After the incident on the day of the carnival, Evy ignored Eddy’s calls. It was the weekend, and she locked herself in her room. Luckily, her parents were out of town for a meeting, which gave her the space she desperately needed. She ignored calls not only from Eddy but also from Hailey, Owen, Carson, and Kayla.
There were countless missed calls from all five of them.
She texted them to leave her alone and kept her phone on silent. They even tried to come to her house, but no luck because she didn’t open the door. She knew what they would tell her when she would unfold the complete story.
Soon, Monday arrived and with it, reality.
She reached school and immediately signaled them not to ask her anything, much to their displeasure. But the four of them already knew the entire story, because Eddy had told them everything.
Eddy had grown impatient. The moment all four of them surrounded him, he blurted out what had happened outside Evy’s house. None of them knew how to help him untangle the mess he had created.
He had rushed his confession.
He should have waited. For forgiveness, for healing, but he hadn’t been able to. Desperation had taken over. Spending time with Evy at the carnival had reminded him of who they once were and how deeply he had always felt for her. But his hunger for popularity had destroyed everything.
Hailey already knew of his feelings towards Evy from the start, which hurt her most as he was destroying his friendship with Evelyn and risking any kind of relationship with her in the future. Hailey had warned him before, but he flat-out ignored her. How right she was back then.
Evy successfully avoided Eddy the entire day until the very end. Once again, she was pulled into an empty classroom.
“What the hell, Eddy?” she shouted. “What’s with you dragging me around like this?”
“You tell me,” he snapped. “You’re avoiding me like the plague.”
“That’s because I want nothing to do with you.”
“Stop playing games, Evy.”
“I am playing now?” she scoffed. “Stop blaming your actions on others.”
“I am not blaming you—”
“Shut the hell up. I am tired of you playing games with me. I am tired of you using me. First, you apologize, and then you say you miss me, and then you confess your undying love for me. What kind of sick joke is this?”
“It’s not a joke,” he said firmly. “And I do love you. Always have.”
He reached for her, but she stepped back.
“No, you don’t. You didn’t when I was an outcast. You love me now because I’ve changed, and because it helps your image.”
“That’s bullshit!” he yelled. “It’s not always about popularity!”
“Yes! It is with you. You ditched Hailey and me for your popular friends. Still, we said nothing to you and accepted the fact that you have new friends in your life, but that was not enough for you. You made my life a living hell. You didn’t spare a chance to humiliate me. At first, it was your friends, but you didn’t stop them. Then you joined them. But the hell broke loose, and when you spilled our moments to that b***h. Nothing can make an excuse for that. You embarrassed me in front of the complete school. When she dragged my name through the mud, you ignored me and called me an attention-seeker. You made your own way, and I made my own after that. But now, we cross our path again. Then you remember that once you had a friend. Really, Eddy smooth— Who do you think you are? You are no better than that douche Victor—”
“Stop, Evy—” He said to her in a firm tone. His hands were in fists.
“You are worse than him—”
“Shut the f**k up, Evelyn!” he shouted.
She flinched.
“Just stop it, okay. What do you think? I don’t regret what I did back then. I regret everything,” he continued, voice breaking. “I have always missed you. I miss us. Yes, I chose popularity and paid for it. I always wish I could undo it. That life was tempting me, and I chose to walk on that line, and it cost me both of my best friends. Do you have any clue how many times in the past year I have picked up my phone and tried to dial your number but backed out? Sometimes I wanted to come and meet you and beg for forgiveness, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t face you.”
He sank to his knees.
“I’ve loved you since I understood what love meant. I wanted to fit in with the crowd. Hailey warned me long ago that my behavior would cost me our friendship and our relationship in the future. Even if we do have one, it would be at a cost, but I didn’t listen. I always thought that you both would forgive me easily, but nothing is given for free, is it? I learned it the hard way. I understood it. I regret every day what I did to you both, especially you. It was completely wrong.”
His eyes filled with tears.
“I am tired, Evy. I am tired of this fame. I am not playing games with you. When I saw Carson changing his ways for Kayla, it was an eye-opener for me. But when I heard you left the States, that was the time when I truly realized my mistake and saw clearly how I lost everything. I wanted to talk to Hailey, but couldn’t face her. I am sorry, Evy. I am. Please forgive me. I know I am sounding desperate. But please. Karma is really a bitch.”
She couldn’t think.
She ran.
Outside the classroom, Owen barely managed to say her name before she broke down. Owen and Hailey took her home. Carson and Kayla stayed with Eddy.
Both were exhausted. Both wanted freedom from the pain.