I have trapped myself
Sadie's pov
The moment Daisy insisted on seeing the message, I knew I had made a grave mistake. I could feel the ground shifting beneath my feet, and the situation was slipping out of control faster than I could manage.
“Do you really want to see it?” I asked from the kitchen, my voice light with forced laughter, hoping she’d brush it off and continue cooking. But to my shock, she turned off the gas burner and followed me.
“Do you really want to see it?” I repeated, more firmly this time, as I walked towards my room.
“Yes, I want to see it. Is it bad?” Daisy pressed. There was a seriousness in her tone that I had never heard before. My heart began to race as her footsteps quickened behind me. The more she followed, the more anxious I grew, my hands trembling slightly as I reached for my door.
I never thought it would come to this. I had expected Daisy to simply accept the good news and move on. In my mind, there was no reason for her to doubt me. I had no backup plan, no way to forge a message, even if I wanted to. Now, I was trapped, and the walls seemed to be closing in.
By the time I reached my room, Daisy was right behind me, her presence like a looming shadow. I could feel her eyes on me as I turned to face her.
“Sadie, can I have your phone?” she asked, her voice cutting through the tension like a two edged sword.
Her request took me by surprise, and for a brief moment, I felt like someone caught red-handed. My brain raced to come up with an excuse, anything to throw her off.
“It was a call, not a message,” I stammered, the words tumbling out before I could even think them through. I wasn’t sure how I managed to come up with that lie, but it was the best I could do under the pressure. Daisy tilted her head slightly, her expression calm but unreadable. She gave me a forced smile, but her eyes told a different story. For a brief second, I thought I had managed to deflect her suspicion.
But then her next words crushed any hope I had left.
“Can I at least know who called you?” she asked.
My stomach twisted in knots. Suddenly, frustration boiled up inside me, and I felt my face heat up with anger. It wasn’t real anger, but a defense mechanism, something to shield myself from the accusation. I lashed out, my tone sharper than I intended.
“Are you calling me a liar? Is that what this is about? Do you think I’m making this up? I hate this kind of embarrassment, Daisy! Do you really need to know every little thing about my private life?” I snapped, standing up from the bed and moving away from her. My back was to her now, but I could still feel her eyes boring into me. Slowly, I turned back around, meeting her gaze. There was something unsettling about how calm she was, how much she seemed to see through my outburst. I could tell she didn’t believe me, no matter how much I tried to convince her.
“Daisy, I’m sorry,” I muttered, trying to salvage the situation. I wanted to say that I wouldn’t show her my phone, but before I could, she steered the conversation in a direction I didn’t expect.
“Is this about Leo?” Her voice was quiet but firm, a cutting accusation I hadn’t seen coming. “Please don’t make a fool out of me. If you went behind my back to meet Leo, then you’ve been making a fool out of me as your friend. I was there, remember? I saw how he humiliated you, how he brought shame on you in front of everyone. You paraded him around like some trophy, and then at that public event, he threw you under the bus. If I were you, the only way I’d ever consider going back to him would be if he went to the college board, requested the same stage, and publicly reversed what he said about Tasha. He’d have to say your name in front of all those people, with everyone watching, just like they did that day. Only then, maybe, I’d think about it. But until then, Sadie, what are you doing?”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at Daisy’s over-the-top suggestion. It was so ridiculous, so far-fetched, that I almost forgot the gravity of the situation.
“It’s not funny, Sadie. This is the only way he’ll make things right with you. Wait a minute, did you just say you’re meeting Leo on the same Saturday as my dad’s celebration? Have you lost your mind?”
“Daisy, stop twisting my words! I never said that. I’m not meeting Leo. I’m going for an interview!” I said, raising my voice to make sure she understood my seriousness.
Daisy didn’t respond. She just stared at me for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, without another word, she walked out of my room, closing the door behind her. I was left standing there, confused and frustrated, wondering how things had spiraled so far out of control.
Before I could even let out a sigh of relief, the door swung open again. Daisy stepped back in, her face pale, her voice soft but cutting as she said, “Sadie, I never expected this from you,” and then she walked out again.
Those words hit me like a punch to the gut. Daisy had never looked so disappointed, so heartbroken, and it left me feeling crushed. I didn’t know what to do with myself. My mind raced as I paced back and forth, slapping my thighs in frustration. A huge wall had just gone up between me, my dream man, and my best friend.
Should I tell Daisy the truth? It seemed like the only way to clear the air and save our friendship. But how could I start? Would she believe me after all this? Would she hate me even more for keeping it from her for so long?
As I stood there, drowning in indecision, one thought kept ringing in my mind: “Tell her the truth. Daisy deserves to know. She’s done so much for you.”
I sat down on the bed, wrestling with the urge to tell her everything. The longer I sat there, the heavier the burden felt. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up with a surge of determination and left my room, heading for Daisy’s. When I reached her door, I knocked, but there was no response.
That’s when I knew things had gotten much worse than I thought.
I knocked again, waited, but still no answer. Panic started to set in. I opened the door, but the room was empty. Daisy wasn’t there.
Where could she have gone?
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