gravity ➳ s.m.

thirty-three

Becca's P.O.V.

I tap my foot impatiently and the door slowly creaks open.

"Hi Rebecca" Natalie's mom greets. "Natalie must have texted you" Before I ask, she tells me Natalie is upstairs. I shake it off and open her bedroom door and see her pacing.

We make eye contact for a minute "What?" she asks as if she's mad. I raise a brow but just go along with it.

"Did you want anything?" she asks and I nod. "Can we talk?" I ask and she nods. We sit on her bed.

"Matt kissed me" I blurt. Oh yeah and my mom is dying, I say in my head, I don't know why I didn't tell her. She sighs and mutters something

"I thought you were with Shawn?" she asks and I shake my head. She knows that.

"Oh well sorry I can't keep up with you and your little boy toys anymore" she sneers, Ouch.

"Natalie are you okay?" I ask standing up.

"As if you'd care?"

What's wrong with her?

"I do care" I assure her.

"Really? How do you even find time to care about anything? You know with your on and off again with Shawn, using Matt, and hating Ashley. I mean what's next? Is it jack!?" she asks.

"So the truth comes out..." I don't know what to say

"You and I both know that's not the entire truth" she scowls.

"Then what's the truth!?"I raise my voice

"The truth is that you need boys to make you happy!" she bellows but she doesn't stop there

"YOU CAN'T BE INDEPENDENT ON YOUR OWN; YOU NEED SOMEONE ALL THE TIME AND YOUR NOT EVEN GRATEFUL OF THEM! GOD YOUR JUST A..." she begins and I wipe away a tear.

"A WHAT NATALIE!?" I know what she is going to say, I just want to see if she will say it.

"A SLUT, YOU, YOU TREAT PEOPLE LIKE TOYS AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS BECAUSE YOUR TO CAUGHT UP IN YOUR OWN BULLSHIT TO NOTICE SOMETHINGS WRONG, BUT YOU WOULDN'T CARE ANYWAYS BECAUSE IT'S SO BAD FOR YOU, RIGHT?" I try to hide my tears as she continues. This isn't just about me anymore.

It was always Natalie who I came to, because she always knocked some sense into me. I never thought I would hear HER say THOSE words. If only she knew as we speak my mother was dying. But she doesn't.

And I needed her too tell me the truth. I wipe away the tears and put on a fake smile.

"I'm sorry you feel that way" I say with a sniffle.

"I'm gonna go now" I tell her instead of storming out.

"That would probably be best" She says avoiding contact. My lip quivers but I bite it to hold it down, and nod.

I pace down the stairs and out the door before Sara could stop me. I slide my back down the front door and pound my fist on the cement.

Seven words just ended a ten year friendship.

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A\N :

Okay i'd barely call this a chapter....

But yay double update !

What do you guys think's up with Nat ?

Idk but I need sleep

bYe GUYS !!!

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