A long-delayed conversation

"Jake?" Sarah said in a weak voice, as if she was surprised I was at my own sister's wedding rehearsal.

I froze for a second, I had already closed the door on her face once that day, but it seemed that fate wanted me to have that dreaded conversation.

"Hello, Sarah," I managed to greet her in a surprisingly confident tone. "Sorry for closing the door on your face earlier."

She looked down at her feet. "Don't worry, I totally understand it," Sarah said, lifting her head to stare at me with her amazing green eyes. "I'm the one who's sorry, Jake, for everything."

I stared back at her for a few seconds, not knowing what to say. "You've hurt me badly, Sarah." I finally said.

I noticed a tear escaping from the corner of her left eye and a pang of guilt ran through me at the notion of causing that beautiful woman to cry.

"I know, it's just that you've caught me by surprise that day, I didn't know what to do." Sarah said, her voice trembling by the tears that threatened to fall.

I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"

"I really liked Joshua at the time, I didn't know he was a jerk," Sarah replied in a **** tone. "Then after you told me those things about him and I refused your invitation to prom, Harry told me you liked me. I was shocked, afraid that I'd lose you both."

I was taken aback at that. "Sarah," I said. "I couldn't have imagined."

"At that same night, I've caught Joshua with another girl and dumped him," Sarah told me, a chuckle escaping her perfect shaped lips. "But when I tried to find you, you were already gone from the prom and to California."

I raised my hand with every intention of touching her bare arm, but stopped myself at the last second, my mind was in turmoil right now. Everything I thought I knew wasn't entirely the whole truth. "So, Sarah never did anything out of cruelty, but her young heart was almost as confused as mine." I thought.

I was shaken out of my musings by Sarah's gentle touch on my arm. "Jake," She said, her green orbs staring at me. "Can you forgive me?" She pleaded. "I can't take it anymore, I want my best friend back."