Chapter 22: The Binge

Krissy's Point of View

Dinner was awful. Adam continued to caress my thigh the entire night. I would push his hand away but that would only encourage him more. I thought about asking to be excused, but my mom glared at me when I was about to speak. I guess she was able to read minds. I mean she is my mom.

I just sat there, not enjoying this family dinner. The turkey didn't even taste that great this year. It was dry and the mashed potatoes weren't even smashed. That only added to my ever need of going home. I really wanted a burger from the diner with some fries and a chocolate shake. That sounded delicious actually. Maybe as soon as we get back i'll get some. I needed to.

"Kristina, will you show Adam the restroom please." My grandmother asked. I perked up upon hearing me name, hoping she would say I was excused or that dinner was over. However, I am clearly not excused. I nodded at her, getting up. Adam did the same. An evil smirk was plastered amongst his face. What does he have planned? He can't make this day any worse.

"So Krissy, what's got you down in the dumps?" He asked once we were in the hallway. I ignored him and continued to walk. As soon as I show him where the bathroom was, I was going back to the table. Maybe I would enjoy dessert without him hovering over me. I hope that at least had some flavor.

"Here." I said pointing towards the door. I waited for him to walk in, but he didn't. I frowned. What is he doing?

"Krissy, what's wrong?" He asked. His voice was laced with sincerity yet I didn't believe it. He could be faking it for all I know.

"Nothing. Just use the damn bathroom." I said crossing my arms over my chest. He studied me some more before sighing. He walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I waited for lock before sighing. Did I really look that depressed? Could he see my tears from earlier? Could he sense my sadness?

"Hey Krissy. If Blake did something to you, i'm sorry. He's a jerk." I heard him say from the other side of the door. I sighed. I guess he was able to tell something happened.

"It's nothing Adam." I continued to tell him. I heard a chuckle. I watched the door, waiting for him to come out.

"He was angry when he came home. He must have done something. He was happy when he left." Adam said. I heard the toilet flush and then the faucet open. Water splashed, filling up the silence. I didn't want to ask, but I wanted to know.

"He was angry?" I asked. That only made my mood drop even lower than it was already. Blake hated me. I had the chance to tell him the truth since the start and I decided not to just to have the bad boy in my life a little longer. Now i'll never have him in my life again. I messed up and there was nothing I could do.

"I'm telling you Kris, whatever happened, Blake was angry about it. You should talk to him, try to fix whatever problem is between you guys." He said opening the door. He gave me a soft smile. I just stared at him. Why was he being so nice? I thought he hated him? "Now come on. We have dessert left."

-

I heard a knock outside my door. I didn't bother to even respond. I was deep in icecream and twinkies. I didn't need anybody else. Netflix was the only person I needed to talk back to me. The only thing it said was asking if I was still watching.

"Come on Krissy. I know you're in there." I heard Sophia's voice. I paused the movie. I hadn't seen or heard from her in weeks. She was off with Asher. I was fine with it since I had Blake but now I don't.

"Soph." I mumbled. The door instantly swung open. Her huge smile disappeared once she took in my appearance. I guess a super messy bun and sweats with a raggedy old t-shirt wasn't acceptable. The stains of melted icecream probably didn't help.

"What happened babe?" She said coming to sit down next to me on my bed. I moved some of the empty icecream containers to make room from her. "You were semi-happy before I left with Ash about a week ago. What happened?"

"Nothing. I am fine. I'll be fine." I said reaching for a twizzler. Her hand swatted it away, sending it flying across the room. It hit the window, scaring a bird away. "Hey!"

"Babe, i'm sorry but you cannot be like this. First, you need to tell me what happened and then we're going to the diner to get you real food." Sophie ordered. She looked around and sighed. "You need real food. You can't keep eating junk."

I was about to shake my head but I really wanted that hamburger. I had been craving it for a week now. Plus I should see how everyone is doing at the diner. I'm not scheduled to work for another two weeks. Maybe I should get up and try to live my normal life. One that was without Blake.

"Fine." I mumbled. I slid off the covers and got up, feeling all my muscles tense up. I guess I had been in bed for a while. I made the small trek to my bathroom and looked in the reflection.

I looked awful. My cheeks were bright and puffy. Tears left marks all over my face along with red bloodshot eyes. My hair looked like a bird's nest and my shirt was covered in grim. I didn't even want to ask what each stain was from.

"Get in the shower babe." I heard her shout. I rolled my eyes and began to do just that. I scrubbed my body and made sure to wash my hair. It looked horrible.

Once done, I stepped out of the shower and dried my body. I wrapped the towel around my body and brushed my hair out. I didn't bother to put on any makeup on and stepped out of the bathroom.

"What do I wear?" I asked Sophie. She flung clothes at me, catching me off guard.

"Sorry, now hurry. I'm starving." Sophie said. She was laying on my bed, looking at her phone. I sighed. I bet she was texting her boyfriend. I'll never know what that feels like.

I grabbed the pair of dark wash skinny jeans and the white sweater. I slid them on and went into my closet. I pulled on my brown knee-high boots and grabbed my black coat. I looked in the mirror, admiring how any signs of my previous mood were long gone.

"Krissy! Ready?" I heard Sophie shout. I nodded, remembering I was still in the closet.

"Yeah." I shouted. I walked out of the closet and grabbed my phone. I waited for Sophie to grab her stuff and together we walked out of my room and out of my house.

-

Hearing the familiar ding, I felt at home. We stepped out of the cold, snowy air and into the warm, cozy atmosphere of the diner. I walked over to the counter, seeing Hannah there with a customer. She looked over at Sophie and I, a large smile growing on her tanned face.

"Krissy! Sophie! You guys are back." She said. I smiled. I missed my blond friend of mine.

"Hey Han, how was Cabo?" Sophie asked. Hannah's pale complexion was now a nice glowing tan. She went to Mexico for Christmas with her parents. They didn't want to spend the break in the snow.

"Amazing, but I missed you all." Hannah said. She walked over to the milkshake machine and served me a chocolate shake with whipped cream on top.

"Thanks." I said taking a sip. I felt calmer now that I had the deliciousness in me. "Can I have a burger and fries too please?"

"Already being made sugar." Julia said coming over. I missed her. She's the grandma I wish I had. She would never lock me in my room.

"Hey Jules, I missed you." I said giving her a hug over the counter. She hugged me tight.

"We missed both of you. So how was Christmas at your grandparents'?" Julia asked. My mood instantly changed. All the memories of the last week came rushing back. From seeing him at the party to the kiss to the sneaking out to him finding out the truth. They were memories I wished never happened.

"Krissy, now that we're all here. What happened?" Sophie asked. Everyone's eyes were on me. I sighed. There was no ignoring this now.

"Did something happen?" Hannah asked coming back with my plate. I grabbed a few fries and stuffed them into my mouth. Maybe I can buy me some time before I have to tell them of my stupidity.

"Kristina Reagan! What happened?" Sophie repeated. I closed my eyes and got ready to explain the worst decision of my life.

"Blake happened." I mumbled. They all gave me weird looks, causing me to sigh. "Blake came to my grandparents' annual dinner party. We flirted and then he snuck into my room and we kissed."

The girls' eyes widened before they started cheering. I gave them a soft smile. I guess I had to be happy for that, but what happened 24 hours later is something I wish never occurred.

"And then what? Are you guys together now?" Hannah asked. She was bouncing up and down with excitement. I shook my head.

"We got caught and then I got grounded. The next day, he came and snuck me out. We went on I guess what would be our first date. We kissed a few more times and ended up at this small cafe. We were having fun, enjoying life, but that soon came to an end." I said. I felt my tears start to prick my eyes.

"Babe, what happened?" Sophie asked. I sniffled before replying.

"Blake texted Kate and I left my phone with him." I said. I let the tears come out. My burger and fries suddenly didn't seem appetizing. I wished I was back in my bed eating icecream. I wanted nothing more than to sob my life away in my bed.

"Blake knows!" Sophie stated. I nodded. I wiped a few tears away, attempting to stop them. "What happened next?"

"He asked why and how, so I told him. Then he walked away, angry and used." I said. I reached for a napkin and blew my nose. "I haven't heard or seen from him since. Blake hates me."

"He doesn't hate you. And i'm going to prove it." Sophie said with a determined face. I raised my eyebrow. What is she talking about?

"How?" Hannah asked. I looked at both. They were determined to prove we were meant to be, but I knew better than that. This was all just a dream and I was waking up from it.

"Leave it all to me." She said with a smirk. I sighed, feeling my tears come to a slow end. I wanted to know what she was going to do. I just know Blake will never forgive me.

-

Blake's Point of View

I stared at my ceiling. I didn't know what to do with this new found information. Was I just supposed to go over to her house and tell her how I feel? Or was I supposed to forget about her? Did I even forgive her?

I turned over on my bed, seeing the small black box with a red bow on top. It had been a week of me thinking. I hadn't talk to anyone much since I found out my true feelings for her. Sophie has tried to get me out of the house, out of my room, but I deny any of her options. I don't want to do anything until I figure out what i'm supposed to do. Half of me wants to get up and shout it to the world while the other half wants me to go out and fuck any girl I see. I wanted to chose the latter but my heart wouldn't let me.

"Blake. Can I come in?" I heard my sister's voice on the other side of the door. I turned towards it, seeing her open it just a crack. I closed my eyes, not expecting the brightness. I guess I have been sulking in my dark bedroom.

"Sophie, can you please turn the light off." I said covering my eyes. I hear her shut the door. The bed then dipped down. I sighed. I guess I wasn't going to get her to leave.

"Blake, what happened? You have been in here for a week now. It's New Year's Eve. You don't want to start off the New Year like this. Come on, Asher and I are throwing a party. Mom and Dad are out of town and agreed to let us host. At least come down for an hour." Sophie pleaded. I closed my eyes. Maybe getting drunk will help me forget. But then again, she might come. "I promise you that you won't forget it."

"Sophie, I can't. Kate, Kris, I can't." I said feeling my heart break for the thousandth time. I wasn't ready to see her. I just can't.

"Blake, just tell me what happened? Asher won't tell me anything. What happened between you and Krissy? She, too, won't let me see her. Morgan has gone over and she says that Krissy feels horrible for whatever she did." Sophie told me. I opened my eyes. It was the first time I heard about her. I didn't think she was going to take this so hard.

"She, you know that Krissy was Kate." I said. Sophie's body tensed up. I sighed. "I just can't trust her anymore. It seems as if she played me. It was all just a game."

"Blake, I promise you that that's the last thing Krissy wanted to do. She kept telling us that she wanted to tell you but Morgan and I both agreed that she couldn't so she went along with it. We didn't think you'd ever find out. I'm sorry." Sophie told me. I sighed. Everyone keeps telling me that Krissy wanted to tell me but that only brings me back to my first question, why didn't she tell me?

"Soph, can I just be alone please. I don't want to see her until I decide if I wanna see her." I said feeling my heart hammer in my chest. For a split second, I imagined seeing her. Her brown eyes shining as her smile brightened up any room. I want to see her but then I didn't.

"Why can't you decide if you want to see her?" Sophie asked. I shook my head. She can't know. I can't tell her. "You can tell me anything."

"Sophie, no. I can't. I can't see her. She played me and my feelings. I can't trust her so I definitely can't tell her I love her." I said realizing I just said those words again.

"Oh my god Blake. You love her?" Sophie screamed. I quickly covered my ears. She screeched in happiness only making my pity party worse.

"Soph, I can't tell her." I said. I rolled over and saw the small black box again. I wanted to give it to her on Christmas Day and then this whole mess happened. Maybe I should return it.

"Blake, come on. Just tell her you love her. If you didn't, you wouldn't be in this dilemma. You would have slept with some slut already and forgotten everything that happened." Sophie assured me. I looked at her. She was right. I knew the decision all along. I was just hoping my brain would say something else.

"But how and when do I tell her Soph?" I asked. Do I go over to her house now? Do I wait for her to talk to me? Do I send her a text message? What do I do?

"Do it tonight at the party. The perfect moment will be when the clock strikes twelve. I promise you it'll be a night you won't regret." Sophie smirked. I nodded. My whole love life was in her hands. I just needed to say those three words to Krissy and maybe everything will be back to normal.

-

Krissy's Point of View

I was minding my own business when my best friend decided to give me a visit and interrupting my binging. She walked in all tanned from her winter break and ready to take on the world.

"Hello my hot best friend." She said sashaying to my side. I stared at her before we both bursted into laughter. "What's up Krissy? Spill the dirt on your amazing winter?"

"No dirt." I stated. Flashbacks of a week ago came into mind, but I let those quickly dissolve.

"So then explain to me why Sophie sent me a text to get you ready for a party?" Morgan asked. I shrugged. This was the first time I hear about a party.

"I don't know." I said shrugging. I focused back on the movie playing in the screen. I saw the main guy looking at the main girl lovingly. I sighed. I wish Blake would look at me like that.

Sophie still hasn't told me what her master plan is. It's killing me not knowing. If I have some hope for Blake to forgive me, then i'm all for it. I messed up and now it was definitely biting me in the-

"Just get off you fat ass and get ready. We are going to have the time of our life tonight. It's New Year's Eve. Tomorrow will be a New Year and you'll be able to stop sulking. By the way, Sophie told me what happened and Blake is a dick." She said flipping her hair over her shoulder. I let out a chuckle before flipping the tv off.

Morgan was right. I needed to have fun and forget about Blake. I messed up and it was time to accept it. I needed to enjoy this party. Possibly get drunk. Maybe some alcohol will help me.

"What am I wearing Morgan?" I asked. She smirked. She shifted through her bag, pulling out a white leather body con dress. "Oh no."

"Oh yes. You are going to look hot." She smirked. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I needed to have fun tonight. I needed to forget.

-

We walked in to the very loud mansion. People were all over each other, enjoying the party. The humidity in the air, from the sweat was disguising the coldness of the outside. My outfit suddenly felt fine for tonight's event.

I didn't want to wear the white latex dress. It was strapless and barely covered my butt. Morgan assured me that I would easily blend in. She had me put on nude heels and a bold red lip. She curled my hair in subtle waves.

"Let's get some drinks and find Sophie." Morgan shouted over the loud music. I nodded, following her through the crowd of teenagers. They were all having fun, not having a care in the world. I wished that was me. It needed to be me.

"Babes! You're here." Sophie yelled as we stepped foot into the kitchen. Asher was standing next to her. His arm around her waist. "Grabs some drinks."

"Thanks." I said reaching for a beer. I drank half in one gulp, feeling myself become a little freer. I looked around, hoping I wouldn't see him. It was a chance I was risking coming to the Tyler mansion.

"He's not here babe." Sophie said reaching for my free hand. She pulled me back into the crowded living room where all the furniture was pushed aside to create the makeshift dance floor. A DJ was set up in the corner, choosing which songs were blasted across the house.

Sophie slid us through the sweaty bodies until we were in the middle. She started swaying her hips, giggling at the movement. I did the same. I let the music move my body, not thinking twice about it. I wanted to have fun. I missed my friends. I wanted to spend time with them. They have always been with me through everything and right now was when I needed them the most.

"Got us tequila shots." Morgan said squirming into the middle with us. Sophie and I took them from her, tipping them back. I felt the burn as it slid down my throat. I felt myself begin to get tipsy. This is what I needed.

I danced around, twirling. The girls were doing the same, enjoying themselves. I giggled some more before tripping over my feet. I giggled again at my clumsiness. I was really tipsy right now.

I looked up, feeling as though someone was watching me. I search the crowd for the owner of the staring. I stopped moving when my eyes met his. It felt as if I couldn't look away. Like I was stuck in a trance. I was finally feeling like I was forgetting him, or at least trying to, and there he was across the room from me. He was dressed to impress and boy, was he attractive. He was wearing dark wash jeans and a grey sweater. His black leather jacket on top.

Feeling my heart hammering in my chest, I continued to look into those deep ocean blue eyes. The room blurred around me as our connection strengthened. My brain was telling me to look away and forget while my heart told me to shorten the distance. I wanted to walk away and ignore him, but I knew I couldn't do that. I had to go to him. I had to apologize one more time. Even if it was the last time I spoke to him.