Thirty-second chapter

Liz's POV:

One week have passed since Amanda left. Since I have her robe, I sleep with it every night. Since she was gone, I can only fall asleep on the couch and imagine she's here. I am looking for the point where I can feel her smell. Alex and Noel surprised when I said that I will sleep here every night, but they didn't mind. Moreover, I talked to Alex and he allowed me to apply in at the school where Steven applied too. I needed to talk to him anyway. Furthermore, we quarrel with Aaron every day. He doesn't understand what's wrong with me. I don't like to kiss him. I think I doesn't love him anymore. Despite this, I don't want to break up with him. First of all, because I'm afraid he'll do something again and secondly, he means to me to be popular. I know it's awful and I take advantage of him, but he deserves it after all what he almost did.

"Liz!" Jewels said. We sat on my bed.

"Huh?" I asked.

"You thought again. You know that you can trust me." She said. I sighed.

"I know and thank you. I don't deserve you, but I need more time to process what happened." I said.

"We haven't talked in four weeks. Why did you invite me here if you don't want to talk?" She asked.

"I don't know. I just feel alone." I looked at my hands.

"What's up with Aaron?" She asked.

"I don't want to talk about him." I mumbled. She sighed.

"What do you want to do?" She asked. I shrugged. "Do you want to me to make your makeup?" I nodded with a smile. She stood up and walked to my desk.

"Top drawer." I said.

"I…know." She said slowly but didn't say anything.

"What?" I asked. She didn't say anything or move. "Did you find something?" I asked. I stood up and walked next to her. She held a piece of paper to me with writing on it. After I saw who wrote it, I rather take out the paper from her hand and I sat down on my bed. She sat next to me.

Dear Liz,

I have no idea how to start this letter. There is so much in my head. So much has happened. Too much. I'm so sorry about what happened in the hospital. I'm sure you hate me, but I still wanted to tell you I don't hate you. Since I have been here with you as if tied to you by an invisible rope and I couldn't and can prevent my feelings. If someone had said you would be the only one for me then I would laugh. Since you may never read this and rather throw it out, I boldly describe here that I love you. Not as a friend or a sister but as someone I have not loved in my life if like you. You know, Romeo and Juliet fit us exactly. We are very different, and this is the end of it. Love kills. Now I know. Maybe it was all a mistake, but you are my most beautiful mistake could never have been. For this, however, I cannot and will never apologize. I try to focus on my tasks to forget you, although every time I think you're going to read it and I think contemptuously back to everything that happened to me I could cry. Yet you have a right to know what happened. You kissed me drunk at that party, Liz. I thought you would remember this the next day and I was afraid of that. However, when you had no idea in the morning what had happened the night before I should have been relieved, but something hurt inside. Around my heart. Now I know what it is. The point is, I want you to be happy. With Aaron or with someone else. It doesn't matter. Believe yourself that you are capable of anything you want to do in your life and let no one else decide instead of you. Laugh a lot and be happy. I try to be that too.

P.S.: Take care of yourself! The cheese eater monsters can be anywhere!

Love you, A.

I read the letter with trembling hands.

"Liz who is this 'A'?" She asked. I didn't respond. I squeezed the letter trying not to crumpled it, and I read through my tears over and over again. She loves me!

"Liz!" She said.

"Shh!" I said.

"What is this letter and what is the cheese eater monster and what happened in the hospital?" She asked. I growled and I walked out the room. I went to the living room where Noel was watching the match on the TV. I sat down next to him and I checked something on the internet, but I couldn't find it.

'The princess marries!

The princess, originally named Amanda Costigan and her fiancé, Felipe XV. el Grande the Mexican's king younger son will be married next month. The king of America unfortunately suffers from a serious cancer that is difficult to cure. We don't know if he will survive it or not. In any case, the date of the wedding is the exact where cameras aren't allowed in rejecting our request for permission. Nevertheless, we wish the young couple all the best.' The lady said on the TV.

"Oh." Noel touched his forehead. "Now I remember the invitations sent by Amanda." Noel said. Before I said something, Jewels start to speak.

"Alright. Someone explain what it is because I don't understand anything." Jewels stood in front of me with folded arms. I sighed. I reached for the remote control and turned the TV off.

"You need to sit down. It's a long story." I said and tell her almost everything. Since Noel was here, I didn't go into our relationship or what happened I just said why she was here.

"Wow!" She said. I nodded.

"You mustn't tell it anyone!" She nodded. "Let's go up!" I said.

"Are you left me alone?" Noel asked offended.

"Yeah. You don't have to know everything." I said.

"Is there anything else right?" She asked after she sat down on my bed. I closed the door and I sat down too.

"Promise that you won't get upset, leave, or scream." I looked in her eyes seriously.

"I promise!" She looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath.

"She wrote the letter." I said without looking at her. She didn't answer, so I looked up at her. I thought she would look at me in disgust or pity, but I could only detect the shock on her face. She looked at her hands and frowned.

"Say something please!" I pleaded. She didn't answer. "Are you hate me, right?" I asked. I almost cry. She lifted her head and shook it.

"I just. I just surprised. Wow! It's unbelievable. She wrote it so she loves you. Do you love her too?" I blushed and nodded. "How long have you been gay?" She asked.

"I'm bisexual. I think this is the most correct word." I said.

"What's up with Aaron?" She asked. I sighed and tell the whole story about him and about Amanda.

"And are you still with him after what happened?" She asked in disbelief.

"Nothing happened. I thought it would be the best." I said.

"For who? Liz! You don't love him. You love her." She said kindly.

"I know." I felt my tear flow down on my face. "But she will be getting married and I can't do anything." I said and bowed my head.

"There is something you can do." She said. I lifted my head and I saw her evil smile. I frowned. "You will go to the wedding." She smiled.

"Why? To see her get married happily? Thanks no." I said.

"No! Someone will ruin the wedding." She grinned.

"Oh! No! No! No! No! No! Forget what is on your mind because it is impossibility." I said in a raised voice.

"You can lie to yourself, but not to me. Liz. Here's your chance. Now or never! The heavens also want you to be together." She said.

"When did you become so wise?" I said with a smile. She shrugged with a smile.

"I don't know. Thinking about it, Ok?" She asked. I nodded and hugged her.

"Wait! What if something will go wrong?" I asked despairingly.

"What can be wrong? Are they locked you into a cell because you didn't let them get married? It's ridiculous!" I looked at her in fright. "I didn't mean that. Forget it!" She said quickly. "Everything will be fine."

"What if she doesn't love me anymore?" I asked shyly and stroked my arm.

"After the letter, how can you say such things?" She rolled her eyes. "She loves you! Accept it! The only question here is what you do for it."

"I don't even have clothes!" I said desperately. She laughed.

"Is it a yes?" She asked. I nodded. "If this is your least problem let's go shopping."

"If Alex will be willing to give me more money and not tight-fisted." I said. We laughed. I can't believe what I plan to do.