Diamond trotted over to me in her seven inch heels and air kissed me. Who does that? What’s the point to it? Your cheeks don’t even touch! Anyway, she air kissed me and looped her arm into the crook of my elbow as if we were BFF’s. When I tried to pull away, she just held on tighter.
“What are you doing?” I hissed.
“What do you mean? You’re in our squad now!” she said with a brilliant smile. “Ew, you’re all sweaty.”
“Ha. As if.” I rolled my eyes before shooting a questioning glance at Jamie. “And by the way, sweating is something normal people do when their hot. But then you wouldn’t know, you’ve probably had too much botox done.”
“You are so infuriating!” she replied, forcing a wide smile on her face.
“Hey Lila.” said Jamie softly.
“Hi.” I said bluntly. “Look, this was great and all but can I go now?”
“Well no silly!” said Aubrey.
“We have to plan our next party!” stated Ethel while eyeing me.
“Well that’s brilliant, but I most certainly won’t be going so I’ll just be off now.” I started backing off but Rosalinda and Elise caught my arms.
“Come on, it’s going to be so cool!” Rosalinda squealed. See, the thing is with Rosalinda, is she can be nice at times. She’s the rich one, you would think she’s obnoxious and a brat but no. Our parents used to be friends before the incident and before high school, she would come over with her parents and we would have play dates. They were good while they lasted.
“I’m not going.” I stated. Jamie stepped over to me and gently started leading me away by my elbow.
“I’ll get her to come, don’t worry girls.”
“I’m not going!” I told him coldly.
“Come on.” He muttered. “Adventure day, then party? How could a day get better.”
“How about: lie in bed all day and wish you didn’t exist? Sounds great to me.”
“Stop being cranky. This could be good for you… Forget the past.”
I whirled around, “Don’t pretend to know what’s good for me with your stupid bad boy act! I can’t forget the past! Don’t you understand that? I can’t now and I never will. Just leave me alone for now on. Do the stupid project alone.” I spat. With that, I turned around and jogged, no ran, back to the house on the verge of tears.
Mum was helping Katie with homework when I got back.
“Honey? What’s wrong?” Mum asked as I slammed the door to my room shut. She knocked on my door, seconds later, I brutally opened it, towel in hand. I walked furiously to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I ran the shower and put my music on as loud as I could but didn’t actually do anything. I slid to the floor and rested my head in my hands. I didn’t cry. I refused to cry. I just took long, shaky breaths. After a few minutes I slowly got back up and stepped in the shower. A long shower later, I was out again. I was going to open the door when I froze. There was a mans voice talking to Mum. I listened intently, trying to figure out who this person was. They were whispering so when I couldn’t make out who this person was, I stepped out. Of flipping course. It just had to be Jamie.
“Lila!” Jamie called, hopeful.
“Go away. I told you to stay away.” I glared at him from across the room.
“Come on. Let’s go watch something in my room.” I heard Mum whisper to Katie.
“Look this isn’t for me I’m doing this. Well, a little bit, but it’s mostly for you. You shouldn’t be around me. You know how, in The Fault in Our Stars, Hazel Grace says she’s a ticking time bomb? That’s me. Just ticking away, waiting to explode.”
Jamie took a tentative step towards me. “Lila, I made a faux-pas earlier. I said something that I shouldn’t have. I knew the past is a sensitive topic for you but I still talked about it. I’m sorry, but you don’t have to push me away. This past week, I’ve had the most fun I’ve had in a long time. My life’s lousy too. Maybe I’ll tell you about it one day… Maybe on an adventure day?”
I sighed and flopped down on the sofa. “Why do you want to be friends with me so much?”
“Because you’re worth it.” Jamie replied, sitting next to me.
“Are you sure you want to put up with me? This is your chance to back out?”
I sighed. “Okay. Okay, fine.” After a few moments of silence, I plucked up the courage to asked a question that had been whirling around in my mind. “Tell me about your life?” I whispered, kind of hoping he wouldn’t hear.
“Well, Mum died when I was born. She was young when she had me. Dad blamed me for her death and has hated me for as long as I can remember. For years he’s been going from woman to woman, trying to replace her. He’ll never be able to. I don’t blame him for hating me. Mum did die because of me.”
“That’s not true.” I said, putting a hand on his.
“Anyway, He isn’t violent or anything. It could be much worse. He just ignores me, gives me fifty pounds a month for clothes, school stuff. I just wish he would acknowledge me, you know? Of course you don’t know. That’s why I like coming over here. You’re mum’s so nice. I know it’s weird, but it’s like having the mother I never had.” He snorted. “I’m just getting soppy now. I’ll just go now.” He moved to get up but and held him back.
“Stay for a bit.” I whispered.
We stayed up talking until about eleven pm before we both fell asleep, huddled close on the sofa, a warm blanket wrapped around us.