I took Owen's hand, and in front of everyone, I pretended to be strong as we made our hasty exit from the cinema.
Once outside, I yanked my hand away from his and shot him a glare filled with frustration.
"You seriously didn't know about Bruce and Kate?"
"Don't look at me like that! I didn't hear a single whisper!"
Owen kicked a small stone by the sidewalk, turning to confront me. "Aren't you the one who's supposed to know everything about Kate? You had no clue?"
"Ugh! I've become a pawn in their little game!"
I scoffed, realizing how ridiculous this all was.
Kate knew I liked Bruce, and Bruce knew Owen had a crush on Kate.
They were both my friends and his friends, yet they kept this secret from us. It felt like they didn't even consider us friends anymore!
What a mess!
When I got home, my parents were still at work. I was too restless to stay alone, so I headed over to Owen's place.
He was home alone, too; his dad was away on business, and his mom was still at the community center playing poker.
Owen had ordered three dishes from a restaurant downstairs and bought two dozen beers, ready to dig in.
Without hesitation, I plopped down at the table and started eating.
He cracked open two cans of beer, and we each took one, munching and sipping in silence.
I was heartbroken, and he was just as lost.
We had talked about finding people to date, but here we were, both single and miserable!
The guy I liked was with the girl he liked. It was downright absurd!
