Page 71 of Molly: Part One
“I fucking love her, why can’t she see that. Why?” I cry.
Holly comes up to me and wraps her arms around in comfort. I can’t help crying on her shoulder. It just hurts too much.
Once I’ve pulled myself together I show Holly up to my bedroom as the guest rooms still don’t have beds in and tell her to get comfortable. I go back downstairs to sleep on the sofa. I strip down to my boxers and pull the blanket over me. The blanket that Hannah and I bought. That little reminder of her does nothing for my fragile state.
I must have fallen asleep at some point because the next thing I know I’m looking up to see Molly’s arse as she is bent over about to sweep up the mess in the kitchen.
“Leave it,” I growl at her a little harsher than I intended.
She turns to look at me and it feels like a knife is pushed right though my heart at how beautiful she looks. Yes, she looks like she had a late night, I try my very best not to think about what that entailed but she still looks like the most gorgeous girl in the world. Fuck, I am so screwed.
She questions me about the mess but I’m not quick enough to think up a decent lie and I can hardly tell her I was so angry with my thoughts of her and Adam together I had to break things. I was desperately trying to come up with an excuse when I hear Holly coming down the stairs. As she enters the room I watch Molly’s face drop. Good, at least she is a little affected by the thought of me having Holly here all night.
I thank Holly for last night and see her off. I really don’t know what I would have done last night if it weren’t for her. I was a total mess, and drunk to boot.
I try to convince Molly that the smashed glasses and mugs was a drunken accident but I can see in her eyes she doesn’t believe me. Apparently she believes I couldn’t have been that drunk if I managed to get Holly back here. I don’t correct her assumptions, I know I should but I’m happy to let her believe I slept with Holly after what she did to me last night.
I turn the telly on as a distraction from Molly. I need some time away from her after last night. I spend what is left of Saturday and all of Sunday preparing for the start of the new school year and avoiding Molly.
