Chapter Three

Becky was pacing back and forth worriedly. When I slammed the door she looked up.

 "Chelsea!" she cried running to me. She tried to touch me, but I got stiff. I turned my head so that I didn't have to see her face. "Chelsea, I'm so sorry."

 "Not as sorry as you will be if you mess with me again, Becky," I said turning to face her.

 "What is that supposed to mean?" Becky cried. "All I did was-"

 "I know what you did! Ok? I get it! But you never told me and you know Sarah is - was - my best friend!" I cried.

 "Look, I'm sorry!" Becky cried.

 "Sorry? Sorry! That's all anyone can say anymore! I know you're sorry and I want to forgive you, but in my heart, well...I know that I can't. I'm...sorry," I said to her turning to leave.

 "Wait, Chelsea," Becky started. I turned back around. Then she sat down on the steps to the second floor. I wiped the strands of hair away from her eyes. "I'm sorry." I closed my eyes and nodded.

 "Yeah, I know," I said. I kissed the top of her head and patted it. Then I opened the door up and walked out of it slowly. Becky sighed as I closed the door. Then I walked down the sidewalk and turned the corner. I didn't know which house was Anneliese's, but then I called her cell phone number.

 "Hello?" Anna's voice spoke.

 "Uh...hey, Anna, it's me, Chelsea," I said.

 "Oh, hey, Chelsea," Anneliese said.

 "Hi, I was just wondering which house was yours?" I asked.

 "Oh, it's the blue one," Anneliese said.

 "Oh, ok," I said. Then I walked a little ways until I saw the blue house. It was pretty on the outside. I saw Anneliese in the backyard and then I called out her name. She turned around and waved. She ran to me.

 "Hi!" Anneliese said. She took my hand and took me to the backyard.