Helanie:
"I’ve been waiting for you at the lunch table, and you’re sitting here?" It was Lucy, her eyes suggesting she saw this as a betrayal.
"Oh, I didn’t realize we had skipped a al—" I mumbled, my words trailing off as Lucy started to walk away.
It was an obvious indication that she was hurt and didn’t like sitting and spending ti with Jenny.
"Lucy—" I called out to her, getting up in haste.
"I think it’s because of . She clearly hates ," Jenny sighed, following to the hostel.
"Not that. That’s not the issue. She’s just worried about her mate bond with Gavin," I excused her as I had to go after Lucy. I could tell her conversation with Gavin might not have gone very well.
I asked around after entering the hostel and found out that she had gone to her dorm room. So, I quickly took the elevator and pressed the button. However, as soon as the elevator doors closed, my eyes landed on the floor buttons, and my heart sank when I saw the 10th-floor button. I blinked repeatedly to make sure I was seeing it correctly.
My fingers hovered over the button, even though I had already pressed the button for my floor. Sothing told I shouldn’t double press it. I rembered the last ti this happened and thought I had pressed the wrong button.
So, I decided to see if doing nothing would change anything.
As the elevator moved up, my heartbeat escalated along with it. Then, it stopped at the 8th floor.
I was slightly confused, wondering what was going on.
The door opened, and I stepped out, but I imdiately stepped back to take a picture of the floor buttons, thinking that would be the only proof I could show myself later that I hadn’t hallucinated.
However, the mont I got back in, the 10th floor was gone.
I groaned, feeling lost once again, but rushed out because I had another ss to deal with. Lucy might be thinking I’m on Jenny’s side, but in reality, I’m her friend, and I genuinely don’t know if Jenny is to bla for the pain Lucy felt that night.
"Lucy!" I entered her room to talk to her and make her understand that what she was doing was unhealthy.
She was curled up in bed, her knees pulled close to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs.
"Gavin said he’s getting tired of ," she stated, her eyes fixed on one spot.
"And I think you’re tired of too. I an, who would want to be around soone who’s always dealing with one thing or another? My tantrums must be too much for you too." What she said reminded of myself.
I sat down on the bed with her and held her hand, making her sit up straight and face .
"You are my friend, Lucy. I could never get tired of your shenanigans," I let out a little laugh, and she smiled awkwardly. "As for Gavin, I’ll talk to him. He should be more considerate of your emotions. But this whole ss you started with Lamar—I don’t know who’s entirely wrong and who’s right."
She nodded, understanding my point.
"I want to be honest with him, Helanie. I want to tell him what I did, and maybe then he’ll feel less guilty about what he did and co clean about it." Her hopeful voice made my body shudder, but I masked it under a straight face.
I wanted her to be honest with him, but not with the thought that he would be too. I’m not even sure if he cheated or not.
"There’s a big chance he would... reject you," I murmured, and her hands slipped out of mine.
"How about we wait, and I’ll try to poke around to find out if he did cheat on you—" I spoke in a gentle tone, understanding that she was emotional and needed soone beside her right now.
She had already made a huge step in cheating on him, so now we needed to be very careful with our actions.
"Bad advice!"
We both turned to Lamar, walking out of the bathroom after he had taken a shower. His brown shirt was soaked. Did he not know how to use a towel or what?
"And who would need your advice?" I rolled my eyes at him.
"You two should. As a guy, I know how we deal with stuff like that. Even if we’ve cheated on our girl, we just can’t stomach the fact that she cheated on us. And if she confesses, instead of coming clean, we’d leave her because we’ve already cheated, so now her cheating on us gives us a good excuse to not feel guilty and also leave her and find soone new as... we already did with who we cheated with," he yapped on, even though I was eyeing him to stop saying anything that would hurt Lucy.
She heard it all and then instantly covered her face with her hands, starting to cry.
As I gave Lamar a harsh glare, he mouthed an apology to , "Sorry."
"Listen, I’m just being honest. You’ve already punished him, right? And if you still want to be with him even after he confesses that he cheated, you should just let it be. Because trust , n don’t like the taste of their own dicine," he walked over to Lucy’s bed and stood beside it.
Although I wanted to argue with him, I just couldn’t disagree. I rembered what Jenny said. Even when she threw up blood, her mate never admitted it and gave her random excuses every ti it was brought up.
"I think he’s right. You should really wait until we find a way to deal with this matter," I decided for Lucy. I knew it wasn’t my place to make decisions for her, but she was emotional and might make a mistake.
I just wanted to make sure I knew the truth behind Gavin and Jenny before Lucy told him anything.
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