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“I was in the wrong for everything. Please, let’s get out of here,” I pleaded, not sure if I wanted to leave this place, or this conversation, more desperately.
“Why was it so wrong to kiss me?” she asked quietly.
“Because it was,” I said stubbornly.
“Why, Cory?”
“Evie...”
“Answer my question. Why was it so wrong to kiss me? Was what you said a lie?” she asked.
“I...”
“Cory?”
“I didn’t lie,” I answered, slumping back against the wall.
“Then why was it so wrong to kiss me?” she continued to push.
“Because it was,” I mumbled.
“That’s not an answer, Cory.”
“That’s the answer you’re going to get,” I said, trying to stop myself from falling apart.
“Why?”
“Stop asking that,” I begged.
“Then answer me.”
I couldn’t answer her, because everything in my heart and soul was screaming at me at how right it felt to kiss her. But he’d made her choice and I had to let her go, so I stayed silent.
“Why, Cory?” she asked again. “Please, talk to me. Why was it wrong?”
“BECAUSE YOU CHOSE HIM!” I found myself screaming at her for the second time in one week.
“I told you, I was youn—” she started.
“No. Not back then. Now,” I said, trying to push a hand through my hair, but the damn chains were in the way.
“It was one date—”
“I saw you kissing,” I interrupted her miserably.
“What? When?” she asked, looking genuinely confused.
“The morning after I kissed you. I saw you and him. He hugged and kissed you. You let him,” I said, looking away and feeling my heart breaking all over again. I didn’t even want to think about how early it was and how much more they might have done in the hours before I showed up.
“He hugged me and kissed my forehead. He was thanking me for gifting him a laptop so he could go back to school. Is that what you’re talking about?” she asked. I looked at her, trying to figure out if she was lying to me, but what would she even gain from that? So was it really that I had misunderstood? “How did you know he was at my house? It was so early that morning,” she asked, her eyes narrowing at me. I looked away again, the heat coming to my face.
“I was headed to talk to you,” I answered.
“And you left when you saw Paolo?” she asked. I nodded.
“Why?”
“Is that the only question you’re ever going to ask me?” I whined.
