Miley and I had sat there for about another hour in an uncomfortable silence until Oliver finally left. The moment he was gone I was up and out of there. I was jogging towards my house and was halfway there when I heard footsteps behind me. I broke into a run and so did the footsteps. I was at my door with the key in the doorknob about to turn it when I felt a hand grab my arm and spin me around.
"Don't push me away Lily," Miley said. I snatched my arm back and quickly used it to unlock the door and walk in. I hurridly closed the door but Miley stuck her foot in the doorway. She pushed open the door and walked right up to me and pulled me into a giant bear hug.
"I'm not going to let you do this to yourself Lily. You're my best friend you always have been. Please let me in I don't want to loose you. I love you Lily you're like my sister!" Miley exclaimed, tears threatening to run down her cheeks at any moment.
"Look Miley, I'm sorry, it's just hard on me." I answered, looking down.
"What is? Liking Oliver?" Miley asked.
"No battling cancer! Of course I'm talking about Oliver!" I answered a little too sarcastically.
"Lily, you're an amazing girl. He'll come around eventually. You know how our little dounut is. He's got the worst case of boy brain ever!" Miley said with a smile.
"Miley you don't get it. He already came around, and saw you," I answered, feeling a sharp pain even as I said it. Just then Oliver walked in.
Oh god did he hear anything? What if he did!
"Hey Lily I- oh! Miley I didn't know you'd be here," Oliver said, a blush starting to creep across his face.
"It's alright I was just leaving!" Miley said, practically running out the door.
"And I was just going with her!" I exclaimed, running after her. Miley made it, I didn't.
"Oliver let me go!" I yelled.
"Why? Are you avoiding me Lily?" Oliver asked.
"Yes Oliver, I'm avoiding you. Now let me go so I can keep doing just that!" I yelled.
"No Lily! You're my best friend!" Oliver yelled back.
"I thought Miley was your best friend. You're in love with her after all." I said more quietly, looking down and away.
"What? No Lily. You're my best friend, and you always will be, no matter what stupid shit you do! I'm hoping the same stands for me, because I did some really stupid shit and want you to forgive me already!" Oliver was screaming now. I shook my head and pulled my arm free.
"I'm sorry Oliver, but I can't." I said, walking away. Once I was pretty far away I looked back. Oliver was sitting on my front step, his head in his hands. I watched him stand up and start walking to his house, only to turn around and punch the side of my house, hard. He kept his fist there and hung his head, tears falling from his face and splashing on the ground, like rain. His fist ran down the side of my wall and hung dejectedly at his side as he stumbled back to his house. I suddenly realized that his tears weren't the only ones falling when I brushed my hand on my cheek and felt them.
I trudged down the sidewalk, dragging my feet, not really knowing where I was going. I think I might have been sleepwalking. All I could see was Oliver, and his face when I left. I hurt this boy, this perfect boy. I hurt him so that I wouldn't be hurt. I would do anything to take away the hurt I caused him…anything except the one thing I knew I had to do, face him. I couldn't do it. I couldn't continue being an actress in this play, a pawn in this game. It was over. The curtain had fallen, and the actresses were there selves again. It was checkmate, the pawns were returned to their places. I had to face him, eighther that or keep acting, keep playing.
I finally looked up and realized my 'sleepwalking' had led me to a three way. One road led back to my house…and Oliver's. I could go that way, walk into Oliver's house, and tell him the truth. The other way led back to the parking lot of the old mall. I could go that way and wallow in my misery. I sat there and thought for a long time. I stared longingly at the road leading to Oliver's house…before turning around and heading towards the mall.