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popped open, and I pulled away from
Elliot slowly. Peering over his shoulder, I saw Connor standing there with a
look of disbelief on his face, closely followed by Kayley, David and worst of
all Bianca. She stood there behind the others shaking her head disapprovingly,
while I stayed frozen - my hair a mess, my lips swollen from kissing Elliot so
hard, and my legs still wrapped around his waist.
    “What’s going on?” he whispered to me not
daring to turn around.
    I pushed myself away from him and lowered
my legs while he supported my weight until my feet were on the ground.
    Embarrassed from losing control in such a
public place I looked from Elliot to the group of people watching and stammered
out, “I…I’m sorry. I have to go.” I dashed off through Darling Park with the
single thought of making it to Town Hall station, so I could go home.
     I heard David yell, “No! I’ll go!” He came
after me at a run and caught up to me before I had even exited the concrete
park.
    “Trina!” he called out as he caught up.
“What was that about? Are you ok?”
    “No, I’m not ok. I'm an idiot! I just made
an absolute fool of myself,” I whined continuing to walk top speed.
    “Katrina, slow down,” David pleaded with
his hand on my shoulder, “Talk to me properly.”
    I stopped and looked at him face on, “I
don’t know what I’m doing David!” Tears of frustration fell from my eyes.
“Every time I’m around him, I can’t think straight. I find myself flirting and
being completely unable to control myself.”
    “Hey baby girl, don’t cry. Everything will
be alright,” David cupped my face with his hands and wiped his thumb across my
cheek to dry my tears away.
    “I don’t even feel capable of having a
relationship right now – I don’t want this David! -  Not to mention the fact
that I have Bianca gunning for me, and it’s only been a week! This is all way
too fast and way too much drama – this isn’t me! This isn’t the kind of person
I am!” I explained lifting my hands in vexation.
    “Bianca? What’s she got to do with it?”
    “Bianca is nothing but a bitch towards me,
David. She might have been all gorgeous sex kitten towards you tonight, but as
soon as you left me with her at the bar she asked me if I was a cutter because
of my scars and then warned me off Elliot. Every time I see her, she has
something bitchy to say to me – she keeps calling me a boy! I can’t believe
that of all the girls in my office, you had to choose her to hang around
tonight.”
    David took a step back, his brows knitted tightly
together. “You never told me she was giving you a hard time. You hardly talk
about your work at all! All I know is its easy work, and the people are nice. I
only know you like Elliot because I caught you staring after him on your first
day with this infatuated look on your face; otherwise I’d have no clue. You
have to talk to me Katrina. We're best friends, and before Christopher came
along and fucked everything up you did tell me everything, don’t push me away
too ok?” he told me earnestly. He stared into my eyes to show me how serious he
was and then drew me into a hug. I sighed against his shoulder, realising I
hadn’t been a very good friend lately. I promised that I would talk to him more
about what was going on with me.
    As soon as I had calmed down, we walked arm
in arm towards the train station, remembering half way there that we were
supposed to catch the train back with Carmen.
    Feeling guilty I stopped to call her and
tell her where we were. She asked for us to wait for her to catch up, so we
stood and chatted while we paused.
    “I wasn’t going to do anything with
Bianca,” he said during a quiet moment. “Well, not tonight anyway,” he added
with that lopsided grin of his.
    I couldn’t help but smile back, “It doesn’t
matter David. You can sleep with whoever you like. I just sort of panicked
about Bianca tonight - because I’m pretty sure she might be a