"Fiona!" Adam called, rushing down the hallway to catch up to her. "I need to talk to you."
"Oh my goodness, what happened!" she said, taking in his bruised face, but not necessarily hearing what he had said.
"Nothing," he answered and watched as she frowned. Adam sighed; honesty was the best policy…right?
"I got in a fight with Trevor."
She narrowed her eyes, "Why…"
"Because I heard he kissed you."
"Oh."
"Yeah… Oh."
There was a long silence as the two stared at each other, trying to search for answers without talking.
"Why were you drunk?"
Fiona looked down, "Because," she sighed, running a hand though her hair. "I thought you were cheating on me."
"Why would you-,"
"I saw your texts!" she screeched. "What did you and Becca do…?"
"She kissed me. That's it. I didn't want her to. It wasn't a big deal."
"Then why is it such a big deal if Trevor and I kissed?" Fiona shot back, trying her best not to feel guilty about falsely accusing Adam for cheating on her.
"You were drunk! He took advantage of you!"
"What if I wanted to kiss him, huh? Did you think of that?"
"Fiona, tell the truth… right now, do you want to kiss Trevor."
Fiona considered lying, but realized that it wasn't right, "No, I don't."
"You mean the world to me Fiona, and I'm sorry about everything. I just can't stand the thought of Trevor, horrible, screwed up Trevor, talking to, let alone kissing, you. I-I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you."
Fiona gave him a small smile, "I'm sorry about everything too. And I love you." She said, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek.
"I wish I could just erase this past week." He muttered into her hair.
"Me too Adam, me too," Fiona said.