Quarrel
[Mal and Evie's dorm room. 8:43 pm]
Mal's POV
I'll say this now. Nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared myself or Evie for what was about to happen. I eagerly returned back to our room to see Evie. After I took my jacket off and hung it up, I noticed Evie sitting at her sewing desk, leaned back in the chair with her arms folded.
"Hi, Evie!" I said, happily.
But that happiness went away quick.
"About time you get back. Where have you been?" Evie asked sternly.
I slowly walked more into the room. She's still unhappy with me.
"I told you, I was going to be with Lonnie." I replied.
"Yes. But you didn't say you were going to be with her this long."
I sat down at the dining table.
"I was still with her. This whole time." I said.
Evie sighed and got up to walk over to me.
"Mal, what is going on with you? And don't tell me it's nothing, because it is definitely something."
"I feel like I've heard that before." I said.
"That's because we're in a similar situation. I thought we were past this."
"Past what?"
Evie sighed and sat at the table across from me.
"Ben talked to me again today alone to talk about you and your behavior. He said for me to really work with you, like I haven't been doing that, to help get yourself in check."
Starting to feel frustrated, I slammed my right hand on the table.
"See, I kept hearing this. "Mal, you did this". "Mal, you did that". "Mal, what is going on with you". Why am I being told all these things?"
"Because of your behavior, Mal!"
"What behavior?!"
"Mal!"
Now Evie was starting to feel frustrated. Since I had no memory of the events, it doesn't help me in any way. We sat in silence for a little bit. Evie rested her head on her hands.
"Mal, please. You shouldn't have a need to lie to me. You know you can tell me anything and everything." she said in a normal voice tone.
"I'm not, Evie. I swear, I'm telling you the truth. I really have no idea what's going on." I said softly.
"Okay. You swear. Okay. If that's your final word. Then okay." Evie said, putting her hands up.
I was then about to tell Evie about Lonnie's suspicion, when there was a knock at the door. Evie walked over to the door and opened it. It was Audrey. This is when things start to get heated.
"Hi, Evie! Sorry to bother you at this time." she said.
"That's okay. I don't mind. What's going on?" Evie asked.
Audrey held up a light blue small bag.
"You forgot your makeup bag. It wouldn't be good if you woke up in the morning and you didn't have this." Audrey said.
"No, of course not. Thank you so much." Evie said.
"You're very welcome. I got you, fam."
The way Audrey was acting towards Evie really started to get me angry. Not the words she was using, well except "fam". When does she ever call anyone that? But she was smiling at Evie. I don't know how to describe it. But the way she was smiling at Evie made me upset.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold up! Evie, when were you at Audrey's?" I asked as I approached them.
"Earlier today." Evie replied.
"Yeah. She was so stressed out about you, I had her come over to my dorm room so she can relax." Audrey said.
"Really? Anything else you would care to tell me, Evie?" I asked.
"She doesn't have to tell you everything." Audrey said.
"Oh, yes she does! Cause I have to tell her everything!"
"Mal, enough!" Evie exclaimed.
She took the makeup bag from Audrey.
"Thank you, Audrey. I appreciate it." Evie said.
"You're welcome, Evie. I'd wish you a good night, but…"
Audrey looked over at me, before looking back at Evie.
"It's okay, Audrey. Good night." Evie said.
"Good night."
I clenched my fists after I saw Audrey kiss Evie on her right cheek. Audrey walked away and Evie closed the door.
"What the hell was that?" I asked.
"What was what?" Evie asked.
"That kiss she just gave you?!"
Evie scoffed.
"It was a friendly kiss, Mal. It's something some girls do. Not that I'd expect you to understand."
Yes, Lonnie and I kissed each other many times on the cheek, but those were different because Lonnie doesn't have a crush on me.
"Okay, fine. Whatever. I'll ask you this again. Is there anything else you would care to tell me?" I asked.
"How about you tell me-"
"No, no. I'll talk to you after you talk to me." I said.
Evie walked over to her sewing table and placed the makeup bag down.
"Talk, Evie!" I said.
Evie sighed. She didn't say anything because she was trying to think of the best way to tell me something. Only I interpreted the silence for a whole completely different and wrong way.
"Oh my god. You're cheating on me, aren't you?!" I asked.
"No!" Evie screamed.
She threw her arms up in disbelief.
"No, Mal! No. I-I can't believe that you-that you would say that!" Evie said.
"It's obvious, Evie. It makes perfect sense." I said.
"Okay, stop! You stop right there! That is completely preposterous! I would never, never, cheat on you! I told you so many times, I love you, and I will always love you! I meant that."
"So you have. But there's one problem with that." I said.
"And what's that?" Evie asked.
"Audrey."
"Audrey?"
"You've been hanging out with her a lot lately. Spending time with her. You have two classes with her. And no doubt you both sit next to each other in both classes. She's become your new best friend."
"Yes, Mal. She's my friend."
"Or is she something more? I've seen how she looks at you sometimes. And that kiss. Oh, that kiss."
Evie slammed her hands on the sewing table. She was now pissed off. And I regret saying everything I said tonight. I haven't made Evie mad is a very, very, long time.
"Mal, let me tell you something. You're my girlfriend and Audrey is my best friend! You were my best friend once. But you should be happy because you're more than that! A lot more!" she yelled.
I unexpectedly started to laugh. The rock's energy was starting to affect my emotions and thoughts even more now. But not so much, because I still remember what happens next.
"What's so funny?!" Evie asked.
"You know, I sometimes wonder how we got to where we are today. I hated you because you didn't invite me to your sixth birthday party. So how did we become best friends? And how the hell did we fall in love? It just doesn't make any sense." I said.
"You know exactly how." Evie said.
I scoffed.
"Yeah, whatever." I said.
Evie slammed her hands on the desk a final time. And this is where things go for the worse.
"Are you going to keep doing that?" I asked.
"You know, I can't believe I'm going to agree to this. But it's true. She's right. She is so right." Evie said.
"What? Who is right?" I asked.
"What Audrey told me earlier is absolutely correct. Because you have just confirmed it." Evie said.
"What?!" I asked again.
"You can be a complete bitch. And you're being a bitch right now."
I felt anger inside again. Except this feeling was stronger. But what really got me is what Evie just said. She rarely cusses. And when she does, she means business.
"What did you just say to me?" I asked.
"Quiet, Mal. Now you're going to hear me talk. I have tried so hard lately to help you. To help you deal with your anger, your sadness, your depression. And I feel like you have just totally ignored everything that I have told you. You have just basically wasted my time. I wonder if Audrey is right? Why do I waste my time on you when there is someone out there that can be a whole lot better than you?"
I raised my brows in surprise.
"Oh, so now you to break up with me?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"No. That's not at all what I'm saying." Evie replied.
"Then what are you saying?" I asked.
"I'm saying, that clearly, you aren't well at all. I've tried everything I could to help you and it didn't work. Therefore...we should take a break from each other. Taking a break in our relationship can give you the space and time you need to contemplate on what you need to do to help yourself feel better."
I stood there, stunned by what Evie has just said. I glared at her before saying my response.
"You are the dumbest, smart person I have ever known in my life!" I said, throwing my arms down.
"Nice one."
"How can taking a break help me and what makes Audrey so much goddamn better than me?!"
"Well first off, she's not irritable or immature like you can be. Plus unlike you, she doesn't try to start an argument every time she sees you." Evie replied.
"So she's better for you? I'm nothing but a bitch to you."
"Mal, stop! It doesn't mean I don't love you. Because I still do. I will always love you. I just want what's best for you. That's all."
Evie walked closer to me, but I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back, causing her to fall to the floor. I then walked over by the door and grabbed my jacket, but took out my phone. Evie watched me as I threw it to my bed. I didn't want her to track me down and follow me. I put my jacket on and grabbed the door handle. Before opening it, I looked at Evie. She looked at me with a sad expression. Her eyes had tears in them, and she looked like she was about to cry.
And for the next few days, that would be the last time I remember seeing her. I looked back at the door. I opened it and walked out of the dorm room and slammed the door behind me. The last thing I remember is walking out of the dorm building to the outside. The rock's power is now in full effect. I was now possessed by my mother's power.
