"Hello Alice. What can I do for you?" I asked into the phone having a hard time to hide my annoyance.

"Is Edward over there? I can't find him anywhere and it's getting late."

"He was here. He just left." I announced.

"Much to your dismay, right? Is that where the attitude is coming from?"

"I don't have an attitude." I snapped.

"Uh huh, Okay. Well, anyway, I just wanted prepare you and let you know I'm going to question him tonight about everything. I gave him more than enough time to approach me and he hasn't. "

Shit!

What if Edward freaks out?

"Ali, be gentle. Don't corner him. Let him tell you."

"I'll be fragile. I'm just going to tell him I know your gay and I'm fine with it and I would be fine if he was gay too."

Oh crap!

Why do I have such a bad feeling about this?

I glanced out my bedroom window into Edward's noticing the light was now on. I bite my finger nails nervously as Edward and Alice moved around his room, arms waving in the air, in gestures. I couldn't tell if they were fighting or just talking.

It went on like this for ten minutes. Edward looked ambushed and clearly stressed and Alice looked frustrated and demanding.

Damn it Alice, I said to take it easy on him.

The worst part was when my soccer shorts fell out of Edward's back pocket unknowingly, and Alice picked them up, glancing over towards my window catching me spying on their conversation.

Shit!

I quickly shut my drapes cringing at the fact Alice found my soccer shorts. I knew as soon as she saw them she knew they were mine.

Oh fuck!

I was afraid to look back. I could only imagine what Alice could be asking Edward about my soccer shorts, why he had them, how he got them?

It took me five minutes to have enough courage to sneak another look. Unfortunately the lights were turned off and all was silent and black.

It's over, damn I missed it!

What happened?

Did Alice get him to confess?

Did he lie?

Shit, what happened?

I couldn't sleep. The whole night I stayed up, staring at my ceiling curious and nervous of what had went down just next door to me. It killed me not to know.

I would know soon enough the next day. Part of me wanted to know and another part of me cringed at the thought of learning the truth.