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Oh my gosh! What had I just done? Josh had kissed me, and I slapped him! What was I thinking? I clearly had lost my mind because the sane thing to do would have been to kiss him back with just as much passion, and then pull him into the Art Cemetery or something. I on the other hand had slapped him. I must be going crazy.

It was just that during the kiss I was so overwhelmed by how perfect it was that when I came back into reality everything seemed so much worse. I was so mad at him for ruining my life. Sure it had been my fault for flirting with Dash, but how could Josh have just assumed I was the one to blame. He did not even let me explain. And how could he act like I had no clue as to how he was feeling? I knew what he was feeling times ten. I had experienced everything he had and more. However, unlike him I had not just moved on to someone new.

When I got back to Billings I was so filled with anger that I stormed right into my room and slammed the door shut without even looking where I was going. I threw myself on my bed and started to sob. These were not tears of sadness though, they were tears of anger. I was mad at Dash for ruining my chances with Josh, I was mad at Ivy for taking Josh away from me, I was mad at Sabine for trying to deserve every good part about my life, and I was mad at Josh for not giving me a chance to explain, most importantly though I was mad at myself for managing to mess up and lose everything that was good in my life. How was it that one person could go through so much tragedy and not just combust?

"Reed?" I heard a guy's voice ask.

Great now I was going to have to deal with Dash confessing his love for me, and tell me how everything would be okay if I just let him in. Too bad letting him is was really the last thing I wanted at that moment.

"Dash, go away. I'm really not in the mood to hear how much you love me, and how you can make this all better," I said into my pillow.

"Fine. Bye." And I started to hear footsteps walking towards the door.

Even better, now I had hurt his feelings too. I started to apologize but when I turned around it was not Dash who was looking back at me.

Josh's gorgeous green-blue eyes started into mine and they were filled with pain and confusion. Great! Not only had I slapped him, but I also just told him how his once best friend was in love with his once true love. I was really screwing things up, wasn't I?

"Um, Josh, I did not really mean what I said about Dash. I mean about him loving me. I was just over exaggerating," I tried to correct my mistake, but I could tell Josh was not buying it.

"Reed, I'm not that gullible. I have known that Dash has feelings for you for awhile. During the summer he sent me a really random text asking if we were still going out, and I have pretty much been suspicious since then." Josh explained.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Well, I figured since Dash had not actually done anything about his feelings for you it was not really a big deal. I guess I was just expecting you to be honest with me and say if something was going on, but I guess I was wrong about that too."

"Josh, the reason I did not say anything was because I thought it was all innocent. I definitely did not think it was something that was worth you loosing a friendship over, and I was not expecting it to get as out of hand as it did. I'm sorry"

"Yeah, well that's all in the past." He said, ending the conversation.

We sat for awhile not saying anything, but eventually I spoke up to end the silence, "So Josh, what are you doing here anyways?"

"Actually I came up here because I was mad at you. For a girl you can hit pretty hard," he said laughing and rubbing his cheek. But then his faced turned serious, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes again, "then I realized that you were not to blame, and I probably should not have kissed you. It's just that you were so close and I…" But I cut him off before he could finish, I could not bear to hear him explain how the kiss was a mistake, so I had to end it quickly.

"Listen Josh, I understand, just forget about it. Like you said before, that is all in the past, so we can just move on."

He stepped back a little, and his eyes were filled with the same sadness and confusion that was there when I saw him the first time.

"Oh, yeah, okay. Just forget about it." He paused, "well I'm going to go then." He finally said, as he made his way out of my room, and probably out of my life when he realized what a mistake I had been.

"Bye." It seemed so pitiful at the time, but those were the only words I could get out of my mouth without breaking into tears all over again.

After Josh left, Dash appeared from behind the bathroom door. "So I guess Josh and I are not going to be friends again anytime soon." Dash said, and for the first time all day he actually started to look a little up set.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I really did think it was you. I did not mean to tell him that you thought you were in love with me. I'm sorry if I have up set you." I said trying to console him.

"So you are sorry you kissed him?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well you said you are sorry that you upset me, and the only thing I was hurt about was the fact that you kissed Josh. So are you sorry you kissed him?" He repeated.

"First of all, he kissed me. And second, the only thing I am sorry about is slapping him."

"What? You slapped him? Why?" The sadness had all faded and a huge smile was now playing across his face. It was great that my pain and misfortune could bring him so much happiness.

"Listen Dash, I really don't want to talk about it. I did not get that much sleep last night and I think I'm just going to take a little nap. Okay?"

"Yeah, that is fine. I wanted to go into town anyways, but I should be back by the time you wake up." He responded

"Oh good, that way I won't feel bad about being such a bad hostess by falling asleep in the middle of our time together."

"Well, sweet dreams, and I really do love you." Dash said, and left me in my room.

Once again I was alone. Only this time the solidarity actually seemed like a good thing. It was a chance for me to think about everything that had gone on that day, and how I might be able to fix some of it. For one thing I vowed that I would work to make Dash enjoy the rest of his weekend at Easton, because although I hated to admit it, he had not actually done anything wrong. Dash had been sweet, and a gentleman all weekend, while I had been a grump and extremely unwelcoming. Everything else I just decided to put on the back burner for awhile, after all Rome was not built in a day, so why should I be expected to fix all of my problems in an hour?

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