headache from Jo's voice. I couldn't believe she thought I would ever care about any of this, she treated me like garbage. No, even worse than garbage. I was dirt to walk all over.
"Okay? What does this have to do with me though Jo?" I hear a big breath being taken in then she was explaining scarcely;
"Well, I might have accidentally told Lizzy that it was you who slept with him, not me. Sorry?"
"You're kidding." Immediately I was sliding down on the side of the house, making me clink the glass bottle I was holding against the cement, reminding me I had it. I take a giant chug.
"So is that why you're calling me? Just to warn me that a psychotic bitch will probably be after me now? Gee, thanks." Again, she would be after me again. This is another one of those coincidences I was talking about earlier. Great.
"No-well a little. But mainly just because I needed a friend. I can't handle getting dumped like you probably can. Since you probably get dumped all the time and all-" I stop her there, annoyed and no longer feeling pity for her even a little bit and state;
"K, I'm hanging up now-"
"No! Okay, I'm sorry Issa. It's a defense mechanism alright? I don't mean it." I stop what I was doing and hold my phone back up to my face to listen to Jo, still on edge about believing any word leaving her mouth.
"It's just-I-I'm threatened by you, okay? That's why I was always so mean. Why do you think I always asked for your opinions so much?" Jo sounded completely different this time as she spoke, not a thing like the Jo I was so used to.
"That's ridiculous. You're like, ten times prettier than I am Jo. And I really do hate to admit that to you." I hear her chuckle on the other end and I half expect her to inform me that she was pranking me, that she simply wanted to hear those words leave my lips, when she adds;
"It's true. Your demeanor, your style, personality, everything is so spot on. Perfect. It's infuriating at the very least." Still not entirely sure if I was being messed with, I keep my guard up as I say;
"Um, well do you want to maybe come over so you're not alone then? I dunno-" There was silence, then a small voice answering finally;
"Sure." I knew I would most likely regret this, even more than I ever would sleeping with Cam, but I found myself adding;
"Chancellor's house. Bring me some alcohol."
--George--
It was the time of the party way too soon, and all I could do was hide away in the study drinking away all my nerves, preparing for talking with Cam. It wasn't until I finally got his text that I realized just how scared I really was.
Cam: 'well I'm here, where are you?'
Shit.
Me: 'study.'
I almost couldn't send it. I would simply ignore it and pretend to be asleep or something to stall it some more, but that isn't what I did. I sent it, only for another text to come in.
Cam: 'be there in 5.'
Shit, shit, shit!
I had five minutes. That wasn't nearly enough time to prepare any more much needed time to steady my breathing. I knew as soon as Cam got here that I would feel loads better, and just telling myself that was all I needed for a little more confidence.
Just then the door was clicking open and in came Cam, wearing remarkably nice clothes for just a college party, looking way too good, and I was nervous all over again.
"You said five minutes, not five seconds." Cam just smirks as he moves into the room over to me.
"What? Are you nervous or something?" I knew he didn't need any answer from me, he already knew it from my composure radiating throughout the room, but I answered anyway;
"Well shit Cam, yeah I'm nervous. I ruined everything for you and Issa-" I was getting right into it, word blurting all I was feeling for Cam to hear.
"I fully expect to get clocked by you. Or even better, a week from now a damn assassin will come hunt me down or something." Just like that, Cam was laughing like what I said was a joke, but I was being dead serious.
"I mean it Cam, I'm scared."
"Didn't Issa tell you?" I slowly shake my head.
"We talked it over and decided to be friends. So I think that means you and I can still be friends as well, right?" My one worded reply comes out messy and garbled sounding;
"What?" He chuckles one last time then reaches for me, making me flinch. Cam goes for the bottle I was holding and begins drinking from it. This was going way too well, and I didn't trust it.
"She definitely still hates me, but at least we're still talking. So you and I can do that too then. Fair?" Keeping my distance, I nod an okay at him, then reach back for my drink and begin drinking again.
"Sure, we can do that."
"Good. Then let's go enjoy the party." He was much too happy for just losing Issa the way he had her, back to just friends, and it was becoming increasingly fishy. Either he was really planning on killing me for real, or something was going on between them and they were hiding it.
And quite honestly, I was still leaning towards the first option.
--Issa--
"So tell me again, how you 'accidentally' blame cheating on someone who had nothing to do with it at all?" In front of me sitting on the grass in the front yard was Jo, awkwardly twindling with her thumbs as I interrogated her.
"It was stupid, I'll admit it. But please, don't tell Lizzy it was really me. She's crazy. And, believe it or not, I don't have many friends, she's all I have."
"No, I believe it." She narrows her eyes at me, so I throw her an insincere 'sorry' back.
"Fine, I won't say anything. I'll take the heat or whatever. Who is this cheating jerk anyway?" Like what I said was offensive to her, Jo slaps a disgusted look at me before saying;
"He isn't a jerk. He is actually really caring and sweet. He just-messed up." I knew what she was talking about, surprisingly. The same thing happened with Cam and even George, the sweetest guys out there. Yet they still managed to fuck everything up. I couldn't possibly argue with Jo. For once.
I look up at Jo looking at the ground with melancholy eyes, obviously caring for this guy and know I can't say anything mean back to her.
"I understand. And he did mess up. Big time." I was being too nice to Jo, after everything she had done to me while living with her, and even while not even living with her anymore. I couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her. It was my one trait that was both a blessing and a curse.
"So what is-"
"Bitch!" Stopping from her random outburst and blinking in shock at Jo, I ask softly;
"Excuse me, what?" Jo is looking over my shoulder until I speak, then she finds me and defends;
"No, no. Her bitch, not you bitch. Look-" Jo then points subtly over my shoulder to which I was immediately searching.
"Who are you-talking about. Oh terrific." I find her and immediately make eye contact.
"What, stop! Don't make eye contact! Look away-ugh too late." Just walking out of the house was Lizzy, slowly gyrating with some unknown guy by her side, eyeing me smugly.
"Why is she even here? Who would invite her?" Jo says exactly what I was thinking and all I can do is keep my gaze locked on Lizzy. Another pattern was following me. First it was George cheating on me, and now it was Lizzy hating me for sleeping with her boyfriend. Even if I didn't even really do it this time.
"Is she coming over here? Oh crap-" Jo was quick to stand up and retreat over to a nearby tree, cowering behind it. My hero.
"Issa, right? I'm sure you know why I'm here then, seeing as Jo is here with you." Jo pokes her head out from behind the tree and slowly approaches us again, pretending to be clueless. I return my gaze to Lizzy and don't hesitate to defend;
"Uh, yeah. Sorry about stealing your man and all that?" I didn't like Lizzy here or at the school, so I didn't have any problem starting up the fire between us even more, as bad of an idea as it truthfully was.
"No problem. As long as you don't have any problem with me picking up something even better inside?" I had no idea who she could have meant, and honestly I didn't care. As long as she was away and out of my sight I'd call that a win for the night.
"Go for it. All yours."
"You don't mind if I use your room too then? I mean, you do live here with the Chancellor, correct?" I study her, wondering what the hell was being conducted inside her evil head.
"No, you cannot. And yeah, I live here. How did you know that?"
"I have my ways. Ask Jo, she knows all she does from me. Maybe she can teach you now." I was having enough of her damn riddles, and enough of her in general, and was confident when I said;
"I don't think you were actually invited here, were you? And seeing as I do live here and all, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Sorry, nothing personal." Lizzy glares at me, not moving an inch until I add;
"You'll have to find some other poor, desperate guy elsewhere." Lizzys eyebrows bush together and I see her face turn the usual red I was so used to seeing on her cheeks. Then she was letting out a huff before turning while saying;
"Oh I will." Then she was bouncing her steps out to all of the many cars, then disappearing into them, leaving me and Jo alone again.
"And that's what I mean, you're fearless!" I swing around to see Jo watching me in amazement.
"I am so not fearless. She just gets on my nerves."
"Psh, okay. Whatever you say." I'm about to defend myself but decide on it, ultimately just wanting to change the subject, and was quickly asking;
"So what is this guys name that broke you and Lizzys hearts then? Gotta be something like Chris or Jake. Right?" Jo shakes her head and is about to tell me but before she can I catch a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye that Jo is also frozen looking at now.
It's a beatdown car pulling up into an empty space not far from us with its brights on, blinding me completely. Jo is also phased and unable to see who the total idiot was when the lights finally turn off and a tall man gets out of it with a loud slam, and I immediately knew who he was. Finally Jo was saying a name, right on time for the man to come walking over in our direction.
"-Blake." Out of shock, I snap to look at Jo.
"You know him?" She nods, looking sick and I quickly connect the dots.
"Yeah, he's the guy who cheated on me and Lizzy. Why is he here-" I ignore Jo and spin around to see Blake, not even five feet ahead of me. He sees my face finally and stops so swiftly he almost tripped over his own feet.
"No way-" Blake speaks and his voice sinks it, letting me know he was really here afterall and not apart of my imagination like I thought earlier at the dorm. Then I was hearing him and was fully unable hold back the question I so desperately needed to ask;
"Um, do you remember me?" Blake's eyes grow so large I thought they might pop. Jo was simply staring down Blake, confused yet obviously unsure why her ex was here talking with me right now, and I had the exact same question. That was until Blake spoke again, sounding small and absolutely flabbergasted;
"Yeah? What the-Issa? You remember me too?" We were both asking the same questions, but as soon as he said my name all of mine were answered. Blake remembered everything from the dream, just like George. And I wasn't sure if that gave me relief or made me even more confused than ever.
Why him too?
"You two know eachother or something?" Jo talks and I jump, as does Blake, then instantly I was letting out a breathless laugh at her question, realizing just how awkward this probably was for her.
"Uh, yeah. Me and Blake go way back."