I walked down the streets, it was late, around 7 so the sun was starting to set. There was a breeze coming through with was chilling me to the bone.
As I walked past certain places in Paris I could almost see memories of me and Kim. Then I stopped in front of the Louvre museum.
Home.
I used to skate around while Nathaniel was drawing, it was there Alya got close to cracking the order of the guardians.
Tears pecked at my eyes, but I turned away, continuing to walk down the street.
It was only a few more blocks to Kim's place and I had to admit, I was nervous.
What if he was different?
What if he forgot about me?
What if he doesn't understand?
So many what if's floated through my head I started to get a headache.
I walked up onto his porch and held my hand up in a fist, preparing to knock on the door. I had to think for a second to remember the knock me and Kim created for each other.
I hesitated, looking down at my anklet. I swallowed and started a series of knocks.
Moments later I heard a crash and the door swung open. I smirked, immediately feeling at home in Kim's presence.
"It's been a few Friday's since I've seen you Meathead, where've you been?", I quipped, a smile dancing across my lips.
Kim had immediately looked down, probably assuming that I'd still be as short as I was 4 years ago. "My face is up here", I said, trying not to laugh at his shocked face.
It took me snapping to bring him to reality. "Alix", he muttered.
I rolled my eyes.
"No it's Chloe", I blinked, trying to look serious. Moments later we were both laughing, not knowing the other one felt at peace seeing the other.
After we'd finished laughing Kim responded to my first question. "Well it's a little hard to bike across the ocean", Kim joked.
I walked towards my best friend, wrapping my arms around his neck, which was actually reachable for me now.
Kim seemed shocked by the sudden movement but hugged me back anyways. "I missed you Alix", Kim whispered.
I smiled into his shoulder. "I missed you too idiot", I grinned.
When we let go I adjusted my hands so they where on my hips. "So are you going to invite me in or are we going to awkwardly stand here in the wind?", I raised my eyebrow.
Kim winced and opened the door. I walked into the living room, yup still the same, well if you can call a pizza slice stuck to the ceiling the same.
Kim's parents had moved to Oregon a few months back so Kim had the place to himself. I sat down on the couch after moving aside a Nintendo switch and a few games.
Kim sat next to me immediately putting his feet up on the coffee table. I chuckled, same old Kim.
Then he turned to me, a serious look on his face. "What are you doing here Alix? Not that I mind, but is been four years, why show up now?", Kim inquired, hitting all the wrong points.
I looked at the ceiling, focusing on that pizza slice. I was trying to process and figure out what to say.
But instead of saying anything my tears beat me to it. I felt the cold tears run down my cheeks.
I was bothered that the first day I'm back, I was already having all these problems. Isn't the first day supposed to be good?
"Alix?", Kim muttered. Apparently he'd noticed the tears.
"They're gone Kim", I choked out. "They're gone", I repeated.
Facing him was almost harder than saying that, he seemed to understand immediately and pulled me in for a hug.
I hadn't really cried about it yet, not with someone else, none of my friends even knew!
I hadn't talked about it, I missed the funeral. It didn't feel like they were gone even though I knew they were. Me and Kim sat like that for a long time.
Together.
For the first time in fourever.
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I was not in the mood to find Alix right now. What did she think she was doing?
I swing across rooftops looking for the red haired girl. I had already had to fight Kim, which I really didn't want to do.
I knew he'd had a lot of problems after Alix left. It started with just distancing himself from us but soon enough I'd heard he was drinking and he'd gotten kicked off his sports team.
Then his parents died which made everything worse, especially because he didn't tell Alix that, he had lied to her.
But the two hardly talked I heard since Alix had this terrible habit of either breaking or losing her phone.
My miraculous beeped just as I landed in front of Kim's place. I looked in through a window seeing the exact girl I was looking for.
I wanted to smile at the two but I couldn't bring myself to.
I left the two alone though, I knew they'd figure things out. They didn't need me to get involved.
"Good luck with him Kubdel", I muttered, swinging off.
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Running back
FanfictionParis, full of memories, old friends, and new beginnings. It was a warm beautiful day in Paris when Alix Kubdel returned to Paris. She left at the age of fifteen because her father was moving to New York to work at the museum there. But now at th...