Chapter 11- "She will never love you."

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* * * ECHO's POV * * *

Before I got up for school I dialed Matt’s number. “If he doesn't answer, I don’t get to go to school” I told myself. Because if he did not answer I was not going to go to lunch and get rejected awkwardly at our table then be forced to eat in the bathroom like the rejects do in movies. I refuse to eat in the bathroom, that is wrong and unsanitary in my opinion.

It rang and rang and rang. all I got was his voice mail and I mentally cursed in my head. I hesitated before trying again. He did not answer the second time. I sighed and got up out of bed. I sluggishly made my way over to my bathroom. I examined myself in the large mirror above my white sink. My eyes were red and puffy from crying myself to sleep. Not that I recall getting any sleep at all. I decided to skip a shower and threw my hair up in a ponytail.

My stomach grumbled. As much as I wanted to refuse its needs and go back to sleep, food sounded like the best therapy for my little messed up heart. When I shuffle into my kitchen, the sun was shining brightly through the curtain. I had to cover my eyes and keep my inner self from screaming in terror. Once I reached the counter I noticed the CD player on the and decide that I should make some breakfast to some upbeat music to make me feel better.

When I realized all my good CDs were in my car, I began running out the door, I unlock my Wrangler and open up the passenger side door. All my CDs were in my glove box so I swung it open to take a peek at my music selection. To my surprise I found the CD I refuse to listen to the other day and pick it up.

“Ashley would want me to listen to this.” I mumble to myself. I grabbed that and my ‘Hype Mix’ just incase Ashley’s mix was going to be way too sad for me to cook with, or even listen to for that matter. When I strolled into the house and popped it in, it began with Me and Ashley’s favourite song and when I skipped through the whole thing, all the songs Ashley and I have ever jammed to in my Jeep where on there. I tried to put on a happy face and get my ingredients for an amazing breakfast.

Not a single sad song was on this mix as I dance around the kitchen and sang along to all the songs. It was like Ashley was with me in some way and I think I now understand what the message was about. It was for a moment when she couldn’t assist me at a time like this. I try and hold back my tears while I shoveled my omelette into my mouth.

Picking up my phone, I dialed Ashley. I thought it would at least nice to leave a voicemail and maybe she would be happy the mix has been used the way she would want it to be. When the phone beeps, I know it is time to speak.

“Hey Ash, I found that mix CD you made. It is being put to good use. Ashley,” I paused to take a deep breath. “I don’t know what I did and you aren’t being fair about it either. Best friends are suppose to be honest and I cannot fix what I have done without you telling me what I did. I am confused and I don’t know what to do. We have never ever got into a problem. I miss you and I need you. Call me back please.” I pushed the end button on my phone. That was all I could say to something like this.

After eating breakfast I decided to go for a run. I slipped on some comfy shorts and a sports bra. Grabbing my phone and headphones I walked out of the house and began to run. I didn’t know where I was running to but I knew I had to run it all off. A morning is good when you start running. I used to do it when I played soccer. the word soccer plays in my head. Matt and Ashley used to help me practice all the time. It hurt me and my chest began to ache with the longing of my friends back at my side. I had gone too long without my friends.

I cut the street corner when my phone buzzed. I jumped and I felt panicked, looking down to quickly see who it was. When I saw ‘Sabrina’ as the one who text me, i stopped my run to see what she had wanted. Sabrina had told me she was in town and wanted to know if I wanted to do something.

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