Page 10 of Just One More Shot

I walk up to her and say “Oh? That's all you have to say?”

She smiles and cups my cheek. “Who did you tell him you moved on with?”

I probably should have told Nick that it was Caleigh, but I didn’t want to waste any more time arguing with him. “I didn’t say. I told him it was none of his business.”

I can tell she looks disappointed the way she scrunches her nose. “Yeah, you are right. It isn’t his business.” She says as she turns around. “We are going to miss the movie. You just want to watch it here instead? We can order pizza.” She asks.

I nod, “Yeah sure that sounds great.”

Caleigh

Last night we ordered pizza and laid on the couch to watch Grease instead of going to the drive-in like I planned. I spaced out for half of the movie because my mind kept spinning.

Elise told me that Nick came by to talk to her last night. She said she told him that she had moved on. I hoped maybe she would have told him it was with me, but she didn’t. I wonder if she is embarrassed?

Why wouldn’t she tell him?

Right now, I'm getting ready to meet a client at the gym. I'm washing my face when El stands against the door frame. “Hi.” She says while I rinse my face off.

As I am patting dry, I say “Hey. I'm about to head out for work. I have a couple clients today. I'm going out to dinner with Camden tonight. So, don’t wait up.”

I pass her and she waits a minute and says “Camden? Your old fuck buddy Camden?” Her eyes are big as saucers.

"Yeah, sorry I forgot to tell you. He texted me last night.” I lie. He didn’t text me, I texted him because I feel like she needs a taste of her own medicine.

I am just being petty right now, but I'm hurt. Sue me.

“Um, alright. Are you coming home right after?” She asks. I can see her face turning a shade of pink.

“I am not sure yet. Like I said, don’t wait up.” I don’t want to be with anyone that is going to be embarrassed to tell people that we are together. I don’t know why I keep saying that. This relationship was not labeled. We were just experimenting. She probably doesn’t even feel the same way about me that I do her. I mean, I know we love each other. We are best friends, but I know for a fact that what I feel for her now is more than just best friend love.

She just nods her head looking at me blankly. “Okay. Right. Well, have a fantastic night Caleigh.” She smiles then turns, walks to her bedroom and slams the door.

Serves her right.

Elise

I haven’t been this pissed off since Nick cheated on me. I am laying on the bed staring at the ceiling replaying what happened earlier today with Cal.

I cannot believe after these last few days, and everything we have talked about, that she would go and meet up with Camden. I honestly thought that we had a good thing going on here. We live together, she's my best friend, and we know each other better than anyone else. I care about her and wish we could be more than friends. I even told Nick that I had moved on. And she KNEW that. I just got done telling her that I told him that.

Maybe I scared her away? Oh God! I sit up in a flash. That is what this is. I run my hands down my face. She is scared that I have feelings for her but she doesn’t feel the same way about me. That is so humiliating. She hasn’t texted me all day. I look at the clock on my phone and it is 8 pm. Caleigh is for sure at dinner with Camden by now. I roll my eyes as I get up and walk to the kitchen.

“I need a drink” I murmur to myself. I look down at the text I sent her around two today.

Hey, I just wanted to let you know that Wicked Beautiful Lies by L.A. Ferro, that you preordered, came in today. I will leave it on your bed.

She read it and didn’t respond, which is surprising considering she has been waiting for this book to come out for months. I think I really screwed this up.

I open our liquor cabinet and sure enough a half bottle of tequila screams out to me. “Yes! Come to momma.” I say to myself. “Looks like me and you have a date, Jose.”

I go to look for a shot glass, but I need something bigger, so I settle on a solo cup. I cut up a lime and squeeze two slices in the cup, then drop them in the bottom. I add a few ice cubes, pour a heaping amount of tequila over it and just a splash of margarita mix. Last, I add some Tajín Habanero seasoning for a little kick.

I take a sip and say “Mmm, Jose you are always so loyal to me.” I really need to stop talking to this tequila like it's going to say something back. I'm losing my mind.

I sit on the couch and turn the tv on. After scrolling through Netflix for what seems like forever, I go to YouTube and put Taylor Swift videos on while I gulp down my drink. Once that is gone, I get up to go get another drink and start to sway. I am definitely feeling the alcohol.

I pour myself another drink, then immediately pour another fifteen minutes later. I better slow down before I get stupid drunk.

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