“And your mom, does she know?”
I shook my head and then laughed nervously. “I don’t even know where she is.”
Chanel walked up to me and then took my hand and led me to the kitchen.
“I’m going to make you a sandwich or something. I bet you haven’t eaten. Your mom’s with Henry. Think she stayed the night.”
“How do you know?”
She hesitated as she opened the fridge door, then said, “Because Liam came to see me. He told me about being a jerk. Leaving you. I wish you called me. I would have been there in a heartbeat.”
I sighed, “But you were at the hotel too. I just didn’t want to spoil…”
“I wish that you would stop saying that. You were dumped on the street. Why the hell didn’t you call me?”
I sat down on the breakfast stool, thinking about all the reasons that I said I wouldn’t call her and realized that she was right. I should have picked up the phone to call her.
“I wasn’t thinking straight. I mean I didn’t expect Liam to leave me. I even waited on a bench, hoping that he’d stop being so angry and turn back.”
She stopped making the sandwich and came by my side. “You poor thing.”
I nodded as she wrapped her hands around my shoulder.
“Just promise me, anything like that, Adele, you’ll call me. Or even one of the girls if you don’t get a hold of me. Okay?”
I nodded and smiled at her, thinking that it was in the past. That was nothing compared to what I had to go through right then.
Curiosity got the better of me, “What did Liam say?”
She coughed. “That he was a jerk and now you’re not speaking to him.”
I shook my head. “So, he never told you about the baby?”
She nodded as she passed me the sandwich. It was weird because I wasn’t feeling hungry at first, but seeing the egg, mayonnaise, radish sandwich in front of me, soon made me change my mind. I picked it up and started to devour it without hesitation.
“How’d you make it so quickly?”
She laughed, “Spending too much time in the kitchen with my mom. You want another?”
I nodded my head as the sandwich started to curb my hunger. One that I never knew existed until then. She passed me a glass of juice and the moment it quenched my dry throat, the sandwich went down a treat. I started to talk and ask the questions that were running through my mind from the moment she’d said that she was coming over today.
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?So does Mom know anything?”
She shook her head as she made herself a plate and then sat down next to me.
“Don’t think so. She asked if the Prom was good. Told her that it was and then she wanted to come home. Liam told her that you were tired and that’s why he dropped you here.”
I nearly choked on that last line.
“He said that he brought me home?”
She shrugged. “Seriously, Adele, what did you expect him to say? Oh, I dumped her on the curb and came home alone?”
I sipped the juice and thought about it. She was right, the likelihood of him telling the truth was pretty slim.
“How come you went to his house anyway?”