Me: This is tearing me up inside.
Me: It hurts me to say this, but I don’t think we should see each other until you’ve sorted things out.
Liam: I have to figure out how to get through to her.
My head bows and I close my eyes as tears fill them. I wait for him to say something else, anything else, but my phone never pings with another notification. My heart heavy, I decide to give my friends the short of what just transpired and then go to sleep so I can find sweet oblivion and not think of this anymore. When I open up our messages, I see a few more came through while I was talking to Liam.
Piper: I’m worried for her.
Madison: You can say that again. I can’t imagine.
Sophia: Turns out Heath also heard some rumblings of this in the hallway at the end of the day. Not good. I’m nervous for tomorrow.
Zoey: Oh my. The rumor mill is vicious some days.
Hadleigh: I think all we can do is try to put a stop to all the talk in our classes.
Hadleigh: And give Q the support she needs.
I smile as I read, my eyes watering hard. I have good friends, that’s for sure. I swipe my fingers across my cheeks, wiping the wetness away.
Me: Thanks, you guys. Apparently, Olivia is terribly upset.
Me: We’ve decided they need some space to figure this out.
Piper: Oh no. :(
Hadleigh: Ugh. This crushes my soul.
Zoey: If you think I could help, I’m happy to try to talk to Olivia.
Me: I’ll keep that in mind.
Me: The only good thing to come out of this is that O let it slip to Liam that it’s a boy issue that’s been distracting her this semester.
Zoey: Well, at least you don’t have to keep that from him any longer. And I’m happy to talk to her about what’s going on with that, too.
Me: Thanks. I think I’m going to have to gauge where she’s at tomorrow and let you know.
Me: Going to sleep off this awful day. Thanks, girls.
Chapter 25
Quinn
Olivia is still pissed at Liam. I feel awful about everything. If she’d been capable of it, she’d have shot laser beams out of her eyes at me today in class. And the thing is, I understand why. There’s a whole lot of untruth being spread around, and I don’t know how she’s supposed to know what to believe.
Midday, I’m glumly eating lunch at my desk. At least I don’t have to see anyone or put on a happy face right now. My phone vibrates on top of a pile of papers. Oh, shit. What now?
Liam: I’m trying not to panic but Olivia is completely unhinged.
Liam: She sent me a text saying that we were seen in a car together.
Me: Well, we were …
Liam: Actually, there’s more. It gets worse.
The acid in my stomach bubbles and bile hits the back of my throat. To top everything off, I’ve felt like absolute shit today, like I’ve been run over by a truck.