Finally Free - Charlie Gillespie

Chapter Eighty-six

🚨POSSIBLE TW🚨
Kenedi
I pace back forth in my room covering my eyes trying to hold back my tears. It just suddenly hit me out of nowhere that Sofia won't be at the wedding.

Maybe I should just cancel the wedding. How am I supposed to have my wedding without either of my maid of honors? Heer went back home and the situation with Sofia is still shitty. I know I still have Zion, but really?

The wedding is supposed to start in an hour and I haven't even started getting ready yet. I know I said I'd be okay without Sofia, but I'm not okay at all. I still need her. She's my person.

I shakily walk into the bathroom and splash cold water on my face. I've been crying so much since Charlie left that I had a headache. Not exactly how I planned my wedding going.

I pat my face dry while sniffling then freeze seeing Charlie's blade for shaving. I close my eyes holding my breath. I have better coping mechanisms than that. I'm better than that.

I clench my hands into fists then slowly shake them out. I start pacing the bathroom then look at myself in the mirror.

How did I let a guy come in between me and my best friend?

I finally understand why she was so hurt now. I chose a guy over her. Sisters before misters. And now I'll never get the chance to apologize. I really am the world's shittiest friend.

I shakily grab Charlie's blade and slowly sit down in the bath tub just looking at it. I know I shouldn't, but if I accidentally cut my finger while putting it away, that doesn't count. Right?

I turn my phone over and pull the polaroid picture of me and Sofia out of the case. I smile sadly looking at how happy we were then hold it to my chest.

I hesitantly pull her contact up and sniffle quietly seeing the red letters next to her name. Emergency Contact. I should probably take that out, shouldn't I?

I stare at the screen for what feels like a life time before I press the call button. I didn't even realize I called her until the phone started ringing and I started panicking.

"Hello?" I bite my lip hearing her voice. God I miss her so fucking much. "Kenedi, are you okay?" The concern in her voice makes me whimper. I cover my mouth not wanting her to hear. "Kenedi, I need you to talk to me, okay? Where are you?"

"I'm sorry." I start to hang up when I hear her start talking again.

"Babe, I'm on my way. I'm like five minutes away. Please just keep talking to me." I freeze letting out a shaky breath I didn't realize I was holding in.

"Y-you're coming-g?" I can hear the light smile in her voice.

"I know that we're not on the greatest of terms, but I also knew that I would hate myself if I were to miss your wedding. And...I still love you. More than anyone."

I bury my face in my knees feeling even worse. She's the best person I've ever met and look at how shitty I've treated her. And yet, she's still coming to my wedding and she still loves me.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

"Hey, hey. Ken, just breathe. Breathe." I listen to her breathing pattern and try to copy it. Now I know for a fact that I can't get married today.

I shakily grab the washcloth hanging up next to the shower and wipe my nose with it. I go to close Charlie's blade and gasp as it slips between my fingers.

"FUCK!"

"KENEDI?! Kenedi, what's wrong? What happened?! I'm running in right now!" I shakily wrap the washcloth around my wrist holding my breath. It's already bleeding through staining the white with a dark red.