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One after the other. Right in a row. Rant, hang-up. Rant, hang-up. Pretty much
saying the same thing over and over, but with different swear words and
sometimes screaming. Other times sobbing. Saying
things like I had always played with Riley’s head and flirted with him behind
Finn’s back. That Finn deserved better … and yeah, that I should let him go.
She (Bianca) always said that line in every message—that I should let
Finn go.
    Like I didn’t already. But I did.
The moment I knew for sure that he was cheating on me. That moment—it was
over. My heart slammed shut to Finn, hard. Tight. Forever. But really, it had
even been before that. Because even before that I had
known—just without the confirmation.
    When I had gone to work that
night—the night everything went down—I’d already planned to
break-up with Finn. So, Bianca’s words now in her messages—that I should
“Get my claws out of Finn”—just made me roll my eyes and remember how I
felt about her less than a week ago. That she should get her claws out of my
boyfriend. Now I just didn’t care. She could keep them in. Let them out. Dig
them in deeper. Whatever. Anything the psycho witch wanted. I just didn’t care
anymore. It would be Finn’s pain. Not mine.

 
    ***

 
    So, yeah. I woke to quite a joy on Monday. But then—super joy! I got a call from
Finn’s parents. When I saw their number on the caller ID, I snatched my hand
away from my phone as though it was a snake. Like it was going to lunge up and
sink its fangs into my face. No way was I answering that.
    I listened to their message with my
arms wrapped tight around my waist. They asked me to please stay away from the
hospital while Finn was “recovering.” They said he didn’t need my “influence”
on him just yet while he was “dealing” with his emotions.
    They sounded all curt and
condescending. Like they were trying to be “big” about the situation. Like I
had broken their son’s heart—evilly cheated on him and kissed his best
friend, which obviously drove the poor, innocent boy to do serious, violent,
crazy acts—but they were too “civilized” to point fingers at me—the
cheating hussy. Instead, they were trying to plead with me (the devil) into
leaving their poor heartsick son alone and let him “heal” from my evil doings.
    So, obviously, they didn’t know
about Bianca and their son’s evil doings. But that was fine. Whatever. I had no intention of clearing things
up with them. I never wanted to see them again. They could think whatever they wanted.
    But THEN I started getting messages
from Finn. I didn’t answer those either. But they kept coming. Begging me to
come see him. With every text I got from him, my stomach twisted tighter and
tighter.
    “I NEED to see you, Zoey. I just
want to talk. I swear. I have to see you,” his messages would beg. “Please,
Zoey, you owe me that. Just talk to me. Please!”
    I wasn’t sure what I “owed” him. I
felt he “owed” me an apology.
Big time. But his parents seemed to think I owed him one.
    “You kissed his best friend,” they said in their second message
to me, when I finally broke down and texted them (to warn them) that Finn wanted
me to go see him—that he couldn’t “breathe right” until he had a chance
to talk to me. (His words, not mine.)
    They went on in a barely contained
rant, “Of course he went crazy. Er … temporarily insane. You. KISSED . His. BEST . Friend.”
    They said it again, all
condescending, “Please, stay away from our son.”
    I was tempted to tell them I had
every intention of staying away from him—forever. But there was too much
drama. So, I didn’t say a word to them. Not one. I just listened to their
clipped messages, then texted them back, as little as possible.
    So … I stayed away from Finn. For a week. And I stayed away from Riley during that painful
week too. Couldn’t help it. I already had work off for the next two days after
our incredible kiss