Chapter 63: Chapter 63

Ask Diddy your most personal interrelationship questions. Tell Diddy everything. Go on! We dare you!

Remember, the reason Ask Diddy is added to the school newspaper is to help students interact with a fellow yet an anonymous student. All secrets told to Diddy remain secret.

Dear Diddy,

We are in love and no we do not feel guilty about falling in love even though the circumstances do not feel right. If things could have happened differently, if there was another choice then we would gladly take it. But the way it stands, we can’t help falling in love. We need you to wish us luck on our journey of love, laughter, adventure, and friendship.

_ Heart Eyes.

Dear Heart Eyes,

I could make a movie about you both or I could write a book and it would be a best seller. I am glad you both let your walls down, damn the consequences and do what makes you happy. If things were different…they would still be the same. If my luck is what you want then I wish you good luck and thank you very much for a drama-filled term, it was worth watching and very much worth the wait.

-Diddy.

Maybe because I was already in a good mood but I almost forgot about what happened earlier that evening as I walked into the dining. There was so much food and drinks, the lights were bright and the music was good. I was so ready to have a good night.

Over at one side was Andre talking with Eva. Whatever she was saying, he nodded and then he said something to her to which she smiled and then hugged him. I’m not jealous but…okay yes I am jealous. What were they talking about?

Andre moved away from her and went to supervise a couple of juniors who were getting too close to the spiked punch. I needed a drink so I started to go get one when Shewa intercepted my path.

“You are looking a whole lot happier than you looked this evening.”

When I raised my brows in question she linked her arm through mine and steered me away from the punch table toward a secluded part of the hall.

“I saw you after Aaron pulled you for a chat. I knew something was wrong when you didn’t join the rest of us in the back of the bus,” she confessed. “I didn’t know what to do or what to say since I didn’t know what happened and I also wasn’t sure if you were in the mood to talk, so I thought I would wait until you were past whatever happened to talk with you.”

“Thanks for your concern, Shewa. Yes, something did happen and it was terrible and it’s not over but I’m past it for now.”

She smiled slyly and looked into the partying crowd. “Does it have anything to do with Andre coming out of your apartment tonight?”

When I raised my brows again, shocked that she had seen him even though we tried to be as discreet as possible, she laughed.

“I was coming over to your apartment. I assumed you wouldn’t want to come to the party because of whatever happened but first I saw Aaron knocking at your door and apologizing so I went back and when I came around again Andre was looking furtively around before slipping out,” She glanced at me with a sly grin. “Wanna tell me what is going on?”

“What is it to you?”

“Hey, I am a journalist. I love gossip besides I already knew before you admitted it that you liked Andre a lot so whatever you tell me now will not be a surprise.”

I didn’t know what to tell her. Do I start from the beginning? Or do I start from all that happened tonight? I didn’t want to reveal too much since Andre and I already planned to keep it secret until we knew the best way to break the news to everyone without being too dramatic about it.

I had just concluded to start from this evening, Aaron and Siobhan’s betrayal, and leave out the part of Andre and I getting heated in my apartment when I noticed Shewa was suddenly distracted. I followed her gaze and there by my right was Siobhan looking really beautiful in a pearly white gown that stopped mid-thigh.

Her eyes flitted from Shewa’s to me and she stared.

My heart thudded in my chest. I didn’t want to look away and she wasn’t looking away either. She suddenly wasn’t the person I thought I always knew, she looked to me like a selfish little brat who thought she could eat her cake and have it.

Years of friendship meant nothing to her when her selfishness was on the line.

She stopped in front of us and said to Shewa, “Can I talk to Bianca in private please?”

Shewa was shocked. We were friends with her and never before had Siobhan made such a request to her unless it was very important.

She looked from me to Siobhan then back again, noting that something was off in the way I was glaring at my supposed best friend.

“Uh…okay. I’ll see you later then, Bianca?” she asked.

I nodded.

She walked away looking over her shoulder as she did. Siobhan came to take her space beside me and tried to take my hand. I jerked my hand away sparing her a scathing glance.

Her eyes were large and blue and teary. Why is she trying the waterworks on me? I am the one who is supposed to be crying about what she did to me. Yet here she is giving me puppy eyes.

She sighed.

“I suppose Aaron already told you what happened?” her voice was low and soft.

I released an annoyed sigh. “Wearing white doesn’t make you less guilty, Siobhan.”

“I know that,” she responded pitifully. “I shouldn’t have hurt you the way I did. If there was another way…if things were different I would have done the right thing.”

“If things were different Siobhan, you would have done the same thing. It wasn’t enough that you fucked Aaron, you lied to me. You tricked me, you made me doubt him so you could have him all to yourself. You manipulated him and threatened him so you could have the best of both worlds while I had nothing.” I was struggling to keep my voice down. “Do you hate me? You do not want to see me happy, is that it?”

“No!” her voice was low broken by her tears. “I would never hate you. I – I just…What I did was…”

“Selfish,” I concluded for her. “What you did was selfish and you couldn’t bare to lose so you had to steal from me.” My tears were threatening to fall again and my sight blurred. I didn’t want to be seen crying. No matter what happens, no matter how much I hurt I don’t want to show everyone our dirty linen so I made a choice. “I can’t have this conversation with you right now. Excuse me.”

I turned and blinked my tears rapidly as I walked toward the door. Once outside I lowered my head and started to walk away to a dark area where I would have the privacy I wanted.

“Bianca!” I heard Siobhan call as she rushed to catch up with my quick strides. “Wait, please. Please listen to what I have to say.”

“What do you have to say?” I demanded, whirling around to confront her. She took a full step back but she didn’t turn away. Her shoulders shook. Luckily we were away from the party so here I could raise my voice and convey how much her betrayal hurt. “Do you feel no guilt?”

“Do you?” she asked softly and her question took me aback. “Do you?” she asked again when I only stared at her.

“What are you talking about?”

“You love Andre. You had sex with him tonight, didn’t you? I heard you both. I came to talk with you after Aaron came to tell me he came clean about us. I heard you both in your bathroom panting, laughing, moaning…you love him, don’t you? Do you feel guilty for fucking my boyfriend?”

“Are you crazy?!” I raged. “You want to point the finger here? After what you did?”