I need to get out of here

"I don't understand how you could become friends with that shrew!" Kaitlyn protests after she finally found her voice.

I feel my face heat up because of how my friend is taking my new relationship with my former enemy Becca Davenport. I know that she has done a lot of bad stuff in the past, but I believe that she had a good reason for it. It is hard to grow into a good person if your parents treat you like you don't matter. I need to get my pal to understand my reasons for helping my former enemy. I also know that I have to do this delicately so I don't split us up again. I take a couple of deep breaths and then begin my speech.

"Please try to understand. Becca is not the person that I thought she was. Her parents have treated Becca and her sister like dirt. Any person would be scarred because of that kind of neglect. How would you like it if your parents treated you that way?"

"I know that I would be hurt if they would treat me that way, but does a shabby home life excuse everything that brat has done?" Kaitlyn ranted while getting up to pace a little.

"She needs help and I want to help her," I debated while continuing to sit on my bed. "It's as simple as that."

"I just hope your charity does not come back to bite you!" Kaitlyn shot out.

"Is there a reason that you are so mad at me?" I asked which caused my best buddy to take a deep breath to steady herself.

"I am not mad at you and I am sorry for losing my cool with you. I am just worried about you. I may not be your girlfriend any longer, but I am still your best friend. Don't you think that it is a risk to trust Becca?"

"Isn't it a risk to trust anyone?" I countered.

"I guess you have a point," Kaitlyn conceded while sitting back down in her chair and grabbing a piece of pizza.

"I could have been suspicious of Becca and ignored her, but what if she was serious and I refused to help her?" I suggested. "I would have hated myself if I had done that."

"I know, if this is some stunt that Becca has cooked up just to humiliate you, then I will have something to say about it!"

"It makes me happy to hear you say that to me, but I would like to ask for a favor," I begged after taking a swig of orange soda from a paper cup.

"Name it," Kaitlyn accepted.

"Since Becca and I are friends, she might come over to visit me once in a while," I warned. "If she does, please at least try to be civil to her. I would hate it if two of my friends were at each others' throats."

"Okay, if you want to give her the benefit of the doubt then I guess I can too," Kaitlyn agreed.

"I would appreciate that," I accepted with a smile only to be cut off by the phone ringing which caused me to run over and pick it up. "Hello?"

"I'm glad that I finally got hold of you," Becca greeted me. "You weren't answering your phone earlier."

"Sorry, this place has been in a mess today," I reasoned.

"That's understandable," Becca replied. "I just wanted to check up on you since you were so upset last night. Are you feeling any better?

"Yes, you might say that Kaitlyn and I are dividing the furniture right now," I joked.

"Oh, Kaitlyn is with you?" Becca prodded. "I won't take up more of your time."

"Thanks for calling, Becca," I acknowledged. "I appreciate your concern."

"Bye!" we both spoke to end the conversation and hang up.

"We're dividing the furniture?" Kaitlyn jibed with a quirky smile. "Was that your your idea of a joke?"

"I guess so," I mused while blushing.

"It was kind of funny," Kaitlyn hedged.

"Thanks," I accepted.

"I could see you perk up quite a bit when Becca called," my ex needled. "Could it be that you have feelings for her?"

"What?" I choked out in shock. "No!"

"Portia, take my advice and never play poker," Kaitlyn recommended. "You wouldn't be good at it. Do you want to try being honest with me?"

"Let's just say that I am curious," I put out. "I had always found her attractive, but it didn't matter because I thought that she was nothing more than a spoiled brat. Now that I know that there is more to her than that, I am a little confused."

"Do you think that she would be interested in you?" Kaitlyn probed. "She used to date Chris."

"She did say that she is bisexual last night," I reasoned. "I may be reading too much into it, but I don't think that she would have bothered to tell me that if she wasn't at least a little interested in me."

"I don't understand this, but if Becca will make you happy then I think that you should go for it," Kaitlyn urged. "I just want you to be happy even if I couldn't be the one to do that."

"I want to give myself time to heal first," I debated. "By the way, I want you to be happy too. May I give you some advice?"

"I'll always accept advice from my best friend," Kaitlyn assured me.

"When you decide to date again, you need to find a girl who loves roller coasters as much as you do," I advised my friend.

"I am not sure that I follow," Kaitlyn muttered while raising her right eye brow.

"You are one of the most exciting people I know. The problem is that you are too exciting for me. It seems like there is nothing but roller coasters inside your amusement park. I love roller coasters as much as the next girl, but I need to ride a carousel once in a while to calm down."

"I understand now," Kaitlyn responded while nodding her head.

"I am going to miss our relationship more than you know," I let out while getting up and leaning against the wall. "I got sidetracked this morning because I was reminiscing about the time you disciplined me for reading Nancy Drew too closely."

"My favorite time was when we were trapped in the library during the blizzard," Kaitlyn remembered. "I just love how we kept each other warm and we didn't even need a blanket."

"That is one of my most powerful memories, but it is not because of the love we shared that day," I objected while shaking my head.

"Why then?" Kaitlyn had to know.

"I was following you on the way to the library," I shuddered while trying to keep myself from crying again. "We got separated because of the blizzard. I must have fallen down three times trying to find my way. I was so terrified that I just lay in that snow drift. I truly thought that I was going to die. Just when I was about to give up, a pair of beautiful hands pulled me back up and took me the rest of the way to the library. You saved my life that day, Kaitlyn. I will always remember what you did for me."

"Aw, Portia!" Kaitlyn sighed while wiping a single tear from my face with her right hand.

"I am getting tired," I complained. "Could you please leave?"

"Sure," Kaitlyn gave in while walking towards my door.

"Before you go, I want you to know that there is one thing that won't change between us," I implored. "If you ever have a problem, I still want you to feel free to ask me for help at anytime."

"The same goes for you, Portia," Kaitlyn said while walking out.

Once I was alone, I sat back down on my bed to think. I tried to decide what the best way to heal from this was. I felt that I needed to get away from my ex for a few days. An idea hit me so I opened up my desk drawer and I picked up a present that James gave me before he went to Hollywood. Just as I made my decision, my laptop started beeping for the second time today.