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Well, there’s my answer.
When I don’t say anything, Lydia sighs and shakes her head. “I don’t know what just happened up there, but be careful, okay?”
“Nothing happened.” It’s not really a lie. I’m sure whatever Lydia is imagining, didn’t happen. “Felicity is straight.”
Lydia stares me down, waiting for me to break, but somehow, I don’t. “I realize I don’t know Felicity, but I’ve heard some not-so-great things about her.”
“You sound like my brother.”
“If the two people closest to you are saying the same thing, maybe you should listen.” When I don’t say anything in return, Lydia groans. “Just don’t be stupid, okay?”
Why is she being such a jerk right now? “Seriously, Lydia? You’re telling me not to be stupid? How many guys have you made out with so far tonight?” It’s a low blow since it’s none of my business, but she started it.
“That’s different. I don’t have feelings for any of those guys.” I’m glad the music is loud because Lydia is now raising her voice.
“Who says I have feelings for Felicity?”
“Seriously, Mar? You’ve been making heart eyes at her ever since she had the same lunch period as us freshman year. You were practically salivating when you told me she was your chemistry partner.”
“Just drop it, okay? There’s nothing going on.”
“Whatever, Mar.” Lydia throws her hands in the air and storms away from me. With my best friend mad at me, the last thing I want to do is stay and party. Unfortunately, I don’t have a car since I just so happened to come with the person who is now mad at me.
I walk out the door to get some fresh air and run into the last person I expect to see at a party. “Genesis? What are you doing here?”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Genesis at a party. Hell, aside from basketball, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her outside of school. I’m pretty sure she wasn’t even at the dance tonight.
Genesis looks down at her feet as if she’s embarrassed. “Lydia told me some of you guys were coming here tonight, so I just wanted to stop by and see if anyone needed a ride. I didn’t want anyone to drive home after drinking.”
That’s super sweet. Maybe I don’t give Genesis enough credit. Sure, she doesn’t like to push herself and her religion probably teaches her she needs to convert gay people, but she’s not a bad person. A little misguided? Yes. But she seems to mean well. “I haven’t been drinking, but I could use a ride.”
“Everything okay?”
Genesis looks genuinely concerned, so I try my best to smile. “Yeah, just not really in the party mood.”
“I get that,” Genesis says with a giggle that makes me laugh along with her. “Let me just go in and see if anyone else needs a ride.” She tosses me her keys and points her chin toward the driveway. “It’s the beat-up gray Jeep.”
When she comes out of the house a few minutes later, I’m happy to find that no one is with her. Tonight has been a whirlwind of emotions, and I’m not in the mood to be around any more people than I have to.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Genesis asks me as she gets into the driver’s side of the jeep and starts it up. “Lydia didn’t even know you were leaving.”
I stare out the window because I’m afraid if I look at Genesis and see any form of pity in her eyes, I might start to cry. This isn’t the first time Lydia and I have fought, but it will be the first time we go to bed without working it out, and that stings. It’s more my fault than hers since I didn’t stick around, but I can’t understand why she was acting that way. “We got in a fight.”
“I’m sorry.” The car is silent for a moment before Genesis speaks again. “I know we don’t see eye to eye on certain things, but if you ever want to talk about anything, I’m here.”
I want to tell her that disagreeing about whether or not I’m an abomination is a little bit different than disagreeing on our favorite food, but I don’t want to bring that up when she’s being so nice. Honestly, even if she wasn’t being nice, I probably still wouldn’t mention it. I don’t like to fight with people, hence why my argument with Lydia is bothering me so much.
“Thanks. I really appreciate it. Seriously.”
As if sensing exactly what I need, Genesis is silent for the rest of the car ride back to my house. The only other word I hear from her is a quiet, “Goodbye” as I get out.
I make a beeline for my bedroom and throw myself right onto my bed. I’m about to close my eyes, when the sound of my phone gets my attention. I grab it out of my pocket and look down to find a text message from Lydia. I don’t want to fight with you. I’m sorry.
I smile at the phone, happy that we can keep up our track record of always solving our issues before we go to sleep. I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have gotten so defensive. I hate fighting with you.
Never go to bed mad, right?
My smile grows when I see that Lydia has typed out our mantra. She was clearly distraught over it as well. Never go to bed mad <3
