We pulled up in front of a diner a few minutes later. We were seated at a booth within five minutes.

There was an awkward silence at first, and it, of course, was broken by an awkward comment. "So, Randy, last night was a lot of fun," Alexa said. I looked at her, then at him, and then back down at the table. "Yeah...I know...," Randy said quietly.

Great, more awkward silence...

"Um...I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I said and quickly got up and left the booth.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket as I rushed to the bathroom. I leaned against a wall and called my best friend, Isabella.

Isabella's P.O.V.

I picked up my phone on the first ring.

"Tor?"

"You'll never believe what just happened."

"Oh my God, did he actually ask you out?"

"...Not even close."

The way her voice dropped gave me the hint that the jerk messed up again.

"What happened?"

"He...he showed up with another girl."

She was crying. Oh God. I'm gonna kick his ass.

"I'm sorry..."

"Whatever, I'm done with him."

"Riiight."

"Shut up. I'm gonna go, but I'll talk to you later."

"Good luck."

"Thanks."

Tor's P.O.V.

I hung up and went back outside. The girl was gone and Randy was sitting by himself.

"Where'd she go?" I asked, sitting back down. "She was pissed that you're here, so she left," Randy shrugged. "Bitch," I rolled my eyes and looked down at the table. I could feel him staring holes through me. "What the fuck are you staring at, asshole?" I asked without looking up. "Nothing...," he said. "Damn right 'nothing', that's all I mean to you," I looked up at him and shook my head. "What do you mean?" he asked, "You're my best friend. You mean more than 'nothing' to me." "You could've fooled me," I whispered. He looked at me with confusion written all over his face. "You kissed me last night, Randy," I said. "Yeah...," he replied. "And then you came to my house with a girl less than 24 hours later? That's wrong," I said with tears in my eyes. He bit his lip and came and sat next to me, putting his arm around me. "I'm sorry...," he whispered in my ear. I put my head on his shoulder and cried. "I'm tired of hearing sorry from you," I said. "I mean it," he said, brushing my hair with his hands. "I can't do it anymore," I whispered. He looked at me with confusion in his eyes. "Randy...I can't talk to you anymore," I explained. "What? Why?" he asked. "You keep hurting me. And then you say sorry, I forgive you, and you hurt me again. It's not fair, and I'm done," I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. "You really wanna throw away everything we have?" he asked. "It was your choice, Randy," I shook my head, got out of the booth, and started walking out of the diner.

"Wait, how are you getting home?" he called after me. "I'll get a ride," I said without turning back.

Randy's P.O.V.

Watching her walk away was harder than I imagined. I was in total shock that she actually ended it. I was pissed at her. She was right, and it made me so mad. Even more than that, I was pissed at myself. I regretted everything that happened between us. Looking back, I did everything wrong.

I ordered food and ate by myself, thinking about how everything had ended so badly.

When I was finished, I got in my Hummer and texted Tor, just to make sure she got home alright. A few minutes later I got a text saying:

yeah, isabella came and got me. i'm fine, thanks. i feel bad about what happened... i'll be home around 10, so call me later if u wanna talk...love you...

I smiled and put my phone away. I was definitely going to call her later.

Isabella's P.O.V.

I want to punch this girl. She feels bad about what happened. What the fuck? He deserved it.

"I've just been friends with him for too long to throw it all away now," she kept saying.

"I know...I just don't like to see you get hurt."

"I know, but...I...I love him."

"Yes, and he loves you too. I can tell he does. But don't waste your time. He's not even worth waiting for. Do you realize what he put you through?"

"...Yeah..."

"There's SO many guys out there that would be so much better for you and that would treat you how you deserve to be treated."

"I know, I know."

"I know you love him, but you've gotta move on. He's an ass."

"Aren't you friends with him?"

"Yes, good friends, but he's an ass to you. And if he continues to be an ass to you, I will drop him where he stands."

"Haha, thanks."

"No problem, that's my job."

I could tell she was thinking about stuff, so I stopped talking. I watched her walk over to my computer and sit on the chair.

I went over to the couch and turned on the TV.

"Ooh, who's Ted?"

I turned around and looked at her. "My friend, why?" I asked. "He's a cutie," she laughed. "I know," I smiled. "Do you like him?" she asked. "Nah, he's just my friend. I actually met him through the asshole, actually," I replied. "Who? Randy?" she asked. "Mmhm," I nodded, "He's one of Randy's friends."

She went quiet for a few minutes and then said, "Aw, he seems so sweet."

"How would you know?"

"Well...he just looks it..."

"Yeah ok, you're definitely reading my conversation with him."

"...No...hey, you called me stupid!"

"Oh, how did you know if you're not reading my conversation?"

"...I don't know..."

I laughed and turned back to the TV. Two minutes later I got a text from Randy:

hey, guess what

I wanted to ignore him, but I was so curious to know what he was going to tell me. A few seconds later I got another text:

i love tor..

My eyes widened and a huge smile crossed my face. Before I could answer him, he texted me again:

i think i'm gonna ask her to be my girlfriend

I wanted to tell Tor, but I figured it wasn't in my place.

"Oh my God, Belle! Guess what!" Tor ran over to me. "What?" I asked. "Dave just asked me out!" she screamed. I looked at her with confusion. "Dave who?" I asked. "Bautista," she smiled. "Oh...um...what did you say...," I said quietly, thinking of Randy. "Yes, of course! It's my chance to move on," she said, skipping back to the computer. "Right," I whispered to myself.

Maybe it would be better if she turned Randy down...he would probably hurt her anyway...right?

I had to keep my mouth shut...hopefully I was doing the right thing.