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Rebel Rider: I have to tell you something.
It was late, past midnight, but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I had to tell him the truth. Despite what might happen between us.
Full Throttle: Oh, yeah? What’s that?
Rebel Rider: I’ve been meaning to tell you. I just didn’t know how to say it without upsetting you. Last week, I ended up going to that race war, and one thing led to another… The cops showed up, I jumped on the back of some guy’s bike, but to make a long story short, it was Tristian. He saved me from getting hurt, then made sure my parents didn’t find out where I really was.
Full Throttle: Are you okay?
Rebel Rider: Yes, no. I don’t know. He outsped the cop, and we had to hide out in an alley for a while. We started talking. He told me some stuff that he’s never told anyone. Or, at least, that’s what he claimed. I guess it made my hate for him lessen a little bit.
Full Throttle: What are you not saying?
Rebel Rider: He kissed me. I’ve been wanting to tell you since that night, but I didn’t want to make you mad. I mean, not that you should be mad… I’m just saying, in case you would be. Things between us seem to be getting closer, and I like you. A lot.
Full Throttle: What about Tristian?
Rebel Rider: I don’t how I feel about him, and that’s the truth. I swear it.
Full Throttle: And the kiss? Did you like that too?
Rebel Rider: I’m not sure. I think I’m just confused because it was my first kiss, and maybe that’s just how you feel after your first kiss. I promise I still hate him, but ever since that night, he’s been on my mind. He got inside my head, and I can’t stop thinking about him. Even though I don’t want to, he’s just there. I don’t lie to you. I feel bad it’s taken me this long to actually tell you. I know I didn’t cheat on you, but it sort of feels like I did. I’m sorry, Rebel Rider. Are you mad at me?
Full Throttle: Do you want me to be?
For some reason, his question upset me, and I reacted.
Rebel Rider: It’s not like I know your real name or anything. I know nothing about you. You never tell me, but I’ve told you all about me. You think that’s fair? I may not be able to stop thinking about Tristian, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped thinking about you. I haven’t. I think about you all the time. I can’t lose you as a friend. You’ve become my best friend, and I couldn’t imagine not talking to you. Can you at least tell me something about yourself? Like your real name?
Full Throttle: My real name isn’t going to change the fact that you kissed him, Belle.
Rebel Rider: I know, but it’ll make me feel closer to you. Don’t you want that?
Full Throttle: Who do you think about more? Him or me?
I swallowed hard, wanting to be honest with him.
Rebel Rider: I think about you both in different ways.
Full Throttle: You didn’t answer my question.
Rebel Rider: Tell me your name and I’ll answer.
Full Throttle: My name isn’t going to change our future.
Rebel Rider: What does that mean?
Full Throttle: It’s Chase.
I was shocked he actually told me. Typing out my response, I was about to hit send when he abruptly logged off.
“Ugh!” I threw my laptop on the bed, annoyed he’d just exited our conversation like it didn’t mean anything to him.
Was he pissed? Upset?
Needing to wash away my anger, I jumped in the shower until the water ran cold.
What if he never logged on again? What if this was the last time he’d speak to me?
