Ch 13
Eddie sat in his living room with his laptop and stared at the screen. That taunting cursor was blinking away at him as he racked his brain as to what to say. What could he say to Janet to make her believe that he didn't run out on her because he didn't care for her, but rather because he didn't want to lose his best friend? He stared at her message to him and rubbed his face in frustration. He knew he couldn't ask her out again because there was no way she'd say yes, but even if she did, she'd find out that it was Eddie who stood her up and he'd lose her anyway.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Eddie's eyes darted up in alarm and he checked his watch, "Five to seven!," and he made a mad dash to his room to get changed for the game he promised Janet.
"Eddie open up!" Janet called from the other side of the door, "I know you're not ready, but at least let me in first!"
"It's open!" he bellowed from up the stairs.
Janet let herself in and walked into the living room, "Why didn't you get ready earlier? You know you can't take crowds." Janet walked idly around the room and her eyes fell on the computer screen. "So this is why you're late," Janet said curiosity getting the better of her as she sat down to take a better look.
Janet frowned when she saw it was the same dating site she was using and read a message that sounded very familiar. She scrolled to the top and stilled. Her eyes went as wide as saucers and her breath got caught in her lungs. All the colour drained from her face and she stood up. Eddie was Light Knight?
She had to get away from there. She looked around and realised Eddie was still upstairs. Grabbing her Boston Red Sox jacket that he bought her a few years ago, she fled his house, too shocked to cry. Too shocked to feel much else.