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off, I started in.
"Alyssa, what the hell was with you back there?"
Even though I loved her for being so bitchy, I couldn't believe she ' d been so
vicious.
Alyssa shrugged her shoulders. " I don' t like her, is
all."
"You don ' t even know her. You didn ' t give her a
chance." At that point I wasn ' t sure who I tried convincing, me or Alyssa?
Alyssa glanced at me. "The girl has no backbone. She
didn ' t even attempt to stick up for herself and Tristan didn ' t stick up for
her either. I think she ' s jealous of your friendship with Tristan and that is shit in
my book. Besides, I think he can do better."
I agreed, but being with him proved too late for me. I did
notice some animosity, but figured tension had to do with him being best
friends with a female. Would she try to end our friendship? No, I wouldn ' t let her. She
might be engaged to Tristan, but he was my best friend. If she thought I ' d step aside and
let her take his friendship away from me too, she ' d better think
again. With a smile I thought, game on Kellie, game on.
Chapter
6
Tristan
"What the hell was all that about, Tristan? And who is
Ginger?" I felt Kellie ' s eyes burning a hole into the side of my head. I could kick
Alyssa ' s ass right now. I did not need this shit.
"Listen, I told you Alyssa was trying to start shit. She
does that." I laughed. The situation seemed funny, in a sardonic kind of
way.
" I don' t believe you."
I looked over at her. Her arms were tightly crossed over her
chest, her brow raised, waiting for some sort of confession.
"Believe whatever the hell you want then." I heard
the quick gasp of air when I tore my eyes away. Maybe I should have been more
sensitive, but I didn ' t fucking do anything wrong. She should trust me.
"Just take me home, Tristan. I don ' t want to be
around you right now."
My jaw tensed and I gripped the steering wheel tighter.
I drove to the dorms and sped off as soon as she shut my car
door. At home, I didn ' t hesitate to open a beer, gulping the cool amber liquid down
in seconds. This shit storm with Kellie didn ' t concern me
much. I knew she'd get over being pissed, most likely by tomorrow.
Something bothered Elle. I had a feeling she ' d talked to her
mom after all. I picked up the phone and punched in her number, but didn ' t hit send. She
was with Alyssa and as much as she pissed me off, I took comfort knowing she ' d be there for
Elle.
I sure as hell wasn ' t calling Kellie. Not until we'd
both had time to cool down. I didn ' t want to end up saying something I ' d regret. The
night certainly didn ' t go as smoothly as I had hoped.
* * *
The next morning I woke up to the irritating ding of my
doorbell. Too early for my mind the think straight, I couldn't figure who the
hell could be at my house. Only a few people knew where I lived. I rolled out
of bed, not bothering to put a shirt on.
I walked to my front door and opened it. Kellie stood on my
doorstep. "Hey." She handed me a cup of coffee. I took the Styrofoam
cup and moved aside for her walk in.
" Tristan, I don' t like fighting with you." Kellie turned around to face
me.
" Good, I don ' t want to fight either." I sipped the coffee and
grimaced. She ' d spiked my favorite morning cup with so much sugar, the
grains coated my tongue. She never could remember how I liked my coffee. Black.
Not too fucking hard to remember.
" I don' t think that super tall freak liked me much, and Elle..."
She rolled her eyes. In reflex, I gripped the coffee cup tighter, and the lid
popped off. I waited for her to continue as I bent over to pick it up.
" I don' t think she likes me either. I don ' t want you
hanging out with her anymore." Oh, this was going to be good.
"Kellie," I said, slow and deliberate as I
struggled to keep my anger under control. "Do not tell me who to be
fucking friends with. Elle and I have been through a lot. She ' s my best
friend, and I ' m not ending our friendship because you ' re insecure."
I
"Alyssa, what the hell was with you back there?"
Even though I loved her for being so bitchy, I couldn't believe she ' d been so
vicious.
Alyssa shrugged her shoulders. " I don' t like her, is
all."
"You don ' t even know her. You didn ' t give her a
chance." At that point I wasn ' t sure who I tried convincing, me or Alyssa?
Alyssa glanced at me. "The girl has no backbone. She
didn ' t even attempt to stick up for herself and Tristan didn ' t stick up for
her either. I think she ' s jealous of your friendship with Tristan and that is shit in
my book. Besides, I think he can do better."
I agreed, but being with him proved too late for me. I did
notice some animosity, but figured tension had to do with him being best
friends with a female. Would she try to end our friendship? No, I wouldn ' t let her. She
might be engaged to Tristan, but he was my best friend. If she thought I ' d step aside and
let her take his friendship away from me too, she ' d better think
again. With a smile I thought, game on Kellie, game on.
Chapter
6
Tristan
"What the hell was all that about, Tristan? And who is
Ginger?" I felt Kellie ' s eyes burning a hole into the side of my head. I could kick
Alyssa ' s ass right now. I did not need this shit.
"Listen, I told you Alyssa was trying to start shit. She
does that." I laughed. The situation seemed funny, in a sardonic kind of
way.
" I don' t believe you."
I looked over at her. Her arms were tightly crossed over her
chest, her brow raised, waiting for some sort of confession.
"Believe whatever the hell you want then." I heard
the quick gasp of air when I tore my eyes away. Maybe I should have been more
sensitive, but I didn ' t fucking do anything wrong. She should trust me.
"Just take me home, Tristan. I don ' t want to be
around you right now."
My jaw tensed and I gripped the steering wheel tighter.
I drove to the dorms and sped off as soon as she shut my car
door. At home, I didn ' t hesitate to open a beer, gulping the cool amber liquid down
in seconds. This shit storm with Kellie didn ' t concern me
much. I knew she'd get over being pissed, most likely by tomorrow.
Something bothered Elle. I had a feeling she ' d talked to her
mom after all. I picked up the phone and punched in her number, but didn ' t hit send. She
was with Alyssa and as much as she pissed me off, I took comfort knowing she ' d be there for
Elle.
I sure as hell wasn ' t calling Kellie. Not until we'd
both had time to cool down. I didn ' t want to end up saying something I ' d regret. The
night certainly didn ' t go as smoothly as I had hoped.
* * *
The next morning I woke up to the irritating ding of my
doorbell. Too early for my mind the think straight, I couldn't figure who the
hell could be at my house. Only a few people knew where I lived. I rolled out
of bed, not bothering to put a shirt on.
I walked to my front door and opened it. Kellie stood on my
doorstep. "Hey." She handed me a cup of coffee. I took the Styrofoam
cup and moved aside for her walk in.
" Tristan, I don' t like fighting with you." Kellie turned around to face
me.
" Good, I don ' t want to fight either." I sipped the coffee and
grimaced. She ' d spiked my favorite morning cup with so much sugar, the
grains coated my tongue. She never could remember how I liked my coffee. Black.
Not too fucking hard to remember.
" I don' t think that super tall freak liked me much, and Elle..."
She rolled her eyes. In reflex, I gripped the coffee cup tighter, and the lid
popped off. I waited for her to continue as I bent over to pick it up.
" I don' t think she likes me either. I don ' t want you
hanging out with her anymore." Oh, this was going to be good.
"Kellie," I said, slow and deliberate as I
struggled to keep my anger under control. "Do not tell me who to be
fucking friends with. Elle and I have been through a lot. She ' s my best
friend, and I ' m not ending our friendship because you ' re insecure."
I
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