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wine. Tears stained the carpet where they landed, covered by crumbs of quiche and tart that fell as I ate them, the comfort food not being nearly as comforting as I’d hoped. This wasn’t my proudest moment, but I had an excuse. I’d never felt this bad before my life. I was completely miserable, for the first time since coming to England. In fact, at that moment I actually seriously considered going home.
    It was like the black cloud that had been following me around doubled in size almost instantly. Christian had been my rock. He had always been there for me, always taken care of me. It wasn’t like him at all to do something like this, and as I sat in the room and cried I realized that without him I was actually quite lonely. I was lonely, I was sad, I was angry and there was nothing I could do about anything once again, except cry.
    After a while, Christian came back into the hotel room. He looked shocked to see me on the floor, tears streaming down my face, half the food I bought earlier completely eaten.
    “Violet? What’s wrong?”
    Maybe it was the wine speaking, but I practically exploded in anger.
    “Are you kidding me? You’re asking me what’s wrong? How dare you? You stand me up on a date, you expect me to just come back here and pretend like nothing’s wrong?”
    “Stand you up on a date? What are you talking about?”
    I struggled to my feet and motioned to the half eaten food and empty bottle of wine, gesticulating wildly in the manner of all drunks.
    “What on earth you think this is for? Did you completely forget that we had a date planned? We were going to go drive out the cliffs, we were going to have a nice, romantic dinner that was going to make me feel just a little bit better during this week from hell, and instead I come back here and find out you’ve left. I fucking hate you.”
    “Hold on, hold on. What on earth are you talking about? I thought our date was canceled. And what do you mean a week from hell?”
    “What gave you the impression that our date was canceled? Was the only thing I’ve been looking forward to in days.” I was starting to calm down slightly, but I could still feel the rage burning inside of me.
    “Jared came by earlier and I mentioned the date and then he remembered that you had asked him to tell me that it was canceled. Jared said that you had a bit of a bug and decided to stay in tonight, so I went and grabbed dinner with the guys.”
    “That stupid piece of shit. I can’t fucking believe he would go and do that.”
    “What? Why would Jared make something up like that?”
    I spend the next five minutes drunkenly telling Christian all about Jared’s advances over the last few weeks, culminating in our confrontation when I was having breakfast. I told Jared everything, realizing there was no way I could keep this from him any longer. As I continued my story, Jared’s face began to go ashen.
    “I can’t believe it. I cannot honestly believe he would do something like that, he supposed be my best friend.”
    “Please don’t say anything about it to him, Christian. Let me deal with it. I promise you, I can deal with it.”
    “How can I just sit there and let him try and steal you from me?”
    “I promise you Christian, he won’t succeed. But you have to let me deal with this, you can’t risk the band, you can’t risk everybody breaking up. I’ve seen you on stage, I know what the music means to you. I don’t want to be the reason that you’re no longer able to do it.”
    “Violet, if it meant being with you for the rest of my life I’d never sing another note again. But I think you’re right, I won’t say anything for now. I just won’t trust anything Jared tells me about you.”
    “Thanks Christian.” My anger was quickly dissipating now that I realized that it wasn’t actually on purpose that Christian stood me up. In fact, telling him about Jared made me feel like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. I felt more relaxed now, like some