As she put the phone away, she shrugged at me.  “I know you’d rather Brian come with, but he’s got his own thing going on, you know?”

Yeah, Brian and Aisha are the ones we knew from the phone call couldn’t be in on this. At least Brian.

“Oh, no.  I’m ok that he isn’t coming,” I told her.  “Things are bad between us.”

Oh yeah, I suppose these two haven’t really had a chance to talk about Taylor’s relationship with Brian in a while, have they.

“I totally didn’t know you’d confessed to him, you know?  I saw the awkwardness between you two, and the distance, but I assumed it was because you’d used him as a shoulder to cry on.

Right, the whole gang did find out about the confession recently, so that’s something at least.

My power filled in those blanks all wrong.”

Seems like it, yeah.

“Yup.  Confessed.  Not sure what sucked more.  Him saying he thought of me in the same terms as he thought of Aisha, that he considered me a friend, knowing I’d fucked said friendship up, or him implying he’d only been nice to me because he pitied me.”

Ouch.

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