----Trisha's POV ---

"Where'd he go?" I asked.

"I don't know,"Waqas said.

He was trying to get a hold of someone desperately of someone.

"Is he not answering?" I asked.

"He?" He asked.

"Shehry," I said.

"No no. I'm not calling him," he said.

"Oh," I said.

I took me a few seconds to later to realize that he's probably calling Liza. I guess she got pist off seeing me and left her own house.

I asked him if that's what happened. He didn't want to admit it but I knew that was the truth.

"How is she?" I asked.

He seemed suprised by what I said. Shehry walked in at the moment.

"Good. What happen between you all anyways?" Waqas asked.

"All. How do you know?" I asked.

"Even I want to know,"Shehry said grabbing a seat.

"Well, we know it was all of you because we all hang out with them," Waqas said.

"Oh okay. So basically, I had a boyfriend and I put him in front of everything and everyone," I said.

"I know you both are probably thinking I'm stupid," I added.

To that Shehry nodded.

I ignored that.

"I feel stupid about it. I mean my friends don't even talk to me. Well, then again, I'm the who is at fault. I really want to apologize to them, but I doubt I'll be able to. They want nothing to do with me anymore," I said.

"Are you still with your boyfriend?" Shehry asked.

"No. His parents agreed to have him married somewhere else," I said.

"Ouch! That's gotta hurt," he said.

"It dose," I said.

"Wait!! Exactly when did this happen?" Waqas asked.

"Yesterday," I said.

"That's why you got so drunk!" They both said.

I nodded.

"That's one reason," I said.

"What's the other?"

We all turned around to see who it was.