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We sat at the same table as if nothing had happened. The moment we finished I regretted it, and I think he could tell. I should have stayed on the mountain, or made Frank come with me. I played with my cup swishing the thick brown liquid around making it coat the sides of the cup.
“Al,” Gerard reached across the table and touched my hand. I snatched it away. I couldn’t let him touch me. When he touched me, I lost my train of thought. Right wasn’t right anymore, and I couldn’t tell you what was wrong if my life depended on it. Now I had two choices; tell Frank that I slept with his best friend, or not to tell him and never let it happen again. I knew I couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t happen again. As much as I regretted what I’d just done, if the opportunity presented its self… If I told him he would hate me. So would all my new friends. They all knew about what Patrick had done and I had just done the exact same thing. “Al I promise no one is going to find out about us,”
“Gerard there is no us, there never will be. Please I know you don’t want to hurt Frank like this. Stop,” I said. He looked at me like I was crazy.
“I can’t I love you. I know I can make you happier than he can,” he said. I looked up from my cup for the first time since we came back out here.
“I have to at least give him a chance,” I reasoned.
“What about my chance?” he countered. He wanted me to say something like if Frank and I break up than he would have a chance. Instead I said.
“You missed your chance.” As soon as the words left my mouth Frank and the others walked up to the table.
“Everything okay Lana?” he said. I smiled up at him.
“Yeah I’m just a little tired, I think I need a nap.” I lied.
“Well let’s go back to your place,” he said. Everyone agreed and we got back into the cars. “Lana tell me what’s wrong,” he whispered into my ear, we were in the back seat again.
“I’m just not feeling too good, I think I’m a little sick from getting on the lift and then having all those cups of hot cocoa.” I lied again, he knew I was lying. He also knew I wasn’t going to tell him either. I snuggled closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me. I’m going to break up with him. He deserves better than me. I don’t care if they all hate me for it. Jamia was right he did downgrade. I let myself drift off to sleep.
“Al,” Gerard reached across the table and touched my hand. I snatched it away. I couldn’t let him touch me. When he touched me, I lost my train of thought. Right wasn’t right anymore, and I couldn’t tell you what was wrong if my life depended on it. Now I had two choices; tell Frank that I slept with his best friend, or not to tell him and never let it happen again. I knew I couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t happen again. As much as I regretted what I’d just done, if the opportunity presented its self… If I told him he would hate me. So would all my new friends. They all knew about what Patrick had done and I had just done the exact same thing. “Al I promise no one is going to find out about us,”
“Gerard there is no us, there never will be. Please I know you don’t want to hurt Frank like this. Stop,” I said. He looked at me like I was crazy.
“I can’t I love you. I know I can make you happier than he can,” he said. I looked up from my cup for the first time since we came back out here.
“I have to at least give him a chance,” I reasoned.
“What about my chance?” he countered. He wanted me to say something like if Frank and I break up than he would have a chance. Instead I said.
“You missed your chance.” As soon as the words left my mouth Frank and the others walked up to the table.
“Everything okay Lana?” he said. I smiled up at him.
“Yeah I’m just a little tired, I think I need a nap.” I lied.
“Well let’s go back to your place,” he said. Everyone agreed and we got back into the cars. “Lana tell me what’s wrong,” he whispered into my ear, we were in the back seat again.
“I’m just not feeling too good, I think I’m a little sick from getting on the lift and then having all those cups of hot cocoa.” I lied again, he knew I was lying. He also knew I wasn’t going to tell him either. I snuggled closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me. I’m going to break up with him. He deserves better than me. I don’t care if they all hate me for it. Jamia was right he did downgrade. I let myself drift off to sleep.
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