Fiona's Point Of View
"Call Me", Adam said. That was his 6th voice mail. I didn't have the nerve to call him back. I didn't think I had the right to. Adam was someone who treated you right, whether you deserved it or not. He was one of the few people in the school I actually paid attention to. I don't deserve someone like him. He needs someone normal, and someone who will always treat him right. And that's something I cannot do. I went to my kitchen to realize that I had drunken all of my champagne. I needed more. I needed something to make all of this go away. The Past. The Pain. Adam. I just want it all to end. I want to be able to close my eyes, and when I open them, I want there to be nothing. Absolutely nothing.
A number I hadn't recognized had called, so without thinking, I answered it.
"Fiona? Its Drew. Listen, Adams worried sick! He won't stop calling me! Why aren't you answering his calls?", he yelled.
"I just need some time.", I said. There was a slight pause. She heard him breathing on the other line.
"Well, would you like to have some company?" he said. There was nervousness in his voice. She didn't know what to do, but she did know what she wanted.
"As long as you bring alcohol." I said.
"Ill be right over", said Drew, with determination in his voice.
As he hung up, she was wondering if she was doing the right thing. She thought about Adam. Then she thought about Bobby. She couldn't have that done to her again. She thought to herself, how Adam would never do anything to hurt Fiona. He cared about her. But then she thought how she didn't think Bobby would do something like that when they had started dating.
About 20 minutes later, there was a knock on her door. And for some reason, in the back of her mind, she was hoping to see Adam. She wanted him to tell her that everything was going to be alright, and that it will all be over soon. She knew that his smile would make her have that nervous feeling. The feeling that she adored.
As she opened the door, she smiled when she saw the 2 bottles of wine Drew had bought, with him standing smiling from ear to ear.
"Come in", I say.
He walks in eagerly, but trying to stay calm.
She could tell he was nervous. And for some reason, she was kind of digging it.
Before I know it, Drew is on top of me as we are laying down on my couch.
"I just want the pain to go away", I say.
"Ill make the pain go away", he said as he pressed his lips against mine.