Part Four I arrived at choir practice to notice that Sarah wasn't there. This was weird as she was always early. She loved choir, it was one of the few things she looked forward during the week. I asked around to see where she was but nobody knew anything. I sat down and waited for her to arrive hoping that she was turn up. Sitting in front of the male section I always heard the ins and out of what was happening in church. Yet they say women are the gossips?! I now beg to differ. Just as practice was about to start, I hear one of the older men talking. "I don't see Sarah here today. Is she alright? She never misses practise". "Did you not hear? John and Sarah broke up last night. Apparently John has been cheating on her for months and she only found out the other day. They broke up? What the hell! I thought they would be together forever. Obviously I was wrong. John looks absolutely fine about it though. Bet his bit on the side is a complete tramp. I'll give Sarah a text later to see if she is alright. She'll tell me off if text her now. The practice went on as usual. I threw myself into it as not to over think why John would cheat on Sarah. He had certainly gone down in my estimations. I no longer thought of him this hot Adonis that I go to the gym with, who looked amazing covered in sweat. I saw him as this pig who cheated on my friend. Should I ask him where she is and act as if I don't know anything. I am the new girl after all. I get the gossip weeks after it was relevant. I will. He will never know anything. When practice had finished I put my books away, said goodbyes to people then went to talk to John. "Hi John, I was wondering where Sarah was? I miss my partner in crime. It's weird not singing next to her." I said trying not to blush or sound inconspicuous. "Oh...she isn't very well. I'll let her know that you asked after her" he replied very quickly and ran off. As if he just lied to myself. What sort of self respecting man does that. I bet he thinks I know what happened as I'm friends with Sarah I drove home confused as to what had happened this evening. My friend had broken up with her boyfriend as he had cheated on her. 22:10, SMS Me: Hey Sarah. I missed you at practice tonight. I over heard the old guys say that you and John finished. Are you ok? B 22:15, SMS Sarah: Hi, yeah it's true and no I'm bloody not. He cheated on me with some 20yr old blonde skank. You lot are all the same. Taking people's boyfriends off them. Leave me alone Brooke. You've done enough already What the fuck just happened?! I swear Sarah thinks it's me who John was cheating on her with. Why would she think that? I've been nothing but nice to her since I moved. She has taken me under her wing at church, introduced me to amazing people and been the big sister I never had. I haven't even flirted with John. Have I? I may have smiled at him a few times but that was just out of embarrassment or politeness. I haven't had any feelings for him since I hooked up with Kyle. What would make her think that I had anything to do with it. Tonight had been a complete right off. So I decided to have a large glass of wine, shower and go to bed. It might all be a dream no when I wake up in the morning it won't have happened. John and Sarah will be together and Sarah won't hate me for some unknown reason. I woke up the next morning feeing refreshed and ready to take on the world, yet I still had this lingering sense that last night wasn't a dream and that Sarah honestly believed her break up with John was my fault. What could I do to convince her that I have nothing to do with it. If I asked Andy for advice he would more than likely say "Fuck him, then you can at least tell her that her man was shit in the sack and a cheater. You did her a favour." He was such a man when it came to his sort of thing. Why didn't I have a girlfriend I could call to talk this through with. There was always my mother. Well that wouldn't work as she would probably tell me to ignore the situation. Anything for a quiet #life, that's my mother. Great little support system I had. NOT. Andy was coming up on Friday night. Maybe some A and B time would help. Friday came around so quickly I couldn't believe it. I had finished work early so I could prepare Andy's favourite meal. It felt good to be doing something for someone I loved. As soon as I got home I showered, put on comfy clothes and started cooking when Andy walked through the door and shouted "Tinseltits! I'm home. Come give the love of your #life a massive kiss." Instantly I ran towards him and threw my arms around him. It was great to see. He was like a breathe of fresh air. Cleanly shaved, tailored suit and my favourite aftershave on. He knew how to make a girl fall to her knees without trying. I love this for it even though it never worked on me. We walked into the kitchen and I cracked open the vodka and poured him a double on the rocks. I honestly don't know how he does it. "What's going on baby girl? You have broken our golden rule...Never look like shit if the there has travelled to see you". He said lovingly as he put his empty glass on the counter. I told him about John and Sarah. "That stupid bitch. How dare she say that about you. I'm the slut in this relationship not you. Is she fat? I bet she is. All fat girls blame the hotties when it all goes wrong." I gave a weak laugh and replied "No she sign fat. She's about the same as me. Your such a bum head but I love you. I just don't understand why she would think that. But who care about her. It's A and B time. Tell me what's going on with you and what's happening back home, while you help me make dinner. It's your favourite! We ate dinner, drank and spoke about the guys back home and the many, many girls Andy had hooked up with. It was good to have him here. He always made me feel better. It was Sunday and I hadn't spoken to Sarah since her she last messaged me and the was Wednesday. I'm hoping she is alright and realises that it wasn't me who broke her and John up. Only time would tell and that time was very soon. I headed to church with a slight worry as I didn't know what to expect. Had Sarah told others I was the reason that they had split? Would she even be there? I arrived and took my seat in the congregation at the back so no one would know I was actually there. Well until the choir sang. I couldn't see Sarah anywhere, Then at the last minute she came out of the music room. Stared at me then sat down with her family. Yeah....she still thought it was me. I honestly didn't know what to do to make her see that it wasn't me. The service went by like a blur. I don't remember what the sermon was about, let alone going up to sing. I didn't stay for tea afterwards. I just got into the car and drove home. I did that whole angry girl driving home thing. You know, loud angry metal music and speeding. Standard annoyed/confused/pissed off girl driving. 12:52, SMS John: Hey Brooke. I didn't get a chance to say hello this morning. Are you ok? X What the hell was he texting me for? Being all confused and angry I instantly replied 12:54, SMS Me: No I'm not bloody ok. Your fucking ex girlfriend thinks I'm the reason you two broke up. If you could have a word with the the stupid bitch I would really appreciate it. B 12:57, SMS John: Oh, I see. Did she say actually say you? Do you want me to have a word? X 12:58, SMS Me: No, but it was implied very strongly and she said "you've done enough already". What the fuck have I done apart from move and be polite? What? Please tell me as I would really like to fucking know. B I couldn't be doing with this. So I decided to go to the gym to work out my anger. It always seemed like he best option. Maybe hitting the punch bag would work out some of my frustration. We shall see.