Freshman year, when I switched to public school, I assumed Silas and I would grow apart, and we did. We dated other people, but agreed not to talk about it. Then right before my sophomore year, we finally admitted how we felt about each other, and soon after that, we started dating. Silas was a junior at the time and I knew he'd been out with girls and likely slept with at least one of them, but I never asked him about it.
Silas stands up. "I'll throw your plate out if you're done."
"Thanks." I hand it to him.
So Silas is dating Anya. I feel sick. I thought I could handle seeing Silas with someone else, but I can't. It hurts way too much. I don't want the person I love dating someone else.
"Do you want to get dessert?" he asks.
"No. I need to go inside for a minute."
Forget dessert. I need to finish my margarita.