*** This is part 7 of the series. To fully enjoy this, please read part 1-6. Please note that this is a work of fiction***
"What was I supposed to do? You said no", Kayla is very angry.
"At Least you could have found someone else. He is an absolute asshole", I am equally angry.
Kayla and I are fighting over her enrolling in Salsa dance classes with Steve. She asked me if I was interested but I said no as I am not a good dancer. I never expected she would go ahead and enroll and that too with Steve.
"Right now you are behaving like an asshole. Were you expecting me to plead with you?" She is shouting.
"You could have asked a few more times" I am equally adamant.
"Ok if I ask now, would you say yes?" She asks.
I shake my head to indicate in negative.
"Well then it's your problem" she shrugs her shoulders.
"It's not just my problem. You can't do this with Steve. I never said anything about Mike and you spending time with him. But with Steve, it's an absolute no" I try to compromise.
"I don't think I am looking for suggestions from you. You were not so great when I started to hang out with Mike too" She is still angry.
"Call him or text him and tell him you can't do this dance thing with him" I hand over her phone to her.
She takes the phone and looks at me still in anger.
She dials the phone. I feel a sense of victory.
"Mike, is it ok if I stay at your place?" She says on the phone.
It is almost like someone has pulled a rug from underneath me.
I move forward to take the phone but she gives me a death stare so I back off.
"I will tell you more when we meet," she continues the conversation.
"Ok, see you in 10 minutes" she hangs up the phone.
She started to pack her stuff.
I am silent. It is almost like she is expecting me to say something.
She then strips off her clothes and puts on a very sexy tight slip dress without anything underneath. It feels like she is doing this to provoke me into a reaction so I stay quiet still.
In a few minutes, I hear Mike's bike revving outside our room. She swiftly exits the room to meet him. She is sad and Mike gives her a tight hug to console her. She hops onto his bike and clutches him from behind as he leaves.
I am devastated. How can I allow it to happen?
I should have not let her go. I should have apologized. But I still could not pick up the phone to call her. In my mind, I still believed this was wrong.
The next morning, Mike drops her to college on his bike. She hugs him and says goodbye. As always Mike had his hands on her butt. She was wearing tight denim shorts and a white crop top.
This made me uncomfortable but what caused most discomfort was that this was in front of our batch mates. There were already rumours of Mike and Kayla and this only adds fuel to the fire.
I was upset but I had only myself to blame.
Kayla ignored me completely during the time we were in our classes.
As soon as classes were done, she rushed out. Mike was waiting for her. She hopped onto his bike and went away.
I was crushed. I could feel tears around my eyes. I could see people around were looking at me and gossiping. I rushed to my room.
Later in the day, I called Kayla. She didn't pick up. I called a few times until she finally picked up. She sounded out of breath.
"Can you stop calling?" She still sounded angry.
Before I could say anything she disconnected.
I sent her a message apologizing and promising not to repeat this in the future. I also begged her to return.
She replied, "ok. Come pick me up from Mike's".
I was elated. I immediately rushed out. When I reached there I texted her that I had reached. It was past dinner time and relatively quiet.
She responded, "will be there soon. Please wait".
The wait dragged on for a long but I didn't want to message her repeatedly. So I waited patiently. After almost 2 hours of waiting, I saw her emerging from the apartment with Mike.
She looked like a mess. Her hair was all over the place. Makeup was smudged. She was wearing a men's white shirt which was buttoned only below the waist. Mike was just in boxers carrying her bag. He had his hands on her butt like always. They came to the car and Mike opened the back door to keep her bag.
They then hugged. Very tight hug that lasted for more than a few seconds. Kayla's back was towards me so I can see Mike's hand on her ass moving. They were standing just outside the car. The shirt was linen and it was mostly see-through. I can see she was not wearing anything underneath. It was too much but I didn't want to create an issue.
They parted finally but Kayla still had her one hand on his bare chest. She said thank you a few times before sitting in the car.
When she sat in the car she briefly looked at me. I didn't say much as Mike was still standing there. I left immediately.
I was still sad. I could feel things were still not right. I felt like I could cry anytime.
"I love you," Kayla says sweetly.
