Page 2 of Broken Harmony
“Wait!” I cry out. “Please, wait.”
Tears fall as I feel my heart breaking.
If her parents are here, they at least know she’s been drinking. She’s going to be in so much trouble, and it’s all my fault.
“Fuck!” I scream at the top of my lungs, kicking the nearby garbage can so hard it scatters across the grass, sending garbage everywhere.
With shaking hands, I grab my phone. Wiping at my eyes, I try to clear them so I can find her contact. When I do, I dial her number. It goes straight to voicemail.
“I’m so fucking sorry,” I cry. “Please don’t hate me. I didn’t mean any of it, okay? Okay, I did mean that I love you, but the rest was said out of anger. I’m not going to make you choose. I won’t leave you if you choose something I won’t like. I just want you in my life, Lulu, okay? I love you, you're my best friend. My person. I can’t lose you. I’m so fucking sorry for being an idiot, okay? You were right, we should have talked when we were sober. I’m going to come over tomorrow. Hopefully, yourparents let me see you. Fuck, I’m so sorry, Lulu. This is all my fault. I’m going to fix this, okay?”
Hanging up the phone, I clutch it tightly in my hand as I close my eyes, tilting my head back as I try to slow the tears.
My head is pounding and I feel like I’m going to puke.
The walk home feels like it takes hours, and I’m numb, broken; everything inside me feels wrong.
“Ally?” Mom’s sweet, concerned voice fills my ears. “Honey, is that you? It’s so late. I thought you would have been home a while ago.”
Closing the door behind me, I kick my shoes off, saying nothing. My body feels heavy, like it’s being weighed down.
“Ally?” Mom moves closer, her voice more panicked now.
My eyes slowly lift to meet hers, and the moment they do, I break. A sob slips, and Mom is over to me in a second, wrapping her arms around me. I cling to her like she’s my lifeline. “Baby, what’s wrong?”
“I ruined everything,” I sob into her chest, gasping for air as I cry more.
“What do you mean? Ruined what?” she asks, rubbing her hand up and down my back.
“What’s going on?” my dad, Ryder, asks. “Shit. Is she okay?” His deep Alpha voice is filled with fury, like he’s ready to rip the world apart just because someone hurt me. It makes me cry harder.
“I’m not sure,” Mom says. “She just came in looking worse for wear.”
“I fucked up,” I say, pulling back to look at her through blurry eyes. “I opened my big, stupid mouth and I messed everything up,” I growl, wiping at my running nose with the back of my hand.
Mom looks over at Dad with pity in her eyes, and I hate it.
“What happened?" Dad asks.
“I got drunk,” I mutter, looking away.
“Alisha,” Dad scolds.
“Don’t act like you didn’t know I’d be drinking.” I shoot him a look. Okay, so getting snippy with my parents might not be the best thing to do right now, but I mean, I’ve been making shitty decisions all night, so why not add one more to that list? I’m on a roll. “I didn’t drive home drunk, okay?”
“You're drunk?” my other dad, Calvin, asks, walking into the room.
“That’s not the point!” I shout. “The point is, my stupid, drunk mouth said shit it shouldn’t have, and now I lost my best friend for good!”
“Oh, Ally.” Mom’s face drops, sympathy taking over her features. She knows what I mean. A few years ago, I broke down crying when I realized I was in love with my best friend, and I couldn’t have her. She’s watched me pine after Lulu ever since. Not happy with my choices and the ways I tried to get her out of my head.
“I told her I loved her, and when she didn’t say it back, I said some really fucked up shit.” My lower lip quivers as tears fill my eyes again. “I messed up big time.”
“I’m sure with some sleep and some time, you can talk to her. Lulu is a wonderful girl. You two seem to have something between you that makes you more than just best friends. You can’t just throw that kind of connection away. I’m sure if you apologize and make it up to her, everything will work out.”
“I don’t think it will.” I hug her close again. “I really do think I lost her for good, Mom. And I can’t fucking breathe. I can’t lose her. I can't. She’s my everything. I feel like I’ll die without her.”
“I know it feels like that now, baby girl, but everything will be okay,” my dad, Calvin, tries to reassure me while rubbing my back.
