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Author's Note: I was trying to hold off on updating this for another couple of days but in the spirit of Halloween here's my treat for all of you loyal readers!
So um... I got a ton reviews on that last chapter. Thank you all so much! I really liked the comment where someone said "Maybe Tai and Dr. Anderson should get together since obviously she's the only one that understands him". That one made me laugh. I appreciate all of the reviews and loyal readers of this story! Alright, enough rambling. Let's get to it. Thanks again! :)
Chapter Seven
"Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again. Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts." - Author Unknown
Needless to say, the ride to Yamato's mom's place is extremely silent and dragged out. Mimi's pissed at me; I'm pissed because I didn't even want to go to this stupid party in the first place, and now everything is just really uncomfortable. She's also driving like a maniac so I'm using this quiet time to repent for my sins in the instance that we go crashing over a cliff and die tonight. Well, I'd most likely die, Mimi would probably survive and then bring me back from the dead and kill me again. Which sadly doesn't seem like such a bad alternative to Yamato's party.
I don't think anyone has been this mad at me since the hair clip incident of 2004. Just thinking about it still makes me sick to my stomach.
"Do you even know where you're going?" I ask once I realize she's driving in the wrong direction.
"Of course I know where I'm going!" She spats, "I'm not an idiot."
"Takeru and his mom moved last summer. You're going to their old apartment. They actually own a house now."
She knows I'm right but isn't happy about it. The car comes to a screeching halt and does a one-eighty in the middle of the empty road. The only sound that can be heard is probably me screaming and then rubber burning on asphalt. When the hell did this turn into the fast and the furious? If I wasn't convinced I'd be dying earlier, I'm very much aware that I am going to now.
"Where to, Mr. Yagami?" She asks angrily.
It takes everything in me to let go of the granny handle above the door before answering, "Um, go back to the highway. That's the fastest way."
She slams her foot down on the gas and we go speeding away. Who in their right mind decided Tachikawa Mimi was fit to drive? I really think they should take PMS into account when issuing licenses to teenage girls.
Please let there be a cop somewhere that can haul her off to jail for reckless driving and life endangerment...
We (finally) arrive at Takeru's place in one piece and there are cars lining the street. I guess I should have known better than to assume only our close group of friends would be here. Yamato's a pretty popular guy, even if he is anti-social most of the time. It's safe to assume that once word got out about him having a party, everyone in association with him (or Takeru) decided to make an appearance. I can only imagine how long this party will last until someone calls the cops. I give it until midnight and then I'll actually have an excuse to leave.
"So are we just not going to speak to each other the rest of the night?" I ask once she's parked and the car is off.
"That depends, did you grow a pair and get over yourself since we left your apartment?" She responds.
I sigh, "Mimi..."
"Just walk inside with me. After that, you can just ignore me the rest of the night. I don't even care any more."
I'm not going to bother fighting her; it's not even worth my time. We get out of the car and walk together in silence. The only sound between us is Mimi's heels tapping against the concrete and then the hum of music coming from the Takaishi residence.
Mimi didn't need me to come to this party with her. Even if she was just some random girl off the street, one look at her alone would have gotten her in the party. She'll definitely be turning some heads tonight. Then again, that's probably what she was aiming for. Distraction. Distraction from reality. Distraction from... me.
I don't even bother knocking and we just let ourselves inside the house. I see familiar faces from school, all nodding and greeting me as we pass them. Mimi is turning heads, like I assumed. All the guys are checking her out and all the girls are turning their noses up in jealousy. I spot the youngest of the Ishida siblings standing with my sister and am about to head their way, when one of the guys from the baseball team, Ryan, stops me.
"Yagami!" He says and engages me in a fist bump.
This guy is such a tool. I don't understand how he thinks we're friends.
He continues, "Good to see you out in the social scene again. Who's your friend?"
"Mimi meet Ryan; Ryan, Mimi," I quickly introduce.
"Well, hello Mimi," Ryan says with a stupid grin. It probably works on most of the girls in our school but Mimi knows better. She doesn't fall prey to stupidity.
"Hey," Mimi replies less excited.
"You look like you could use a drink."
"Yeah, sure."
Now that I've passed Mimi onto someone else, I make a beeline for Takeru and Hikari. I hear Mimi start to protest but I ignore it and keep moving.
"Oh good, you made it!" Hikari says once she sees me.
"Please tell me you're not drinking beer," I say as soon as I see the red plastic cup in my sisters hand.
She laughs, "No, Tai. It's just soda. You know me better than that."
"Don't leave your cup sitting around. Who knows how many sicko's are hanging around here."
"Okay, Dad."
"Hey, I'm just looking out. What about you, Takeru? You drinking?"
"Nope, just soda for me too," Takeru says holding up his cup, "Someone has to stay sober to be on damage control. My mom would have a heart attack if anything gets broken. I told everyone to stay outside if they're drinking. That's where the keg is."
"How did you guys manage to score a keg?" I wonder.
"Jyou got it for us."
I'm honestly shocked, "Seriously?"
"Right?"
"I thought he was anti underage binge drinking. Remind me to thank him later."
Takeru just shrugs and smiles.
"Where's Mimi?" Hikari wonders.
I shrug, "Your guess is as good as mine."
"What happened?"
"Later. I'll be outside."
I push through the crowd and make my way to the back porch. I spot the keg and quickly grab a drink. I chug it down, not wasting any time, and go for another. I hear a voice approach from behind me. It's sloppy and loud and can only belong to one person.
"Taichi!"
I turn and see Daisuke stumbling over to me. He's smiling with a goofy grin and is spilling whatever is in his cup as he trips over himself. He's already smashed. Miyako and Ken are trailing not far behind.
"So glad you're here," he says, slurring his words, "Don't drink the punch. I think someone spiked it. Oh, wait. It was me!"
Miyako is rolling her eyes at this point and Ken is trying to hide a smile.
"Is it true that Mimi is here?" Daisuke wonders.
"Yeah, she's here somewhere," I tell him.
"She's hot. Onward!" He says throwing his cup up in the air and spilling it's remaining contents, "To Mimi! Hey, what happened my beer?"
Ken is full on laughing now. I am shaking my head and holding back a laugh as well. I've never seen Daisuke drunk before. Take his normal personality, multiply it by a hundred, throw in some crazy, and you get drunk Daisuke. Unbelievable.
"We've been trying to switch him to water," Miyako says, "He figures it out pretty quickly though. Stupid, Daisuke."
"Ah, let him have fun," I reply, "If he throws up that's his own fault for not knowing when to stop."
"You're not the one that has to clean it up later."
"Come on, Miya. We better go find him," Ken says and grabs her hand. I notice her cheeks turn red and a smile creep across her face as she follows him through the crowd. Huh. Is this a couple in the making I see? Or hell, for all I know they're already dating. I don't much keep up with my sister's friends social affairs.
I finally spot a familiar face I can socialize with. I can't believe he actually took my advice and wore a collared shirt. I don't think Koushiro even owns a collared shirt. I wonder where he went and bought it from last minute. It's from Abercrombie of all places. Nice touch.
"Tai!" He says once he sees me. He sounds relieved. I feel kind of bad. High school parties aren't exactly Koushiro's scene.
"Hey, Kou," I reply, "How's it going?"
"Fine. I've mostly just been watching everyone. I haven't been here that long."
"Yeah, we just got here too."
"Did Mimi come with you?"
"Yeah, she's here somewhere."
He tries to hide a smile.
"You should go find her," I say, "She was inside with Ryan last time I saw."
"Oh. Ryan, huh?"
I see his expression change and realize I probably shouldn't have said that. Ryan's a tool anyways. He's one of those guys that gets drunk at a party and thinks everyone wants to hear what he has to say and then ends up sleeping with the drunkest chick at the party. No need for Koushiro to worry. Unless Mimi's looking for some sort of revenge lay, I doubt she'll even be giving Ryan the time of day.
"Hey," I say in my best encouraging voice, "She'll be way more excited to see you than that tool-bag Ryan. Go find her. You'll be fine."
"Thank you, Taichi."
I watch him disappear through the crowd just as I finish my second cup of beer. I head back to the keg for a third when I'm stopped by Yamato.
"Thank God you're here," he says.
"Yep. Here I am," I reply, still eying the keg for another cup.
"I heard Mimi is here. Is that true?"
"Yep. She's here somewhere."
"Awesome. I'll have to find her and say hey. When did you get here?"
"Twenty, maybe thirty minutes ago."
"Oh, okay, not too long then. Listen, I have to leave for a little while. Do you think you can man the fort while I'm gone?"
"You have to leave? Yamato, you've been drinking. You can't leave."
"I've only had a couple. I'll be fine. Tell Takeru I'll be right back."
"Yama, you're not leaving."
"Yes I am. I have to go. I need to go."
"Where do you need to go?"
"I need to see her: Sora."
I roll my eyes. Figures. Yamato would risk his life to go see her on some sort of drunken impulse.
"You're not going anywhere," I say snatching the car keys out of his hand.
"Give those back, Tai!" He shouts, trying to fight me for them. His balance is way off. He's been drinking a lot more than he let on. He'd end up with a DUI before even turning the car on.
"No, Yamato. Don't be stupid. You're not going to risk killing yourself for her."
"You don't understand. I have to see her!"
"Tell you what? You sober up and then I'll consider giving your keys back."
He glares at me through bloodshot eyes. There's no point in trying to reason with him. He's drunk and will probably do just about anything to get in a car to go see Sora. I have to do something before he gets himself killed.
"Just wait here and don't do anything stupid. I'll be right back," I say and walk away to make a very painful phone call.
It takes me a while but I finally manage to convince Sora that she needs to come to this party. She is against it, saying she doesn't want to be anywhere around Yamato while he's drunk, but when I mention that he's willing to drive drunk to get to her, she reconsiders. I think she's doing it more as a favor to me than him just so this night doesn't end in a drunken fist fight that we will both regret tomorrow.
"I'll be there as soon as I can," she says and hangs up the phone.
I walk back and find Yamato slouched in a chair on the porch, openly smoking a cigarette in front of everyone. He looks pretty upset. I guess he doesn't care if people know any more.
"Good news," I say trying to lighten the mood, "I just talked to Sora. She's on her way here."
His eyes widen, "Really?"
"Yep. She'll be here as soon as she can."
"Thank you, Tai."
He smiles, finishes the cigarette, and stumbles across the yard to the keg. He starts shouting at people to hold him up while he does a keg stand. I'm shaking my head at how ridiculous this is. I think there's a reason high school kids shouldn't have access to free booze.
"You're a good friend," I hear from behind me.
I turn and see Mimi standing there. I guess she's speaking to me now.
"You're just now realizing this?" I reply.
"You did something selfless for Yamato so he wouldn't get himself killed, even though it was painful for you. You tipped Koushiro off at wearing a collared shirt because you know I like them. Even if it is a lost cause, at least your intentions were good."
"If you say so."
"Kou knows I don't see him in that way."
"It still doesn't stop him from having feelings for you."
"It's one-sided, Tai. My feelings lie elsewhere."
Okay. I'm not drunk enough for this conversation yet. I just decide not to say anything at all. I think she takes the hint because when I turn to look at her again she's gone. How is it that in a room full of people, I suddenly feel like I'm alone?
I'm not exactly sure how many beers I've had when Sora finally arrives. How long ago did I call her? One hour ago, two hours? Three maybe? Who knows. All I know is that it feels like forever ago. Yamato is pretty much incoherent at this point and I'm reaching my own personal limit. Too much more and I'll be blacking out any minute.
Mimi and I somehow managed to reconcile during my many cups of beer. The music is blasting and we're dancing. Well, she's dancing, I'm kind of just holding onto her and moving back and forth. She stops when we see Sora coming across the yard. Sora gives us a weird look but quickly turns her attention to Yamato.
"Get up," Sora says when she sees Yamato laying down on the grass. Why he's lying there, I don't know. I'm at a point where everything that happens makes me laugh. Can we say three sheets to the wind?
"Hey, baby! I'm so glad you're finally here," Yamato says with a smile when he sees her standing over him.
"Yamato, get off the ground," she repeats.
"Naw, how bout you come down here and join me?"
"I am not getting on the ground."
"You're no fun."
She rolls her eyes and turns her attention to me, "I assumed that if I came over you'd at least make him stop drinking. He can't even get off the damn ground. What the hell, Tai?"
"Hey now," Mimi interjects, "It's not his fault. Yamato's the one that kept insisting on doing keg stands."
"Well, from the look of things Tai managed to join him in a couple of those keg stands. Figures, two idiots feeding off each others stupidity. Sounds about right for these two," Sora spits out.
"What's your problem, Sora?"
"Right now, you're my problem."
"Excuse me?"
"Ladies, ladies," I say stepping - stumbling - between them before a cat fight breaks out, "No need to fight about this. We drank a little bit more than we should have. No one here is to blame."
Sora growls, ignoring my commentary, "Yamato, get off the ground or I'm leaving. It is two in the morning and I am not going to play these games with you."
"All right. Help me up, Tai," Yamato says and slowly sits up, offering out his hand. I grab it and, after much trouble on both our parts, I manage to get him up off the ground and to a standing position. He's just about to topple over again when Sora catches him.
"Let's get you some water and then go to bed," Sora says as she wraps her arm around his waist to steady him. I may be drunk but I can see that she is genuinely concerned for his well-being now.
"I'm sorry," I hear him whisper to her.
"It's okay. Let's just get you feeling a little more stable, okay?"
"Thank you, baby. I really am sorry. I should have more self control."
"It's okay, Yama."
"You're always so nice to me. That's why I love you."
A look of pain crosses her face but she doesn't reply. She manages to get him walking and soon enough the two disappear into the crowd. I turn back to Mimi, who's acting as a quiet bystander.
"You okay?" I ask.
"I'm fine," she replies. I know she's lying. Sora has managed to rub her the wrong way.
"You should have another drink. It'll make things easier. Believe me."
She laughs, "I'm not one to drink away my problems."
"Suit yourself. It's worked for me all these years."
"Years?"
"Yep. Yagami Taichi, professional drinker since 2006."
She just laughs and pours the remainder of her plastic cup on the grass, "Truth be told, I'm not even drunk. I haven't even been drinking that much."
"I wish I could say the same. My head is spinning."
"What do you say we get out of here then?"
"Lead the way."
I wake up the next morning - afternoon? - not exactly sure where I am or what happened last night. I sit up in the bed I slept in and look at my surroundings. This is Mimi's bedroom.
Oh no. Did we sleep together again? I throw back the sheets and see that I'm stripped to my boxers. Well, they're kind of half way on but they're still there. I look next to me and Mimi is still sleeping soundly. She's facing the opposite direction and is fully clothed. There's even a small pillow barrier between us. But it still leaves the lingering question: did we or didn't we?
I don't have much time to think about it before the booze I consumed decides to make a comeback. I jump out of the bed, waking up Mimi in the process, and rush into the bathroom just in time to make it to the toilet. My throat is on fire as the alcohol comes back up. The vomiting turns to dry heaving when Mimi enters the bathroom in concern.
"Go away! Don't look!" I shout embarrassed. God, when did I turn into such a pussy?
"This is not the first time I've seen someone throw up from drinking too much," she says and walks to the closet to grab a bath towel. She soaks it in cold water and pats the back of my sweating neck. It feels really great.
I throw up again just as she starts rubbing my back to comfort me. I'm pretty sure that was the rest of it. I flush and sit up against the garden bathtub. Mimi begins patting my forehead with the damp cloth and pushes the stray hair out of my eyes. As always, I ask a stupid question to break the awkward silence.
"Did we have sex?"
I can't tell if the smile she gives me is out of annoyance or to entertain my humor, "No," she replies.
"Why am I half naked then?"
"Well, we got back here and you started complaining about being too hot. So, as I was trying to get you to go to bed, you decided to strip down to almost nothing and the you just kind of fell over and blacked out. Are you aware that you talk in your sleep?"
"What? No. I do not."
"Oh, you do actually. I almost had to sleep in another room because you kept making weird noises. I want to say it's just you being restless while you're drunk but I wouldn't know otherwise."
"Great. Now I'm the freak that talks in his sleep."
She smiles softly, "It was kind of cute."
I find myself lost in her eyes. They look like liquid caramel today. It's nice. She blushes and turns away.
"I'll get you some water," she says standing up, "There are extra toothbrushes under the sink. Help yourself."
She leaves the bathroom quickly and I take her advice to brush my teeth. I look in the mirror and I'm a mess. Bags hang under my eyes like I haven't slept in days and my hair is a mess - well, messier than normal.
I finish cleaning myself up and go on a hunt for my clothes. I find them in random spots throughout the bedroom and dress myself. Mimi returns with a bottle of water and hands it to me.
"So," I start, "what happened last night?"
"You don't remember?"
"Not really. After about the third keg stand things started getting fuzzy."
"Well, not much happened honestly. You and Yamato reconciled, from what I could see, and then you spent the rest of the night egging each other on about who could drink more. I felt like it was last summer all over again."
"That bad, huh?"
"You two were pretty funny actually. Not annoying like you usually are when you drink."
"So you're saying I'm annoying?"
"No. Not by any means."
She smiles. There we go staring at each other again. It's moments like this that make me question my feelings for her. Do I truly just want this to be a mutual hookup or do I honestly have feelings for her? Usually when we're together we're just hooking up. It's so heated and spontaneous that I don't even know how I feel about it. Maybe if we tried to slow it down a little then I could tell if things are more than they appear.
"Can you do something for me?" I ask.
"Anything," she replies, all-too willingly.
I reach out my hand and she grabs onto it. I pull her to me, tuck the loose strands of hair behind her ear, and stare deeply into her eyes. I feel my heart racing and sense that hers is too. The look in her eyes is asking what I'm planning to do next. Truth be told, I don't really know what to do next. I'm bad at this whole romance thing. Maybe I'm just over-thinking things. I should act before she pulls away. I lean forward slowly, eyes closing. Our faces are inches apart. I can feel her breath against my skin. Our lips are about to meet in our first sincere, honest kiss... when my phone begins ringing loudly throughout the room.
I sigh and pull away, extremely disappointed. I can tell she's disappointed too. The moment has officially been killed. Maybe my phone ringing is a sign that this isn't supposed to happen. When I look to see who decided it would be a great time to interrupt, I'm honestly surprised that Sora's name is the one flashing across the screen.
"Hello?" I answer quickly.
"Hey," she answers.
"Hey?"
"Are you busy? I need to talk to you. Can I come over?"
"No. I mean, I'm not home."
"Oh. Well, I'll let you go then if you're busy. It can wait."
"I'll come to you. Give me thirty minutes?"
"Sounds great. See you soon."
I hang up and see a look of disgust on Mimi's face. Great. Once again, I'm ditching her to give in to Sora's requests. What kind of a person am I?
"Let me guess. Princess Sora wants to talk," Mimi says.
"Mimi-"
"No, Tai. Don't even bother making excuses. You're leaving now, right?"
"Look, it's not what you think."
"It's exactly what I think, actually. Whatever, Tai. Go. Run to Sora like you always do. If you want to talk about what almost just happened later, then give me a call. If not, then I guess I'll see you around."
She walks into her bathroom and locks the door behind her. My body is shaking. I'm torn. I shouldn't leave but I really want to see Sora. It sounded like something important. But now Mimi's mad... Why can't I make everyone happy?
"Sunday, April 30.
I need therapy. Not the kind I'm getting now but the real kind where I pay someone a hundred and fifty bucks an hour to listen to my problems. I need to lay down on one of those padded couches in a bright, sterile room where I can stare at the ceiling and talk about how effed up my life is. Yeah, you're probably wondering what happened now, right? Something always seems to be happening lately. I guess I'll start with Friday. Oh, and for the record, I don't want to hear any "I told you so" comments after you read this, okay?
Friday was Yamato's party. Everything was fine, I guess. I drank a little - okay, a lot - caught up with some old friends, you know, the usual. Well, Yamato ended up getting really drunk and tried to drive to see Sora. I took his keys away and convinced Sora to come to the party so he wouldn't get himself killed. She agreed. Long story short, she showed up, unnecessary fights started, and now everyone is kind of on edge. We all used to be such good friends... but now that we're getting older and emotions are getting in the way I feel like everyone is slowly falling apart. I hate growing up.
Well, needless to say I ended up passing out that night; in Mimi's bed of all places. No, for the record, we did not sleep together if that's what you're thinking. I guess technically we did sleep together in the same bed but no body parts were touching. Anyways, I woke up, threw up a couples of times (not that you care or anything), and then Mimi and I got lost in one of those deep concentrating stares (after I brushed my teeth and cleaned up mind you).
I've been battling with myself trying to decide if I do in fact have feelings for Mimi that go beyond just hooking up. I want to say that I do. I was trying to prove it to myself by romantically seducing her but low and behold my phone interrupted the moment. Who was calling you ask? Oh, just Sora. Yeah, freaking Sora. I mean, what the hell? Does she have a radar that screams "this would be a perfect moment to interrupt something"? I think she does and it's really starting to piss me off.
So, Sora called and of course, like the freaking idiot that I am, I gave into her request. I left Mimi to go to Sora. Mistake number one.
Sora said she wanted to talk about something. I thought she was going to just apologize for snapping on me Friday night at the party but that's not exactly how things went down.
I got to her house and realized quickly we were alone. Mistake number two (you'll understand why being alone with her is a mistake later on).
"Thank you for getting here so quickly," she said as soon as I walked in the door.
"Yeah, sure," I replied taking off my shoes, "What did you want to talk about?"
She leads me to the couch and we stare at each other for a minute without speaking. I raise my eyebrows at her, waiting for something, and she sighs.
"Something happened," she says.
I just stare at her, waiting for her to go on.
"Something bad," she continues but then stops again.
"What? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?"
She takes a deep breath and finally tells me, "Yamato and I slept together."
Now, normally this wouldn't be news to me. I am very much fully aware of the fact that Sora and Yamato have been physically intimate for quite a while. I mean, they had been dating for a long time. It's only natural that physical attributes would come into play at some point. The reason that I was so surprised by her revelation is because I'm shocked she would let something like that happen, knowing it would have consequences in the end. Sora's not exactly a hit it and quit it kind of girl. Intimacy for her is a serious thing; she wouldn't do that if she didn't still love him.
"Um... can I ask when?" I wonder.
"Friday night, after I tried to get him to go to sleep," she replies, almost as though she's ashamed of herself.
"Wow. Uh, how?"
"I don't even know, to be honest. One minute we were just talking to each other and the next... well, you know how it goes."
"Wow. Okay. So, what now?"
"I don't know. I'm so confused about everything. I broke up with Yamato for a reason and now I can't seem to remember what that reason was. Better yet, why it was even necessary in the first place. I don't know what to do, Tai. What should I do?"
"You're asking me? I have no clue."
"You're my best friend. You're supposed to give me life-altering advice that's supposed to either tell me how stupid I'm being or to follow my heart."
I sigh, "Sora, do you still love Yamato?"
She's taken aback by my question, "Tai-"
"Sora, it's a yes or no question. Either you love him or you don't."
She remains silent for a few moments, struggling to come to grips with her emotions, "I am."
"You are...?"
"I am still in love with him."
Finally. I have finally managed to get her to admit that she still loves him. It was clear from the beginning that she never truly stopped loving him. I think she was just having a hard time figuring it out.
"Then I don't understand what the problem is," I finally say.
"Tai, I need to ask you something. I want you to be completely honest with me. No bullshit. Can you look me in the eyes and give me an honest answer?"
"Yeah, I guess. What?"
"Pinkie promise?"
She holds out her pinkie and I roll my eyes at how stupid this is.
"Promise me, Tai!" She whines.
Ever since we were little kids Sora has used the pinkie promise technique to get me to tell her the truth. It's so lame and childish... but that's just always how she's done things.
"Fine! Pinkie promise," I say lamely and hook my pinkie around hers.
She doesn't let go, "Do you have feelings for me that go beyond friendship? And don't you dare lie to me."
Wow. I could not believe that she'd just asked that. Why all of a sudden did this become a lingering question in her mind? It makes me wonder if my answer would somehow determine whether or not she considered being with Yamato again. She wants an answer but I can't bring myself to tell her how I feel. Now that I'm being confronted with it, I don't know what to say.
It goes against everything I've been trying to improve lately but I do the exact opposite of what she asks. I lie. (Probably) Mistake number three.
"No."
I see a glint of sadness cross her face, "No?"
"No."
"Are you lying to me, Taichi?"
"I have no feelings for you, Sora. We are just friends. That's all we'll ever be."
I think she's disappointed, "Well, all right then. That... changes things. I'm glad we got that settled."
I decide it's time for me to leave after that. I'm about to walk out the door when I stop and tell her one final thing: "Yamato loves you. You should be with him no matter what. He can make you happy."
So, that's that. It's Sunday now and I just so happened to be on Facebook earlier and noticed that Sora changed her relationship status back to in a relationship. She also posted a status saying "Happier than I've been in a really long time. It's going to take work, but we'll figure this out."
They didn't waste any time getting back together did they? I'm not saying that I'm not happy for them because truly, I am. This was the whole plan in the first place: to get them back together. Mimi and I had planned to lock them in a room together until they worked everything out -or died, whichever came first- but I guess this worked just as well.
Speaking of Mimi... I haven't talked to her since I left her condo Saturday morning. She's mad at me and for good reason too. She feels betrayed and hurt. I tried calling her as soon as I left Sora's place but she didn't answer. I followed it up with a couple of text messages and another phone call but I've gotten nothing in response.
It's come to a point where I have to stop worrying about what's going on with everyone else and focus on myself. I like Mimi. I have no doubt in my mind now. If I didn't, I wouldn't be getting ready to do what I'm about to do now. But that's a story for another day..."
To be continued...
Well, there you have it. Yeah, this probably wasn't how most of the readers expected this story to go but I'm the author and I decide who ends up with who. Don't judge. You have to look at stories as a whole. What makes sense, what doesn't. It's not over yet though. Thank you for reading. Please review. No flames. Your comments will be deleted and reported.