Luisa
Grabbing my phone I sit on my bed and dial Jasmine’s number, needing my best friend right now.
Jasmine picks up on the first ring.
“Hey, you. How’s your hangover?” she asks giggling.
“Hey, Jazz. It’s not bad considering.”
“What’s up, Lu? You sound different.”
I sniffle, trying to hold back my tears, not wanting to upset my best friend. But I can’t, I can’t hold them in. Right now, I feel as if Hawke has ripped my heart out.
“Lu? What’s going on? Are you okay? Talk to me.”
I reach for a tissue on a side table, and dry the tears that have escaped my eyes.
“Where are you?” I ask noticing there’s noise in the background.
“I’m at the clubhouse. I slept here last night. Quill wanted to be here in the morning and wouldn’t let me go home alone, even though I told him it’s no big deal. But you know how alpha he is.”
“Yeah,” I whisper and smile, understanding exactly what she means. I envy what Jasmine and Quill have. Their love is so strong that when they’re together, you can slice a knife through the sexual tension. They’re made for each other and I can’t wait till their wedding day. I only wish I could have what they have with Hawke. I’m not saying I want to get married now, I just need to know where I stand, and if I do have a future with him.
“Why don’t you come down here? Hawke’s here, they just stepped into church.”
“No!” I cry out, and place my hand on my beating chest. “I mean, he doesn’t need to know that I’m on the phone to you.”
“What’s going on, Lu? You’re scaring me.” I can hear rising panic in Jasmine’s voice.
I sigh. “Oh, Jazz. I need to talk to you.”
“Sure, Lu, you know you can always count on me. Do you want me to come over?”
“No, it’s fine,” I reply, pushing myself back against my bed pillows. “I just need to ask you something.”
“Sure, go ahead. Wait, let me go to Quill’s room where I’ll have some privacy.”
I hear Jasmine’s footsteps, and then a door slamming shut.
“Okay, shoot. What’s up?”
“Well, you know last night, how Hawke didn’t turn up to Beats with Quill?”
“Yeah, he was doing something for the club.”
“Yeah, well that’s what he said, but this morning I heard him whispering on the phone to Quill. I listened in and heard him tell Quill that he’ll tell me about Josie in his own time.” I take a deep breath and continue. “Then when he was in the shower his phone received a message, and I couldn’t help but check it. It was from this Josie person, thanking him for last night, saying that it means a lot to her to know he still cares. Jazz, she said she will always love him,” I whisper hoarsely, and tears begin to roll down my face. I can’t help but cry out my despair.
Jasmine is silent so I look at the display on my phone, checking if we’re still connected. “Jazz, are you still there?”
Her voice is quiet when she replies, “I’m here, Lu.”
“Well, what do you think? Am I going crazy?”
Silence again.
“Jasmine? Please, I need my best friend right now.”
I hear her shuffling. “I’m sure it’s all a misunderstanding, Lu,” she finally says. “I think you should ask him about it.”