Chapter 41 [Aimee]A Chapter by Isabella BallmanI
was so caught by surprise. My
best friend Thea showed up at my door. I
still don’t know what the think. Should I be sad she’s dead, or happy she’s
here? I don’t know. We
hugged for the longest time. She was crying, but not me. I was too surprised to
cry. We
had been best friends since grade school. I thought she was straight… But
she kissed me. We hugged and then she kissed me. I kissed her back. Next thing
we were in the bedroom. I told her all about the escapades in Hell, and then we
went back to the bedroom again. And
then f*****g Kris ruined it all. Why did I have to sleep with him? Ugh,
I feel like a dirty s**t. I
don’t like him at all. I mean maybe I had a little crush, and sleeping with him
was great, but I legit don’t like him. He’s too good of a friend to like, like
that. Plus
I don’t even really like guys that much. Thea
is beautiful. Many nights I have stayed awake thinking about her; crushing on
her. I never acted on my crush though, because I love Skye. Then again, Thea
was always there for me when Skye wasn’t. Skye was out f*****g other people.
Men. And
I feel so selfish. I have known Thea longer. She was my best friend. And I
chose Skye over her, to watch always. No,
it was the right thing to do. I don’t think I could handle seeing Thea
everyday. It would break my heart. Thea
walks up behind me and hugs my waist, resting her chin on my shoulder. I put
one of my hands on top of hers, and run the other one through her wavy black
hair. “Hi.”
She says in a cute voice. I
did see her occasionally, when Skye went to the funeral, at parties Skye went
to, and stuff like that. But rarely. Thea and Skye didn’t get along. “Hey
babe.” I say. Some how saying that makes me get tears in my eyes. I always call
Thea babe, but it’s been so long since I have. “Kris
seems cool.” She says. I
blink the tears out of my eyes, and turn around to see her. She’s a tad taller
than me. Her arms are wrap around my waist. “Thea…
how did you die?” I ask her. She gulps and releases me from her embrace. “I…”
She starts, and then she stops. “I choked on a candy necklace.” She
bursts out in tears. I watch her glazed over eyes as she does, and then wrap my
arms around her neck, holding her. “It’s
such a dumb way to die!” She sobs. “20 years of my life and a stupid f*****g
candy necklace ended it all.” I
stroke her hair. “I
know, death is awful. It doesn’t make any sense.” I tell her. She
pulls away from me and wipes her eyes. “I
never found out how you died. Skye never told me.” She says. I
tell her the whole story. She
doesn’t talk for a long time. “You’re
selfish.” She says in a low voice after a while. “What….
How?” I ask, offended. What the f**k? “You
tried to end someone’s life.” She says. “I
wasn’t thinking straight.” I say. “You
left me.” Thea says. My
heart explodes. I did leave her. She
stares at me and her eyes burn right through me. I
can’t think of what to say. How am I supposed to respond? It doesn’t seem right
to say, “I’m sorry.” “You’re
right. I did.” I say, quietly. “You
didn’t even f*****g realize till now, did you?” She says, looking disgusting
with me. She knows me too well. “Thea…
I love you!” “You
love Skye. That’s obviously who you love.” Thea says, looking me straight in
the eye. My stomach flips. Thea
gets up, and walks out of the room. I watch her long legs. They’re graceful and
stern with muscle outline, and they’re stiff as she walks. I run up and grab
her waist. “Just
listen to me Thea.” I say. “Get
the f**k off me!” She says, pushing me away. But I hold onto her tight. “I
really do love you Thea.” I whisper into her ear. “It’s just all this time…
I’ve been blinded with rage.” Thea
tries to push off me again but I’m stronger than her. “I
know you can’t forgive me, babe.” “Don’t
f*****g call me that.” She says, starting to cry. “But
you’re going to need a friend here. I’m the only one you have.” I tell her. She
stops fighting. I let go of her, and she turns around to face me. “I
told that Keith guy I would just stay here. I’ll have the bed. You can have the
couch.” She says. Tears run down her face but her expression is stone. © 2012 Isabella Ballman |
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