It's pointless

I gave up after all of 5 minutes and picked my phone up. I hadn't noticed it go off but there was 2 text messages. One from Laura saying 'Do you need to talk? I'm here if you need me, but I’m not prying. Just things seem weird” I didn't know how to respond, whether she was concerned I was going to hurt her friend, or something else.

The other was from Becca, and merely said Sorry. That I replied to, keeping it lighthearted with a 'you will be'. She replied almost straight away.

'I'm not joking, I really am sorry'

'don't be, it's not you fault. And If it was, I’d expect a proper apology'

'text is the best you'll get from me'

'not good enough, too impersonal'

'well I’m not returning to the scene of the crime, especially with Tara there'

I replied that I'd come to her for one, not really intending on doing it right then, but it kept the banter going for a few minutes, and I started to forget about the whole guilt thing. Eventually, Becca asked me if I was actually coming or could she go to sleep, and I made a terrible decision.

I grabbed a t shirt and my jogging bottoms and walked out into the hallway. I was sure I'd heard Laura mention the room number earlier, and I'd just have to hope I heard it right. I received a couple more texts whilst I wandered the hotel, one saying not to come, the second saying goodnight as she assumed I'd fallen asleep. I reached the room that I was now pretty sure was Becca and Lauras, but suddenly didn't know why I was there. To collect an apology? I didn't really need one. I lightly knocked on the door, and for almost a minute there was no reply, until slowly Becca cracked it open.