Chapter 107

She went on reluctantly, to slowly narrate how she had gotten slightly drunk on whatever liquid was in some bottle she had snatched from the back of the boy who had bullied her earlier in class, and even if she noticed the liquid was surprisingly making her light-headed, and giving her an unknown stinging sensation, she did nothing about it.

She seemed delighted enough to be taking her first taste of liquor, and the next she knew, or rather before she knew what was happening, she found out she was fully drunk.

She started fumbling and stumbling along the hallways, basically cursing at each and every person she passed, and wearing the sour expression of someone who just been dumped.

She said she found Aron and he had offered to take her home, but yet he didn't take her to the house like she had expected.

Instead he took her here, and she had a very blissful nap, after which she woke up and requested a bag of chips, and the freedom to move around the room as freely as she liked until I came.

It seems this is a setup between my best friend and my ex, but yet I cannot feel angry towards Oakley. I remember the way she had been thoroughly heartbroken this morning, and I know that heartbroken people can do crazy surprising things, like unknowingly selling out your best friend to her ex, and delightedly eating a bag of chips while she took the time to organise a full-blown rescue.

I simply sigh and accept her however oddly constructed apology, as I silently thank the stars that she isn't in as bad of a condition as I had thought.

I had also seen the way Oakley was broken hearted this morning, and I can't seem to blame her for whatever this has been. I feel a lot of anger though at the fact that Aaron had taken advantage of a broken hearted person, who was obviously drunk, and had taken the time to kidnap her and go through all the stress of getting me here, just to tell me he's sorry.

I don't even want to think so much on that word, as it seems to bring an emotion that I do not want to feel right now.

It's almost made me feel complacent and oddly satisfied at the fact that he's sorry for leaving me, even if he hasn't properly said it, I think I am not stupid enough not to know exactly what your ex-boyfriend would want to tell you after kidnapping your friend.

Oakley shoots him a dirty stare, as she walks down the stairs and enters the kitchen to ransack his fridge for basically more things to eat.

It seems I have found myself in a tight enough position as Scott, and Clay are all in attendance, and yet Aron seems so shy about what he wants to say.

I'm getting offering a public apology in front of some people who totally hate you shouldn't be that easy. I almost feel sorry for him.