ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤❀

Day 11: Falling Out

AN: Wow. It's been forever, and I miss this. I miss sitting at my computer and smiling. I don't have an excuse, just an explanation: school. I finally finished, and I'm now allowed to graduate early! That's why I was gone; extra classes, and sports. I love you so much! -Augs

Content warning: Mentions of violence,  swearing, eating disorders,and a gut-wrenching plot twist.

Unknown ( you'll find out)  POV:

Journal Entry 142:

This wasn't how it was supposed to happen like this. She wasn't supposed to be caught, or shot, or anything of that sort. She was supposed to get Addy back, and I was supposed to get my best friend back. Ella wasn't meant to give Adelaide a fucking gun for starters either. 

She had way too much faith in her. I told her not to, I was in her ear the whole time, "Ella, I wouldn't. Just go along with the plan we came up with, don't bother with it. She'll be unpredic-" She cut me off. "Fucking bitch." I cracked a few knuckles, upset at my accomplice. The plan was not to kill Aimie! Just get her back to me!

When I heard the shots, and the scream so unlike any I had ever heard from Aimie, I knew it was Ella. I don't truly care about her, I just...

Ever since Addy and Aimie started dating, I never see Aims any more. She used to come out for coffee with me in the morning, we used to have sleepovers, and talk about everything. Now, it's just a few words exchanged in the dressing room, maybe a few post show, but that's it. She doesn't take the time to text me anymore, or anything. I just... I wish she'd realize that it hurts. 

I'm glad she's happy, don't get me wrong. I just... I wish that things could be like they used to. When I was the one she'd come to if she had problems, or needed a shoulder to cry on. Now it's always Addy this, Addy that, Addy, Addy, Addy. I try to talk about something I know she loves, like reading, or music, but it always circles back to her.

Flashback

"Hey Aims!!" I smiled at her from across the counter. She was doing her eye makeup, already. She always was here before me now, since Addy needed more time to do her makeup and hair and costume.

"Hi Nat," she smiled softly, not really looking away from her mirror, which was understandable. Glitter is really unforgiving, especially in bright pink. I was lucky, wearing just holographic glitter. 

"Wanna go grab coffee in between shows? I'll buy!" I sat down and started working on my eyes. I know that should work, she loves coffee.

"Actually, Addy and I were going to go out and grab a doughnut, but you're welcome to come with!"

There it is again. "Uh- no thanks, I'm on a uh- diet." I just want to spend time with her without Addy. I can see Addy smiling at Aimie through the corner of my eye.

"Oh- alright, well, just know that you're always welcome to come with!" Aimie seemed disappointed, but I don't really like Addy! She has too many issues, and is dumping them all on Aimie.

"Absolutely!" Addy smiled. Ugh.

"Thank you!" I tried not to sound sarcastic or hurt when I talked. Just put the walls up a little sooner, block off anything you might be feeling, and let it go. You can talk to her later.

Flashback over

Well, that later never came. She was always with her, on weekends, days off, holiday. I know you guys are dating or whatever, but honestly Aimie! Don't forget who let you stay on her couch when you lost your last girlfriend. Don't forget the person who helped you out of an ED. Don't forget me. Please .

Well, needless to say, once I heard the shot, I got out of there real quick. The police would be coming, and I'm not going down for this. I never agreed to half of this. I agreed that we should take her, yeah, not tie her up and torture her. I just wanted to talk to her, but I knew if Aimie figured out it was me, she'd have my hide if we made it out.

My car was hidden in a different hangar, and I was able to make it out before an ambulance or police even got the call. I think, I mean, I didn't see any on my way home. I pulled into the car park, and took the voice changer off, and threw it in a bin. Then went the gloves, and soon enough, anything that could put me there was gone. Except for phone records, but I don't necessarily know how to erase those.

I don't feel bad that I did that. I feel bad that I let Ella take it that far, but, honestly, who could blame me?

She's the person I could count on, that could count on me. Then, someone else just ran into her. It could have been over, she could have just been a, 'I should've gotten their number' sort of deal, but no, she had to be Toby Marlow's best friend, and audition for the damn musical that both of us are in. And then she had to be the best one there. For fucks sake, I can't catch a break when it comes to her.

I don't like Aimie, if that's what you're thinking. I'm not jealous that Addy gets her and not me. I'm just upset that Aims is pushing me aside for a person she hardly knows. I still need her.

We used to have inside jokes, and I miss them. I miss her. I miss my best friend. I guess I'll never get her back anymore. Oh well. 

At least I won't get caught. 

Well, I have to go, I think I'm going to try and lay low for a while. Try not to speed, or do anything like that. 

-Natalie Paris