Girl Talk, Maybe Ice Cream

The three of us piled in to my parents car. I of course got in the driver's seat while Bella and Tiffany got in the back. The fact Bella decided to sit with her friend and comfort her asuaged my guilt slightly. Even though she was helplessly head over heels in love with me, she was still able to put that aside when the situation needed it. In fact, this was the first time I had seen her willingly do something not directly for my benefit since she professed her undying love for me.

Don't get me wrong. 99% of her life was still messed up because of my love potion, but at least **** circumstances can get her to pre-love potion Bella, if only for a moment.

I pulled out onto the road while I quietly listened to Tiffany sob and Bella do her best to console her. Bella and I locked eyes briefly through the mirror and I could tell she was in a lot of emotional pain. It was strange seeing the valkyrie from the restaurant go from certified badass to a young woman doing her best to keep it together for her friend.

Tiffany had tried to talk a few times, but the uncontrollable sobbing made it pretty much impossible. I really did feel sorry for the girl From what I could tell, she had always been a really good friend to Bella and had done her best to look out for her friend when she felt something was wrong. And all she got for her efforts was a red hand print on her cheek and a broken heart.

It was still shocking to me that The Oliver and Tiffany power couple would have such big issues between them. They were the couple that everyone knew would go the distance. Well them and Zeke and Traci. But I'm sure that relationship was probably coming to a swift end as well.

I continued driving without a real destination in mind, waiting for either of them to make a suggestion or request. I really didn't have a lot of experience with girls, my only knowledge coming form unrealistic depictions of rom-coms and the brief whirlwind of a relationship I have with Bella. Do I stop and get ice cream? I mean **** would definitely be on the menu if we were old enough, or I had the right...connections. Do I keep driving or take her to her house? I just didn't know.

I settled for driving around aimlessly while trying to fade into the background as much as possible. By this point Tiffany had controlled herself enough to talk.

"I just can't believe it. How could he do that to me? I gave him everything I had and it still wasn't enough. He had to go and dip his wick in that whore Traci. And he did it behind my back. Which is stupid because I have offered threesomes before."

I was barely able to stop my arms from jerking the wheel in surprise. What the hell is up with these girls? Just earlier tonight Bella had hinted at a threesome, and now Tiffany openly admitted to offering one to her boyfriend. I struggled to pull my brain from imagining a naked Bella and Tiffany working either side of my hard cock, giving me the most erotic blowjob while playing with each others chests for my enjoyment.

Fuck! Why do I have to be so weak against the female body and sexuality? Besides, that's never going to happen. Tiffany just had her heart broken and was probably a long way away from wanting another relationship. And I was determined to cure Bella soon as possible.

Thinking of that made me cringe, I could only imagine what horrors were in stock for me once she was cured. No doubt her hatred for me would grow 10 fold, but then you add in the memories of us fucking everyday, or this amazing date. Well, amazing until Oliver.

But I wasn't an idiot. I knew the only reason Bella enjoyed the date was her infatuation with me. We would both have different memories of tonight and I'm sure those will be used against me.

But all that doesn't matter. I fucked up and took away another person's free will. I have to correct that...no matter the consequences.

Tiffany had continued her monologue while Bella dutifully listened and rubbed her friend's back. I tried not to listen too much as I felt this was a private conversation that I wasn't invited to.

That was until Bella was brought up. "Look, I understand why you didn't tell me about Traci. I know Traci is your friend too and what you did tonight and the repercussions most likely nuked that friendship. And I can appreciate you picked me over her." She glanced at my reflection for the first time since we started driving, acknowledging my existence. "Well, maybe not me but I am choosing to believe it was for me. But that doesn't stop me from being hurt by it. We have been best friends for so long and you were able to hide this from me so easily. What else are you hiding?"

"Nothing, I promise. I know that doesn't mean much right now, but please believe that I never wanted to hurt you. You are my best friend and it was so hard not to tell you. And I really don't have an excuse for why I didn't tell you. Maybe I just wanted the **** material, or maybe I just thought it would never come out and you would be happier with him then without. In any case, I know I messed up. Seems like I messed up quite a bit in the last couple of years." She motioned to me with her head. "All I can do now is work to be a better person and ask for forgiveness."

Tiffany chuckled with tears still streaking her face. "What, no promise to work to earn my forgiveness?"

"You know that's exactly what I would have done not too long ago. That's what I did for John. But it has occurred to me since starting our relationship that forgiveness cannot be earned, only given. Saying I will earn your forgiveness cheapens the hurt I caused. Nothing I do can ever get rid of the hurt, only your willingness to forgive. All I can do is ask. Well that and promise to be a better person, and a better friend."

That was...surprisingly deep. She had said she was very emotionally intelligent, but damn. The fact she came up with that in the short time since we started dating surprised me to no end. I mean it wasn't that long ago she had promised to rewrite every bad memory with a good one if I just gave her a chance. Then she was bribing me with physical pleasure and showering me with constant affection. But now she was making profound and emotionally impactful statements that really spoke to me.

"Thank you. That was very nicely put. Of course I forgive you. You are like my sister and I could never stay mad at you. But please promise me you will never do that again."

"I promise. Sisters for life."

The feel good moment seemed to have lifted Tiffany's mood slightly, so I decided now was as good of time as any to get that ice cream. I pulled into the parking lot of the nearest **** store and hopped out of the car. From the lack of reaction, I got the impression the girls were too deep in conversation to realize we had stopped.

Apparently the fact I have had the hottest girl in school begging to be mine did wonders for my ego. I caught myself strutting like a roster in a hen house as I made my way to the freezer section.

Until a horrifying realization. I had no idea what flavors the girls liked. Seeing how much Bella enjoyed brownies, I opted to get her a pint of chocolate brownie. Of course that was my favorite as well, so I grabbed another. But I didn't have a clue for Tiffany. I decided to split the difference and get one more chocolate brownie and an extra mint chip, just incase. I also picked up a small box of plastic silverware, because as much as I would love to watch the girls lick and tongue their frozen treats, I doubted now was the time for that.

After paying, I returned to the car where I was met with confused looks from the girls. Upon seeing my bounty, Bella let out her trademark squeal, while Tiffany settled for a delightful smile. "Chocolate brownie. Aw babe, how did you know that was my favorite?"

"Lucky guess? It must be the constant stream of brownies we have been consuming lately." This got a chuckle from both girls. "Sorry Tiffany, I really didn't know which ice cream you liked so I got you two."

"Thank you John. I really am not very picky, I'm just grateful you thought of me."

I nodded my acknowledgement. "Hey, I'm not really used to this hanging out on a Friday night. Would it be out of line to go hang out by the lake and eat our ice cream?"

Bella swooned at my suggestion. Tiffany's reaction didn't seem far off from that. "Aw baby, yes that sounds really nice. Right Tiff?" To which Tiffany nodded. Bella continued in a posh English accent, "Oh chauffer. The gentleman's dates request transportation to the lake. Make it happen?" Tiffany giggled beside her.

"But of course m'ladies. Buckle up."