Almost a week had passed with no new news on if they had gone out again. Then, she saw them. She had been going to Madtown to ask Conroy some questions about the skate park for an article of the Zine she was writing. She was shocked when she saw Twister helping Amanda skate. She quickly hid behind one of the half-pipes. She watched him hold her hands as she wobbled on her rollerblades towards him. She wondered if that was just to get closer to him. Honestly, who didn't know how to skate at the age of 17? She felt a little guilty watching them, like she was betraying Twister in a way, but she couldn't stop herself. Then, it happened. She saw Amanda pretend to fall into Twister (this one, she could tell had been fake) and kiss him when he caught her. She immediately looked away. Reggie had never been a crier but she felt a lump in her throat and her eyes start to water and she knew it was coming. She ran to the first place she could attempt some privacy because she knew it was coming. She hid behind the dumpster and the tears started streaming down her face. She sat crying for a few minutes and was startled when she heard a gruff voice.
"Who goes there?" The voice said but then became normal with a hint of worry. "Reggie?" Eddie lifted up his Prince of the Netherworld mask. Could this day get any worse? "Are you okay?"
"Fine," she wiped her eyes.
"Uhh, you don't look okay." She could tell Eddie was feeling very uncomfortable. "I saw Twister over there, do you want me to get him?"
"No!" She said quickly. "I'm fine, really. I'm just going to go home."
She wiped her eyes, quickly darting past him and Twister and Amanda (who thankfully didn't see her) and got on her bike to go home.
She had remained in her room for the rest of the day. No one was home. She probably could've sat on the couch and watched movies and eat junk food, but she didn't have the energy for anything. How had she gotten to this point? It was her fault Twister was kissing Amanda in the first place. What had she expected? For Twister to not date her but not date anyone else either? Sort of. That's how it had been the rest of their lives. This just seemed to come out of nowhere for her and hit her hard. She felt so stupid for crying or for being jealous but she couldn't stop. It's like her emotions were taking over her even when she tried to fight it.
She heard a knock on the door. She assumed her dad had gotten home and was checking if she wanted dinner.
"I'm not hungry," she called.
"Good, I don't have food," she heard Sam's voice reply as he slowly cracked the door open, checking to make sure that was okay.
"Sam," she said in surprise.
"Twister told me what happened," he said softly, going over to give her a hug. She felt like she was going to start crying again but this time she was able to stop herself.
"Twister? He saw me?" She was so embarrassed. She thought she had gotten away undetected but apparently not.
"Eddie told him."
"Of course he did," Reggie cringed.
"He wanted to come here but he's not really sure where he stands with you right now."
"Sam," Reggie said miserably. "I messed everything. You were right. And now he's with her and I just—"
"Reggie," he paused. "He cut things off with them."
"What? Because of me?"
"In a way, but not because of you being there today," Sam said knowing what she was thinking. "Eddie didn't talk to him until after she had already left."
"What do you mean 'in a way'"?
"As you already know, she kissed him. But I guess you didn't see the aftermath of that. He told her he was really sorry but he couldn't do it. He said he was in love with someone else. She told him she had suspected that; didn't seem too heartbroken."
Reggie was in disbelief as she tried to process everything he had told her. He continued, getting more serious as he spoke.
"Reggie, listen. I know you've been really confused but you need to figure out what you want and you need to have an honest conversation with Twister about it. Let yourself be vulnerable. You know you can be with him and he deserves that from you. Just think about it."
He didn't wait for her to respond, but walked back out the door, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
Reggie was so anxious to go talk to Twister the next day; she had trouble sleeping. She woke up way earlier than she should've and kept looking out the window to see if Twister's parents had left for work yet. She had spent time making sure she looked good but didn't necessarily want to look like she had gotten ready. She knew it was dumb. Twister was her best friend and had seen her at her worst. She still couldn't help it. She didn't want to look like she had put in way too much effort to go see him but she still wanted to impress him. She wore a cute, gray pair of soft athletic shorts and a fitted t-shirt. She kept switching between wearing her hair up or down and landed on up. She put on a tiny bit of mascara and a chapstick that had a slight tint of color. She looked out again and the car was no longer in front of his house. She knew his door would be unlocked so she walked in and went up the stairs, glancing at the open bedroom door. It was Lars' old room but it had been converted into a sewing station. She knocked on Twister's door. She waited a few seconds before she creaked it open. Twister was sitting up and rubbing his eyes, clearly having just woken up from her knock.
"Oh, sorry. Um, I'll come back later," she said.
"No, it's fine," Twister said drowsily, scooting over in the bed so she could sit on the edge.
"I heard about Amanda," she said sympathetically. "I'm sorry."
Twister shrugged. "It's my own fault."
"I think it's mine actually," Reggie said, looking down and then back at him. "I kind of made a mess of things. I didn't mean to toy with your emotions. All the reasons I gave before... you know, for us not being together. They seem so stupid now. I guess I was afraid. I just never wanted to lose you."
Twister's eyes were so comforting as she opened up to him.
"You could never lose me, Reg," he said softly.
She couldn't help herself. She leaned forward and kissed him. So many feelings rushed through her body as she did. Kissing him felt so right and it gave her the courage to say the one truth she hadn't been sure if she was ready to share with him.
"I love you, Twister."
Twister smiled. "I love you too."
And he pressed forward to kiss her again.