My dear ol' friend!

Chapter 2:

I sat there as silence filled the room but it wasn't a relaxing and or pleasant one it was an awkward silence that made the both of us tense up.
After a while I tried breaking the silence and blankly said "Let's just eat and think over this information in the morning again, ok...?"
My dad nodded in agreement. So we ate and didn't talked a word. Neither did we looked at each other. My dad was probably worrying about my wellbeing as I was the one that really loved living in this house. Especially since mom died. She died in an accident on her work 4 years ago. The building was set in flames and yeah most people didn't get out just a couple. Since then me and dad lived alone but we were still happy that we had each other. The only thing is that my mother was the one who had the job that payed the most so it was hard to always pay the money for our house.
I really missed my mother and I always will but the we both luckily recovered from the pain. Tho it took like 3 years to really get it over with and don't cry when just thinking over her. I mean I was 14 when she died and we had a really strong connection to each other. She was the person I would always go to if I had bigger or even smaller problems. But now my dad and I have an even stronger father-daughter relationship because we both felt the same pain loosing her. As we finished eating my dad spoke up with a slightly broken voice. He was probably thinking the same as me...
"Y/N I'm gonna do the dishes you can go upstairs to your room already..."
I replied with a barely audible "ok" and went to my room where I shut the door and layer sat down on my bed. I looked around in my room and mentally went trough all the rooms of the house as a couple of tears started streaming down my cheeks, to my chin until they eventually fell down on my lap. 'Gosh,... I- I don't want to leave this house, this neighbourhood. Hell I even don't want to change my school...' I took my mobile phone and wrote a message to Y/B/F (Your best friend) that she should call me as soon as she could.
Not even ten minutes later my phone rang with the familiar ringtone.
I picked it up and took the call, it was Y/B/F. I smiled a little when I thought about how she always was there for me. I had a couple of friends in or outside of school to but she was the only one I knew I could tell EVERYTHING. She was always there for me and I was always there for her. From my phone started started to speak the familiar soft voice of my best friend.
"Hey Y/N what's up? Is everything alright?" she asked as because she probably heard me sniff a little while crying.
"Yeah so I got a problem... It's... no we..."
"Slowly, slowly, take a deep breath in ... and out... Ok? Now you can talk."
I did as she told me and it worked a little but so I could organize my chaotic mind a little bit. "So, me and my dad we... we have to move away Y/N..."
"Ok well you will probably miss your house and your friends at school right?"
"Yeah and you even more."
"Hey, hey listen, what's so bad about a new start you can even make new friends and maybe you can finally get a boyfriend too?" I chuckled slightly between my quiete sobs because I knew she would say that. Even tho I always told her that I didn't wanted a boyfriend.
"No really Y/N it's a good opportunity to socialize some more, now isn't it?" "But what about you and my other friends and-" I wanted to question but got cut off. "You know that we will always stay in contact per phone so we can always call each other if something goes wrong or we just want to talk. Aaannnddd we can still visit each other! Did you really thought I would just let you go like this and be happy with just calling you time from time?!" I laughed a little as I imagined her priceless expression while saying this.
"I know, I know, it's just that I don't really want to go away."
"What's the reason anyways that you both have to, I mean it could be because of... Wait a damn minute! IS IT BECAUSE OF YOUR HOUSE?! How often have I told you that you could get money from us!"
"No Y/B/F, I just can't accept money from you we couldn't stay here forever anyways. So I guess it's alright. Your already doing too much for me or even us sometimes."
"No I'm not doing enough. And you know that you both still could take the small house next to ours because we could still let it to you guys..."
"Thanks Y/B/F I'm really greatful for having such a friend as you,-"
"Does that mean you will move in?!"
"No, we can't my dad decided it would be best if we moved back into our old town so his job is closer too. But we will still buy a house. Tho it will be smaller one because it's just the two of us."
"Oh well ok. Then I think there'snothing to do about it. BUT I will still visit you every or every second weekend, ok?!"
"Yes, ok I would really apprectiat that. And maybe I could give you a small tour through the town I mean I still remember a couple of things there."
" Uhhh, yeah... And I BET you still remember a couple of people from there, now do you?"
"Yeah. Probably, not right now but if I see them. I remember when I was little one girl... do you remember her. I told you about her."
"Yeah, what was her name again Susie?"
"No I don't think so. Tho I don't really remember. But maybe I'll see her again too!"
"Ok well then it's getting late Y/N. We both should go to bed and sleep. After all you need to be rested for the moving... wait when are you even moving?"
"I don't know dad didn't tell me till now. But it will probably still be in our holidays..."
"I guess so..."
"Ok so well, sweet dreams! And I will keep you updated every day, ok?"
"Yes do that, bye N/N (nickname). Sleep well!"
"You too, bye Y/B/N (your best friends nickname)."
With that we both hung up and I put my phone on the sidetable next to the head of my bed.
"Well, let's get ready and get some rest" I murmured, stood up, stretched my legs, back and arms a little bit and got ready till I finally could crawl under your covers. Yawning you held a hand in front of your mouth and laid comfortable in your bed and slowly fell asleep while your thoughts went to your old neighbourhood and the friends you had there, during your childhood.