rumors?”
“After what happened freshman year, I couldn’t even talk to a guy without everyone thinking I was having sex with him. People just believed what they wanted to.”
And I’m one of them. I never bothered to check my facts. I was so pissed at her it didn’t matter at the time. “Why are you telling me now?”
She bites the nail on her thumb for a few seconds before she speaks again. “I’m just so angry that you can all be friends with him, let him back into your group but you guys hate me. Then you went and slept with him. I still can’t believe you did it.”
“Me? I didn’t sleep with Eric. Who said that?”
“He did. He said you slept with him at Josh’s party. And on the freaking pool table? C’mon, Meg.”
“Oh, that dick. I didn’t sleep with him. Well, technically I did. I passed out on the pool table with Josh and Eric but nothing happened. The three of us just crashed there along with half the senior class.” I’m going to kill that jackass when I see him.
“Oh.” She seems to be thinking. “But you still went to homecoming with him. It’s bad enough he breaks my heart every time I look at him, but then you did too.”
Tears continue to trickle down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Amy. He won’t be our friend for much longer. Not after hearing this.”
“Thank you,” she whimpers.
“You said he broke your heart. So you had real feelings for him?”
She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. “We were together this whole time. Since Alex and I broke up at prom freshman year until the baby. That’s when I finally had enough. I couldn’t do it anymore.”
I think back to all that time. How did we not know they were together? “Amy, he was with other girls. A lot of girls.”
“I know,” she says, hanging her head low. “But he’d say he was sorry. And I loved him. I thought he loved me. But I was just a stupid girl.”
“Why didn’t we know about you two?”
“He didn’t want you guys to know. It was important for him to hang out with you guys and if you knew, that wouldn’t happen. I didn’t care. As long as he loved me.”
This is crazy. Pure crazy. I don’t even know what to say. I sit back in my chair trying to calm the swirling of emotions going through my mind. I feel like I’m overflowing with information and can’t quite process it all.
Amy turns her chair to face me. I straighten up and look at her. “Look, I’m sorry I shoved you earlier. I didn’t mean to, but then you reacted and I thought it’d be a perfect excuse for Mr. Dunhill to send us here. I’ve been wanting to talk to you but just didn’t know how or where to start. I want things to be okay between us. I know we won’t ever hang out and be friends again, but it would be nice to just be in the same room with you without all the stupid comments and shit talking.”
“That’s not a problem for me, but you’re the one who starts it.” I feel like a little kid blaming her, but it’s the truth.
“I know. It’s my fault. Every time I start crap with you, it has nothing to do with you. I’m mad at Eric and I take it out on you. He still had a life while we were together and I didn’t. It pisses me off so bad that you guys accept him like he is perfect and you won’t forgive me.”
“Forgive you? I thought you didn’t do anything wrong.” I can’t help thinking back to the first time we spent in this office. Amy refused to admit that sleeping with my boyfriend was a bad thing. She blamed me and Alex for pushing her and Eric together.
“I was wrong. What I did was terrible. I was the worst best friend a girl could ever ask for.” She’s sobbing as she speaks and it’s contagious. Tears drop from my eyelids. “I’m sorry I went after Alex and I’m sorry I slept with Eric when you two were still together. And I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch to you since and it’s taking me this long to say it.”
I reach over and put my arms around her. Her body shakes
“After what happened freshman year, I couldn’t even talk to a guy without everyone thinking I was having sex with him. People just believed what they wanted to.”
And I’m one of them. I never bothered to check my facts. I was so pissed at her it didn’t matter at the time. “Why are you telling me now?”
She bites the nail on her thumb for a few seconds before she speaks again. “I’m just so angry that you can all be friends with him, let him back into your group but you guys hate me. Then you went and slept with him. I still can’t believe you did it.”
“Me? I didn’t sleep with Eric. Who said that?”
“He did. He said you slept with him at Josh’s party. And on the freaking pool table? C’mon, Meg.”
“Oh, that dick. I didn’t sleep with him. Well, technically I did. I passed out on the pool table with Josh and Eric but nothing happened. The three of us just crashed there along with half the senior class.” I’m going to kill that jackass when I see him.
“Oh.” She seems to be thinking. “But you still went to homecoming with him. It’s bad enough he breaks my heart every time I look at him, but then you did too.”
Tears continue to trickle down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Amy. He won’t be our friend for much longer. Not after hearing this.”
“Thank you,” she whimpers.
“You said he broke your heart. So you had real feelings for him?”
She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. “We were together this whole time. Since Alex and I broke up at prom freshman year until the baby. That’s when I finally had enough. I couldn’t do it anymore.”
I think back to all that time. How did we not know they were together? “Amy, he was with other girls. A lot of girls.”
“I know,” she says, hanging her head low. “But he’d say he was sorry. And I loved him. I thought he loved me. But I was just a stupid girl.”
“Why didn’t we know about you two?”
“He didn’t want you guys to know. It was important for him to hang out with you guys and if you knew, that wouldn’t happen. I didn’t care. As long as he loved me.”
This is crazy. Pure crazy. I don’t even know what to say. I sit back in my chair trying to calm the swirling of emotions going through my mind. I feel like I’m overflowing with information and can’t quite process it all.
Amy turns her chair to face me. I straighten up and look at her. “Look, I’m sorry I shoved you earlier. I didn’t mean to, but then you reacted and I thought it’d be a perfect excuse for Mr. Dunhill to send us here. I’ve been wanting to talk to you but just didn’t know how or where to start. I want things to be okay between us. I know we won’t ever hang out and be friends again, but it would be nice to just be in the same room with you without all the stupid comments and shit talking.”
“That’s not a problem for me, but you’re the one who starts it.” I feel like a little kid blaming her, but it’s the truth.
“I know. It’s my fault. Every time I start crap with you, it has nothing to do with you. I’m mad at Eric and I take it out on you. He still had a life while we were together and I didn’t. It pisses me off so bad that you guys accept him like he is perfect and you won’t forgive me.”
“Forgive you? I thought you didn’t do anything wrong.” I can’t help thinking back to the first time we spent in this office. Amy refused to admit that sleeping with my boyfriend was a bad thing. She blamed me and Alex for pushing her and Eric together.
“I was wrong. What I did was terrible. I was the worst best friend a girl could ever ask for.” She’s sobbing as she speaks and it’s contagious. Tears drop from my eyelids. “I’m sorry I went after Alex and I’m sorry I slept with Eric when you two were still together. And I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch to you since and it’s taking me this long to say it.”
I reach over and put my arms around her. Her body shakes
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