~ello!! Oooooh yay am glad we’re on this point, there’s no messing around now, is just straight on to the end!! Haha! Hay and Lou- you always manage to know exactly what’s going to happen, haha!! But I can guarantee u ALL there’s one twist still to come in this story that hopef none, none of u will get!! Haha!! But until then, hope ya like, Kate x x x and now I am off on holiday- wahooo!~
“What the hell is going on here?!”
Becky’s words were shaken, glazed by a layer of anger that was beginning to seep through.
Elisabeth looked away from the piercing look in her eyes and slowly forced herself to move away from Steve; even though she could barely move a bone in her body. But she knew she musn’t be touching him anymore… now things were already way past near fatal.
Elisabeth wasn’t quite sure how Steve was reacting; she daren’t look at him, daren’t look at anyone. Her worst fears had actually come true- they’d been found out.
When no-one answered her, Becky singled out the perpetrators, and asked what was going on, in this filthy sight that met her eyes.
“Liz?!”
Elisabeth could feel her name hit her like flickers of fire, tingeing at the edge of her skin- they burned, and hurt, and she just wanted to disappear into a giant hole.
The situation was bad enough; she couldn’t see any way of talking herself out of it. She’d been caught snogging her best friend’s boyfriend for God’s sake!!
But isn’t this what she wanted?
A chance to have Steve all to herself, and for Becky to be told the truth?
Yes, she thought, but not like this.
“Okay- Steve?” Becky swapped partners, trying to get something, anything, out of the other person.
“Becky, come here…” Steve said, standing up, and holding his arms out to her.
Becky cowered back until she was right in the doorway. “Stay away!” She ordered; holding her hands up, and he immediately obeyed. She was shaking. Really shaken with shock at this so close betrayal- at the fact that she’d seen it with her own eyes… she looked so hurt.
“What’s going on here?” She asked them, looking at each one in turn, her voice hushed by her own horror, and desperate to know the answers to these horrible questions.
Elisabeth didn’t know what to say. What could she say? She felt it was one of those times where what you’d done was so wrong; that there was nothing you could say to ever redeem yourself from it- so in effect, there was no point in saying anything. She just continued to stare at the floor, and let this whole incident soak into her.
“Becky, I’m so sorry-” Again, Steve appealed out to her, but she gestured for him to back off.
“Why were you kissing Elisabeth?!” Becky demanded angrily at him, seeing as he was the only ‘active’ one of the two, so she may as well speak to him.
Steve looked down again for a second, ashamed, and it began to fully hit Elisabeth what she’d done- what Becky had seen that she never, ever should have laid eyes upon.
“Why?!!” Becky cried at him, louder.
“I don’t know!” He said, looking back at her, but she raised her eyebrow perplexed then; and he carried on, “no, no! I mean, I do know why, it’s just… it started, and then got waaay out of hand, I’m really sorry.”
Becky let a slight frown crease her face. “Staaaarted? W-W-What d’ya mean, ‘started’…?”
Steve looked away again, more embarrassed, especially as he was the only one admitting to any of this. Elisabeth had gone silent as dumb.
Becky took one step cautiously forward, seeming to find being in the same room as these two traitors intolerable.
“What happened?” She stated, firmly.
“I’ve been seeing Elisabeth,” Steve mumbled, almost incoherently.
Becky’s eyes widened. “P-P-Pardon?!!”
“Me and Liz have, uh…”
Elisabeth squeezed her eyes tight and she began to shake- oh my God, oh my God…
“You and Liz what?!” Becky snapped.
“We’ve been seeing each other,” Steve said louder, clearer, but still with his head down.
There just seemed no other more hurtful thing said that could have destroyed Becky more at that point. The simple, unreal words had come to life and smacked her in the face.
Her eyes filled up, but not with tears, just with the irreplaceable shock that her boyfriend had been cheating on her with her best friend.
She glanced over at Elisabeth, who was just refusing to even be in the room, it appeared. She kept her eyes firmly shut and tried to compose herself inside; when she really could do with breaking down.
“Since when?” Becky said, just more than a whisper.
Steve shrugged inconsiderably. “Few weeks.”
Becky stared at him, astounded. “’A few weeks’?!! What- since we’ve been together?!”
Now that looked really bad. Like Steve had never been faithful to her.
“Kinda.”
Becky couldn’t stand this guilty conscience. “Kiiiiinda?!! LIZ!”
Elisabeth looked up at her frantically, alerted by her name being called, and she saw how pained Becky looked.
Especially when Becky looked at her- she looked the most hurt then.
“Becky, I’m really sorry-” Elisabeth hastily began, standing up.
“Sorry?” Becky mocked at her, coming closer towards the two of them. “How can you be sorry? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!”
Becky’s words cut through Elisabeth like a trillion little carving knives, all hacking away at her skin. It was so, so painful for her best friend to be talking to her this way.
“You betrayed me! Someone who I thought I could really trust, who I was close to, who was my best friend,” she paused, emphasizing the significance, “was with my boyfriend the whole time- behind my back,” she added, more softly, more upset it seemed than she had been before.
“Becky, I don’t know what to say!” Elisabeth appealed to her. “I’m really sorry!”
“Save it, Liz!” Becky silenced her. “I really don’t wanna hear your pathetic excuses for getting it on with my boyfriend!”
“It wasn’t serious or anything!” Steve piped up, completely unconventionally.
Becky turned to him aghast a moment, and then slapped him hard across the face; the smack echoing so loudly around the living room that even Elisabeth felt it.
“You BASTARD!” She screamed at him, as his hand flew to his red cheek. “I was falling in love with you!” Tears had begun to form in her eyes, and she looked back at the disgraced ‘couple’, taking in the situation once more in anguish.
“I’m leaving,” she stated simply, and turned around, and headed for the door.
Alarm bells rang in Elisabeth’s head, when she realised what Becky was doing.
“Becky- no!” She protested, moving sluggishly forward, but Becky disappeared and the door slammed.
An uncomfortable, humiliated silence left resigned in the house surrounding the two double-crossers, wrapping them in their own little state of shame.
She’s left, Elisabeth thought to herself, shaking, the tears now bearing their way down into her eyes. She’s gone. Gone forever.
She looked up at Steve, the only person she had left to cling to.
She could be with him now. Now Becky was gone, she could have his love alone.
“Steve-”
He looked up at her bitterly, still holding his face, and then he let it go and headed for the door. “Bye Elisabeth,” he muttered angrily, and within the space of a minute, Elisabeth felt the front door slam closed on her a second time.
Now she was left alone in this accursed house, all by herself.
Becky, her best friend, had gone, she couldn’t even look at her anymore, the betrayal had been too much for her. She couldn’t bear to be in the same house… she’d left. Just like that.
And now Steve- Steve, the one she was in love with, the one whose kisses and gentle caress made the whole world cycle worth living and provided that little piece of desirability and happiness in her life that she had so dearly craved… he too now, was gone.
He hadn’t even stopped to talk to her. Just as soon as Becky had had enough, he had gotten out, too.
Am I not enough on my own? Elisabeth thought, a few tears now rolling down her cheek. Without Becky, am I nothing to him?
Slowly taking in her new surroundings around the room- for they had changed, they’d changed forever. This room would forever hold the memory of when she’d gone behind her best friend’s back and satisfied her own needs before their friendship. And now it had back-fired, and it had cost her everything.
There was no-one she could turn to.
Not no-one.
She walked over to the table in the middle of the room, where they’d shared a happy dinner, just about an hour ago… how one mistake can change a thousand lives.
She put her hands to her face and cried into them, miserably, feeling sorry for herself, feeling angry at what she’d done to Becky, weeping over the loss of her first love.
How could she get through this on her own? How was she going to cope?
But she wasn’t alone.
She knew that.
She was never alone.
Wiping the tears away furiously, she rushed to the mobile phone and desperately punched in the numbers that matched Paul’s mobile number.
Paul. Paul could help. Paul could always help, was always there for her when she needed him. If she could just talk to him, tell him what happened…
The phone rang incessantly, building up Elisabeth’s slow panic in her head.
Paul, pick up, she begged inside her head. Paul, I need you right now, something awful has happened and I need you to make it better again, even though you never promised you would, I need you…
A beep, and then the recorded message played loudly in her ear.
“Heya, this is Paul- sorry can’t speak to you right now, am busy being famous! Leave a message and I’ll try and get back to ya- cheers.”
Followed by the last defining beep.
Elisabeth turned the phone off.
What was the point? She could try looking for help all she wanted, but Paul was busy right now- away with a1.
Crying again, she put the phone away and returned to what were now becoming the worst feelings on the worst night she’d ever had in her life.
And she was all alone.