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us. With a serious look on his face, I see
him shaking his head at someone behind me. Before I can even turn to look and
see who it is, Jenna is pulling me again, making me feel like a rag doll as we
squeeze between the crowd, bouncing off people as we fight our way to the front
door. Finally, we make it outside and I feel the cold air rush over my body,
allowing me to feel like I can breathe again.
    We get in the car
and begin to back up when a hand starts knocking on my window.
    “He just doesn’t
fucking give up, does he?” Jenna stops the car, cusses again, and then looks
over at me.
    I swallow hard and
close my eyes. “Just roll it down.”
    The window begins
to lower and Carter is bent over, making his eyes level with mine. “Hey, it’s
pretty clear you don’t like me very much.” He pauses and looks down towards the
ground. “But I just wanted to see how you were doing and let you know that I’m
here for you.” He hands me a napkin. “Here’s my number… Call if you ever want
to talk or if you need anything.”
    I take the napkin
and before I can respond, Jenna rolls the window back up and continues to back
out of the parking lot.
    Call if you need
anything is written diagonally across
the napkin along with his name and number below it.
    “Hey, does the
girl’s night offer still stand?” I ask, folding the napkin in half and stuffing
it down into my purse. I need a distraction and quick.
    “Sure, whatever you
need.” She looks over at me and grins, but it’s easy to see that her face holds
more remorse than anything.
     
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    “Am I a bad
person?” I ask out of the blue as Jenna and I lay opposite each other on the
couch. Since we’ve been home, neither one of us has breathed a word about what
happened back at Sterling’s.
    Jenna leans
forward, reaches for the remote, and pauses the movie we’re watching. She turns
back and focuses her full attention on me. “Of course, you’re not. Where’s this
coming from?”
    “Tonight. The past
few months.” I shake my head, thinking of what a crazy person I’ve been. “I
feel horrible about how I’ve been treating everyone… especially you.” I look
down and fumble with the blanket that’s laying across my lap.
    “Really?” she asks,
her voice sounding a little too excited.
    I glance up,
studying her face, and she rearranges her features to be more sympathetic.
“Sorry, I’m not happy that you feel horrible, I’m just happy that you’re
feeling something.” She smiles nervously.
    I pull the blanket
up and cover my face. “Oh, my God. It’s true then. I’m a horrible, mean witch,
aren’t I?”
    Jenna jerks the
blanket away from my face. “No, you’re not. You’re sweet, caring, talented, and
the best friend a girl could ask for.”
    “How can you even
say that?” I shake my head, wanting to pull the covers back up and hide myself.
“I’ve been horrible to you over the last few months. I haven’t been a good
friend. I don’t clean up after myself. I don’t bathe on a regular basis. I’m a
horrible, mean, and disgusting witch!”
    She can’t help
chuckling at my outburst. She stares at me for a moment and then the smile
drops from her face as she begins to give me a thoughtful expression.
    “Holly, you’ve gone
through something terrible. The way you’ve been acting is just how you’re
dealing with it. I don’t mind cleaning your dirty dishes and doing your
laundry; I can deal with you not being a good friend, too. You know why?
Because I know that one day I’m going to get my friend back. Not just pieces of
her here and there. One day, when your heart heals, I’ll get all of you back.”
She pauses and then smiles at me. “But the whole not showering thing is pretty
gross. I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to tell you how bad you
smelled.”
    I gasp and my mouth
falls open at her honesty. Grabbing a pillow, I chuck it towards her face.
    “Hey, I’m just
being honest.” She laughs, throwing her hands