Page 29 of Living For You


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“You really don’t have to.” Because, really, when did I become the person who made everyone’s life harder?

“I know I don’t, but I want to. I’ll see you soon, Buttercup.”

Lisa hung up before I could say anything else, probably because she knew I would argue that she didn’t have to come. Since she obviously was, I paced back and forth through the kitchen until I heard my front door open.

“Honey, I’m home,” Lisa shouted as she walked in the door.

“I’m in the kitchen.” The way my voice shook did nothing to give the impression that I was actually okay.

Lisa walked into the kitchen and immediately hoisted herself up onto the counter next to the sink. “So, what’s up?”

I paced back and forth as I tried to think of how to put this into words. How did I say that I did the one thing that I shouldn’t do? How did I admit that all I could think about, aside from how guilty I felt, was how much I wished I could do it again?

After another minute, I stopped walking and forced myself to look at Lisa. “I did something really bad last night.”

Lisa waved her hand in a go on motion. “Are you going to tell me or do I have to guess? Because if I’m guessing, I’m going to say you kissed Tori.”

How the hell did she always do that? I opened and closed my mouth a few times, but I couldn’t get any words to come out.

Lisa smirked. “I knew it. So, how was it?

“It was…” Amazing. Spectacular. Earth-shattering (literally). “A mistake. We shouldn’t have done it.”

“Why not?”

“Why not?” I scoffed at her question. “Tori was Willow’s best friend. It would be weird. You said that yourself.”

Lisa furrowed her eyebrows. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Last year at Willow’s party, you said it would be weird if me and Tori boned. I assume kissing falls in the same weirdness column.”

“First of all, you have a very good memory. I don’t remember saying that at all. Which brings me to my second point. I was also very drunk. Plus, after seeing you guys together the past few months, I realized that it works.”

“What works?”

“You and Tori. You’re good together.”

“We’re not together.”

Lisa smirked and wiggled her eyebrows. “Not yet.”

I shook my head. “Not ever. We both agreed that could never happen.”

“But you want it to?”

I put my face in my hands and groaned. Why was Lisa asking all the hard questions? “I don’t know what I want.”

Lisa pulled my hands away from my face and smiled at me. “You know what I think?”

“I’m sure you’re going to tell me,” I teased.

“I think you know exactly what you want. You’re just afraid to admit it.”

“I can’t, Lisa.”

“So, I’m going to ask you again. Why not?”

I shrugged because I was struggling to come up with reasons. “She’s not Willow.”

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