Soda walked straight into the garage and found Steve under the hood of a car. Steve must really want to talk to Soda if he's here early too.
"Hey Steve," Soda said walking up to the front of the car. Steve looked up wearing his work shirt unbuttoned and Soda found it strangely appealing. His face expression sent off a different emotion though. He didn't look angry, more like upset? Maybe confused? "Is everything okay?"
Steve looked around for a moment then said, "You think we can talk?" Steve put his tool down on the car and began pacing around it.
"Sure, what's up?" Soda asked watching Steve pace and run his hands through his hair.
"Last night I drove home and Evie was there, standing by my front door."
Soda widened his eyes. Steve and Evie broke it off officially shortly after Sandy left, because Steve ignored her to help Soda through his depression. At first Soda felt awful for being the cause of thier breakup, but Steve assured him they weren't going to last much longer anyway. Evie did everything in her power to make everyone in town hate Steve, although it didn't work because most of the people in town knew Steve more than Evie and knew most of her talk was bullshit. Neither of them ever tried to communicate since the breakup. "Wow," Soda said, "Um, what did she want?" Soda could feel the sense that Evie wanted to get back with Steve, that had to be the obvious reason she was there. That idea made Soda's heart slow. He was very happy for Steve when they were together, but now Soda didn't want him near her. He wasn't even sure why he felt that way.
"She told me she missed me and couldn't stand us being apart," Steve said, "And she's sorry she let our best friend's relationship get the best of her."
"And what did you say?"
"Well she obviously wants us to get back together, but I told her I had to really think about it, because what she did, or tried to do, really pissed me off and I never would have seen her doing something like that."
"Yeah, she really became cruel over the breakup," Soda agreed, "So do you want to get back with her."
Steve shrugged, "Do...you think I should give her another chance?"
"I don't know," Soda said thinking about the situation, "Think about both perspectives, why should you and why shouldn't you?" Soda knew he didn't want them back together, he wanted Steve more in his life than in Evie's. Was Soda jealous? He shook off that idea. Even if he was, he had to be there for Steve and help him out like he has for Soda all this time.
"Well we just got so close and the relationship was just amazing. We were just so right for each other you know? I mean I didn't believe we were in true love like you and Sandy, but we had something," Steve said, "But you know, if she cared as much as I felt she did, she wouldn't have tried to hurt me so bad when we separated. You didn't try to hurt Sandy when you separated, even though she stabbed you in the back, you didn't. And that's real love. Evie tried to hurt me, so maybe she didn't have the same feelings for me as I did for her."
Soda nodded, "I guess what you just said answers your question huh?"
"I don't know, ultimately I feel the best choice is to not get back together. For all I know she dated a lot of guys, they were one night stands, real asses, and I'm the official rebound," Steve said slamming a fist into the wall. Soda slowly walked closer to him. He could tell Steve wanted his old relationship back, but at the same time he didn't want to take the chance at getting hurt.
"I...I'm sorry Steve," Soda said standing next to him, "I know I'm the reason you and Evie are apart and..."
"Stop."
"...I wish I could..."
"Soda..."
"...Make it better for you, make it right, or even..."
"Soda, quit it."
"...Have taken care of myself instead of making you do all this shit for me..."
"Soda! Enough!" Steve barked making Soda back up a few steps. "I do not regret helping you, that's what best friends do! Evie and I are over, and I don't care! I can give up a girl for our friendship! Now stop blaming yourself!" Soda just stood and looked at the ground. His throat felt tight. He couldn't stand Steve being mad at him. He tried to think of something to say to make Steve happy, but couldn't. "Soda," Steve sighed, "I'm sorry, but I really don't care that I left Evie to help you. She couldn't accept me doing something noble for someone else, so I ended it. She was obsessed with me, she didn't love me."
Soda just continued to look at the ground, "I'm sorry I upset you."
Steve walked over and gave Soda a small hug, "Man, don't worry about it. I ain't getting back with her, it ain't worth it. I ain't giving her a chance to hurt me again." Soda smiled inside when his face came in contact with Steve's shoulder. He hugged Steve back and held on tight, hoping it wouldn't end.
Until a very unpleasant, or in a sense it was pleasant, feeling creeped up from Soda.