authors note: sorry for taking so long... Here is chapter 4, eventually Nick's POV.
I stormed out of Lauren's house angrily. I couldn't believe she did that. I couldn't believe Joe did that. I couldn't believe she let Joe do that. How can she be so stupid and blind? I know, for sure, that she can do better than that.
I walked into my house, I was so angry at Joe right now. I walked up to his room and started knocking on his door hard, as if I was taking my anger off on the it.
"Open the door, Joseph!" I yelled through the door. Joe opened the door slowly, looking down.
"How could you?" I asked him, looking at him as if I was about to kill him.
"Answer me!" I hesitated; I couldn't take his silence no more.
"I'm sorry," He said, in a whisper.
"You're sorry? You. Are. Sorry? Are you aware of what you just did? Are you aware that you had sex with Lauren? You took her virginity, man! She's like your little sister! How can you ever do that to a sister?" I kept yelling at him. I had to get it all out. I still couldn't believe t.
He stood there in silence and I couldn't help but groan in frustration.
"Joseph, we all know that all you do is hook up with girls since you've got nothing better to do, but Lauren? Why her?" I wanted so bad to just punch him in the face and end all this in a second.
"I was drunk, Nick, alright? I didn't want this to happen!" I heard him say, yelling as loud as me.
"Do you think being 'drunk' is an excuse? Well, I am very afraid it isn't!" I stood there looking at him in the eyes.
"Why are you so stupid? Why don't you think before doing anything? Why are so you stupid? Damn it!" I kept yelling at him and he just kept staring at me.
"What's the big deal?" He finally said. This just made me feel so much worse. How can he be so cruel? He's used to this, yeah, but he needs to know that the person who he did things to was not just someone; she was my best friend, his best friend, and she means the world to me. Knowing that she'll be hurt after all this and knowing Joe doesn't care too much about this situation, kills me. It kills me.
"The big deal?" I was so mad this time; I couldn't take it. "Joe, don't you care about Lauren?"
"I do. I'll watch after her. Chill," he said, groaning. I couldn't believe him.
"Joe, you're incredible," I said shaking my head and walking towards his bed room door, "This will cost you so much, Joe"
"I'm sorry for not being perfect!" He yelled at me. "It was a mistake, Nick. Stop taking it so serious!" He yelled once again.
"You know how much Lauren means to me," I said in a low voice.
"I wasn't thinking right. I was drinking, I already told you. I'm sorry" He said, I could hear regret in his voice.
I shook my head and walked out of his room. I walked to my room and sat on my bed, resting my elbows on my lap and covering my face with my hands, thinking; I could imagine Joe doing every single thing that's there to do in this world, except this. It's shocking and stupid at the same time. You would think I'm overreacting, but I'm not. Lauren means so much for me not to care. And I felt like Joe just took this as any of his other nights, I felt like he thought that Lauren was just one of his sluts, and the feeling was horrible. I wanted so bad to run to Lauren and comfort her but it was too much. I needed to cool down before going to her. I needed to be one hundred percent calm so I could talk to her. I didn't want to hurt her more than she already is. I'll just wait for the right time, until then, I will be thinking this over and over again.
Joe's POV.
After that, I felt the guilt come down to me like a huge basketball ball that has just been thrown to the basket. I needed to go talk to Lauren but first, I needed to take some air and think. So I decided to get out of the house and just walk.
I kept walking, thinking about what happened and the words Nick said to me after leaving my room. He was right in some way; I knew how much she means to Nick and I still did something that I knew would hurt him and Lauren. But, once again, I was drunk. I couldn't fight over the power of alcohol. Why was I drinking in the first place? "Ugh" I groaned, I didn't want to think about it but it was glued to my head. I needed to get it out of my head. Soon enough, I saw a café and decided to walk in to sit down for a moment. I didn't order anything; I just sat there, looking out the window.
A few moments later I saw Francheska walking on the other side of the street with her hands in her pockets. She looked over to the café for a bit and saw me, I gave her a smile, not wanting to be rude, and saw her approach me into the café.
She sat in front of me; "Hey" was all that she said with a smile.
"Hey," I replied back, smiling at her trying to hide that something was wrong. But I obviously didn't hide a thing because, as soon as she heard and saw me 'smiling', she raised an eyebrow, saying; "Are you sure?" I nodded and smiled a little more.
"Well, why are you sitting here all alone, then?" she said.
"Oh, you know.. Just.." I sighed and looked at her.
"What are you worried about, Joe?" I heard her say as she laughed a bit. "Why are you laughing?" I asked her.
"Because I never thought a guy like you would ever look so down." She said. Everything she's ever said to me just came out so clever somehow. How can she even notice there's something wrong with me? I was trying my best like no other time to fake a smile. I mean, I wasn't too depressed about this, but a smile wasn't good for now. I was upset with myself.
I looked down and put my hands on the table, and as soon as I did, she put one of her hands on one of mine, causing me to look up.
"What?" I asked her. "It'll make you feel better if you tell me.." She said, while she kept looking at me. I was trying so hard to not tell her anything that happened because she will get really mad at me, since Lauren's her best friend, sister..
"I just did something wrong," I told her, looking away. I felt when she got up from the chair in front of me and dragged it next to mine chair, sitting on it next to me.
"What was it?" She asked me quietly, almost in a whisper, as if she didn't want anyone else to hear. I think she was trying to make the conversation comfortable, somehow? Since there were more people around us? The bad thing is; she was only making me a little bit nervous. Wait.. Nervous? This would probably be the first girl who's ever made me nervous. Something's wrong with me.
"It's just that I did something that I wasn't supposed to." I said. I wasn't going to tell her. I couldn't tell her.
"Oh.." She said. "What was that?" She wasn't going to give up, was she?
I didn't say anything; I just stood up and walked out of the café. But surprisingly enough, she followed me out.
"I'm not telling you, Francheska," I told her when she got closer and started walking next to me; "Why not?" She asked me. "Because I don't want to talk about it at the moment," I told her, hoping she would stop asking now. "But I'm worried" I stopped walking to look at her.
I'm not going to lie, it kind of felt good that she was worried about me; it was amazing, actually. Even though she didn't know me very well, she was worried enough to still be following me, trying to get out the guilt that was eating me alive.
I walked a little more to my house and walked in and up the stairs to my room. I laid on my bed with my hands on the back of my head, looking up at the ceiling. "Joe," Francheska said, she followed me all along. I looked at her and sighed, "What?" I asked her, even though I already knew what she was going to talk about, "Aren't you telling me?" She told me as I sighed once again.
"Come here," I pated on the side of my bed that was empty; telling her to come and sit. She did exactly what I told her to and looked at me.
"You know.. Usually, this kind of thing doesn't bother me, but I made the biggest mistake." I finally gave in and told her.
"But, what was it?" She asked me.
I sighed, "I had sex with a girl that I wasn't supposed to have sex with?" I told her. She laughed.
"How are you not supposed to have sex with a girl? It doesn't make sense," She said. I knew that what I said sounded so stupid.
"Let's pretend you're my sister, alright? Well.. If you are my sister, it wouldn't be right if I had sex with you, right?" I said as she nodded.
"Exactly the problem here," I said once again. Her eyes widen when she heard me say that.
"You had sex with your sister?" She raised her voice; I guess that wasn't a good explanation.
"No, of course not!" I told her. "I don't even have a sister, it's just an example, calm down," I felt her get a little bit relaxed when I said that.
"Oh, I get it" She told me. "Did you got her pregnant or something?" She asked me once again.
"No. I hope not," I told her. I knew that I probably didn't, but things can happen, right?
"You hope?" She raised an eyebrow, looking at me. "You need to be more careful, Joe," She told me. She was right. "I know," I said.
She grabbed my hand, pulled me up from bed and hugged me. She was comforting me. At this moment, I didn't need anything more than that. I hugged her back as she told me everything would be alright.
Why was she being so nice to me? She's a really quiet person and she's never talked a lot. I know she was the kind of person who would rather being asked than ask herself. This was a part of her that I never thought I would see.
Lauren's POV.
I had been hiding under my blankets all day long and I couldn't take it anymore. I had to talk to Nick. I needed him to comfort me. I needed him to tell me that everything will be okay. I needed him to hug me and let me cry on his shoulder. I really needed him at this moment.
I decided to get up from bed and go to Nick's house.
I walked out of the house to walk to Nick's. When I got to his house, I walked up the stairs, passing by Joe's room. His door was open and I think I saw him hugging someone.
I walked backwards to his room and recognized the girl who was hugging him. It was no other than, Francheska.