Hold me

Chapter 8

IAN

That was nerve wrecking. Initially when I apologized it was because I genuinely felt and still feel bad. She didn't deserve to be treated that way.

I felt awful after that day, but I couldn't turn back and apologize. That same night I planned to. That's until I spoke to my new friends. They all told me that what I did was right and she shouldn't have come whereas she wasn't invited.

Looking back that was messed up. She was my bestfriend and confidant. We went through my most traumatic stage together, hell we made a pact.

After hearing what happened to her father. I knew I had to apologize when I heard.

I've been wanting to make things right, but I used basketball and academics as a front to delay. I knew my crew bullied her and I tried my hardest to get them to stop. After a while I noticed they bullied her more since it seemed like I cared.

I thought that they cared about me until, a few months after the party, I almost lost my captain position in basketball. Due to months of being careless and not focusing on academics. They all seemed to avoid me and never wanted to hang out anymore. I took that time to catch up on work, undeterred. After I all that hard work coach finally stopped threatening to take my position away. Like a flower to bees they all came back and suddenly wanted to make plans with me.

It hit me that the basis of our friendship was status. Basketball was one of the most popular sports in our school. And me being the captain made me an easy target.

But as much as they contributed to me and Saviyah's friendship ending, it was entirely me. I've known her the longest and abandoned her the moment we arrived in high school, knowing how shy and introverted she was.

I head downstairs. If I don't hurry up coach will be up my ass. We can't afford to lose any practice time since basketball season is starting soon.

I'm surprised to see my mother watching TV. She's usually at work by this time. She turns the TV off and enters the kitchen where I'm getting ready to head out.

"Ian" Not today please. I can't help but wonder what bull my dad wants. By the blank look in my face she knows I already know what she's going to say and I'm not pleased. She doesn't seem to take note of the latter and carries on.

"Ian, your father would like to see you this weekend." I don't know why she's telling me this, she already knows my answer.

"I'm busy this weekend and I have science practice."

"Ok." She gives me a small smile. I hate the position I'm putting her in. She constantly acts as a middle man between my father and I. It hurts to see her heart break because of our severed relationship.

But after he cheated on her and had the audacity to marry his mistress within two months of him and mom divorcing. I lost all respect for him. He invited me to the wedding but I couldn't bring myself to go. But it doesn't matter since they divorced within six months and tried to take him to the cleaners but didn't succeed. I wish she did though.

"Who were you talking to upstairs?" I'm glad we were done with the topic of my dad.

I tried to act nonchalant. "Yay... Saviyah." I quickly corrected myself.

"Really" The surprise evident in her voice.

"Yep" I say taking a sip of my water my throat suddenly feels dry.

"Are you to friends again?"

"It's too soon mom."

"Have you apologized to her?"

"Yes I did"

"Good, what you did to that girl was awful."

"Mom, I know."

"Yet it took you two years? When and where and why."

I look at my watch. s**t. If I don't leave now I'll be late. "On Monday, her home and it was about time." Before she can answer I kiss her on the cheek and I head out to avoid further interrogation.

"What time will you be back?"

"Six or seven. Love you"

"Love you too, baby and drive safe."