
"He promised he wouldn't do it again, and he did. and yet you forgive him?" My friend asks me. The heat from the school bus is messing with my brain, and I couldn't think straight. It takes me a minute to form a coherent answer. Thank god school was almost over, and that this day had gone quickly.
"There were more things to it. I mean, people lied to him, and then switched phones and then..." I blabber on, making excuses for my friend. I didn't know why I did. Why I was so set on making what he did seem justifiable. I had a crush on him, but that was months ago. I didn't like him anymore, but I knew I still couldn't stand people saying mean things about him.
"Chrissy, listen to yourself." Eliza says with a sigh.
"Do you think I'm being a dumb ass?" I ask after a moments pause, thinking my logic through. Eliza merely nods. Why, why was I? What exactly had he done wrong. I mean, most of it was a misunderstanding. I mean, he had called me a few bad things. But it meant nothing, really. People said things they didn't mean when they were angry.
"You definitely are." Catherine adds from the seat behind me. I wave my hand over the space between our two seats.
"Invisible wall." I gesture to the open air, "I don't need your comments." I was more than a little mad she had chosen just then to add some lovely advice for me. I was so sick of her and help supposed help.
I get off the bus, and walk home, trying not to cry. Yesterday I swore I wouldn't forgive him, not even if he came begging on his knees. Now, we were friends again. I had messed up big time; I was in a hole I would never be able to pull myself out of. I couldn't even remember the conversation that lead to us being friends. I only remembered the concluding words.
I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him from going into his classroom.
"So we're friends again, right?" I say slowly, raising and eyebrow.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Let's just put this behind us." He says with a smile, then walks into social studies. I turn around to go to English with a smile on my face.
But that's what he said last time. And he promised he wouldn't do it again. and yet here I stood, having the same argument with my friends I had the last time he had broken our friendship. All over a dumb rumor.
"He did it twice, he'll only do it again." my friend had insisted earlier on in the day.
"But he promised." I say. I know what my friend is going to say before she even opens her mouth. The same argument we had over and over. All were based on what-ifs and events that had already happened. What if he broke our friendship again? what if he went back on his word...again? What if he listened to Bria.....again?
"Just like last time." she says, and shakes her head. She turns to give Adam a look as he walks up to me in the hallway.
"What was that for?" He asks me.
"She thinks I'm being dumb. She says you'll do it again."
"I promise," He says, "I won't."
Just like last time.
