A good friend will bail you out of jail but a best friend will be the one next to you sayimg 'damn! That was awesome.'

Chapter Four: Wow

Charlotte's POV

After the mall, we decided to stay at my parents and watch reruns of The Originals. We made some popcorn and bought vanilla flavoured ice cream. It tasted divine. It was exactly what I needed to clear my mind. We spent an hour arguing who was more handsome than the other between Joseph Morgan and Daniel Gillies. Obviously it's Daniel ( and no, it's not because of Daniel. No it's not. I'm sure.) But Cat disagreed. That girl...

"So how's Zach? Everything going okay?" I asked.
They had a huge disagreement some months back but they worked it out, thankfully. It hurt to see my best friend sad.

"Yeah. We're fine. Real cozy. We've been going at it all week. Zach is such a sweetheart. But he doesn't let me rest. Ever since the argument, we've grown closer than ever. He even got better in bed and he -"

"TMI Cat, TMI". I love Cat but I really don't want to hear about her sex life. Especially when I never had one. She laughed.

"Oh Char, you're so innocent. So what are you going to do about your idiot neighbour?"

"I guess I'll just ignore him till he leaves." I shrugged.

"That's not gonna be possible."

"And why's that?"

"Because he's gonna be around here a lot. Remember you told me he's the family doctor? Your Dad needs him, at least until his Dad gets back from vacation. You get to see him everyday."

I hate to admit it but she was right.

"Can I still move to Mexico?"

"No. Char, you have to face him. Sooner than later. You can't keep running away. He's back for a reason and I don't think it's that doctors seminar shit. Try to talk to him and maybe you'll understand things better because I know you have many questions."

I sighed. Damn! Things were so messed up.

"Fine. I will try."

Cat left after 2 hours cause Zach wouldn't stop calling. I don't blame him though. I was with Cat for a really long time. But I couldn't stop thinking about one thing.

Where the hell was Abby and why wasn't she with him?

Back in high school, after they started dating, Abby was practically glued to him. She wouldn't let him be by himself for more than two minutes. So where was she?

I guessed I'd just have to find out.

Pulling my self out of my thoughts, I looked around. I was alone. Mom and Dad went out for lunch while I was at the mall with Cat. They left a note on the fridge. I decided to take a nap. I went up to my room and collapsed on my bed.

Daniel's POV

I was jittery. For the past hour, I was contemplating on going over to the Winstons but what the hell do I say? I knew Char was alone. Mr and Mrs Winston's left over four hours ago and the girl Char went out with- I'm guessing shopping because they came back carrying big shopping bags. About six of them. Girls and clothes. I'll never understand- just left too.

So many what if's was running through my mind. What if she didn't believe me. What if she still hated me, which I was pretty sure she did because she threw me out of her room when I tried to talk things out.

I decided to suck it up and be a man.

I quickly headed over before I had the time to change my mind.

I knocked for about ten minutes before Char opened the door. She looked like she'd just woken up from sleep. Her hair was scattered and I couldn't help but notice her lips. So pink. Full and plump. So kissable.

Where the hell did that come from?

"What do you want? Don't you have a freaking phone? This is the 21st century people, use a damn phone!" She yelled still sleepy. Eyes closed. Slowing she began to to open them and they got even wider when she saw me. I swear I thought they were going to pop out.

"Char." I said

Charlotte's POV

Knock knock knock

What the hell? Can't I just sleep peacefully?

"Go away!" I yelled.

Knock knock knock

"Leave me alone!" I yelled again

Knock knock knock.

Maybe if I just ignore it, it'll go away.
But it didn't. In fact it became stronger. More determined to wake me up. More determined to destroy my beauty sleep. Something I don't mess with. I reluctantly got out of bed and strode downstairs to know who the fuck it was disturbing my nap. It couldn't have been Mom and Dad, they had their own keys.

Knock knock knock.

My eyes were still closed so I hit the couch and fell over it. And landed on the floor. With my butt.

"Ouch!"

Knock knock knock

Getting up, I got to the door, twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

"What do you want? Don't you have a freaking phone? This is the 21st century people, use a damn phone!" I yelled. My eyes still closed.

The bright light made it harder for me to open them so I just opened them slowly. Everything was a blur for a minute but when I saw him, My eyes widened.

Daniel.

"Char" he said. He sounded so good

"Can we talk?" He asked.

"Sure. Come in" I said.

I was going to take Cat's advice and hear him out. Besides I really wanted an explanation.

He walked in. He looked like he was nervous because his hair was ruffled- I'm guessing because he ran his hand through it, several times- and he kept on talking to himself. I could see drops of water on his forehead. Is that sweat? He didn't even sit down. After some seconds, he turned to me.

"Abby and I are not together anymore." He blurted out.

Jesus, where did that come from?

"We got separated six months ago" he continued.

"What happened?"

I knew this was hard for him, talking about it. He ran his hand through his hair again and sat down, looking down to the tiled floor.

“She cheated. She left me for her boss."

Wow.

"That bitch. I knew she was up to no good. Couldn't even keep her ugly legs closed. No offence." Though I didn't care if he took offence.

"None taken," good. He looked at me. "I'm sorry Char."

There it was again. I didn't want to do this.

"For what? Being a jerk, being insensitive, being stupid, having no heart? Take your pick."

"All of the above. I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye. I couldn't face you. I knew you were against my relationship with Abby even though you didn't say anything. I realised how much of a fool I was when you didn't show up at the wedding. I knew your parents lied when they said you were caught up at work and -"

"It took you four years?!" I asked, cutting him off. He knew all this time. It'd been eight years for fuck's sake. Eight freaking years!

"I tried calling, you didn't pick up. I texted everyday because I wanted to talk to you. To make things right!"

Okay, maybe he was right. But I was angry. And I didn't want to talk to him for fear of falling apart.

He continued. "I even asked your Mom about you whenever I called. You think I was happy without you?? You're the main reason I'm back!"

What??