A Swag's Secret

XVIII. Forever...Buddies

The night was blank. Jennie and me and just sat apart, without a word. Time just passed by and neither of us wanted to break the awkward silence.

The next moment Jennie walked out of her room and just seemed she would never come back. Her identity seemed pretty suspicious at the fact she behaved tonight. But I just let it go. She was....Jennie.

I finally decided I would tell her what I did. But a little fear hidden beneath me stopped me from doing it. After ages passed Jennie came back holding a picture frame.

She sat down beside me with tears in her eyes.

Something told me that her life was going on the same like mine was...

She started whimpering and then suddenly wiped away her tears and stopped crying. She handed me the picture frame. It had a picture of a man and a woman. Probably a couple. She pointed her finger on the man and whimpered,

"D-Dad died..."

I held myself in shock. Jennie's Dad died!?

" Jenn, what happened? Tell me!" I panicked.

" My dad was taking to the gift shop to get me a birthday gift but on our way back we met an accident. And to save me, he gave his life." Jennie explained.

" I am so sorry, Jennie, but why didn't you tell me about you!" I almost shouted at her.

" You know we got the same situation!" Jennie got mad at me.

At that point I kept quiet. I was like,'Jennie got an upper hand in understanding me than I understand her'

"How did you-"

"You know your family would care about you. But you still ran away from them. Is that even worth it? You were adopted but they still treated you to the fullest. But you dared to run away from them?! Can you explain that?" Jennie yelled at me.

I couldn't say a word.

She stood up and said, "You ran away from home but Mr. Carson still cared and called me saying that you would come here. He told his last words that I will take care of you for him. Lydia, I did not expect this from you. You have really let yourself down..." Saying this Jennie ran out of the room with anger that totally highlighted her face.

I told myself, Did I really do it wrong?

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Phase one has crossed by. Jennie tried to stay away from me as far as possible. Time went and she didn't bother coming back again. I stayed in her room, against my life and all alone. Jennie could be heard in the kitchen everytime, getting myself hope that she would come back and talk to me but to no avail.

Phase two consisted of Jennie's mom bringing all three time's meal to me and I couldn't help being extra embarrassed in front of her. A fake face had to be made on me. It was awkward.

Phase three got me under trouble. Jennie would cry alone and I would spot her in the corner on the way to the kitchen. I would go to comfort her and the moment I touched her shoulder, she swatted my hand bad and just answered, "I am doing fine..."

Phase four....well....you might not want to hear it but, at night when I wanted to use the washroom, I could hear sounds of Mr. Jefferson in the corridor and the next moment I would hear Jennie answer back. It was creepy indeed but when I went to check there, there was no one. It probably must have been my hallucination (Which was not).

In this way, three weeks almost passed. My gloomy face ruined my appearance and I ate really less. I just couldn't gain my weight anymore and looking in the mirror, my beauty was gone. Jennie, who was the only friend who I shared all of my deepest secrets did not seem a friend at all. I only wanted her back, all good with me...

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Many days passed and Jennie was finally spotted peeking at me from the door. I spotted her from the corner of my eye. Starting from that day, Jennie crossed my room every time to see if everything was alright. Once I took up courage to talk to her again.
So when she was almost done peeking five times. I called on her and said,
" What are are you doing here?"

Nervously she answered back, " Oh! Nothing. Just patrolling around"

I raised an eyebrow and said, " You sure about that?"

"Ye-yeah" she spoke, "Wanna join in? I was planning to go out in the pink garden"

"I'm in!" I quipped. The vibe was back...

Ahem...In the pink garden...

We walked a few distances when Jennie said.

" You don't seem fine these days."
"So do you." I answered, "Your dad died and it's not easy to accept"

"Tell me Lyd, what was up with you? Why did you run away? I seriously can't understand. I thought something wrong about you and got mad at you. Did I hurt you bad?"

"Nope! Not at all! Your my bestie Jennie. And besides you know the reason why I ran from home. They were my fake parents and I need to find my real ones. Only you can help me do it." I said.

Jennie shed a tear. I could only stay with her. We could only rely on each other.

Jennie asked me if I ever hated her. Of course my answer was in negative. Then I told her how I hated her once when she tried embarrassing me in the party we had from our school and we got the same dress. The same dress and how I handled it perfectly.

She smiled sweetly. For I knew once this sweet smile had a bitter one replaced. And we did the cool hand action again. We felt like we knew each other for generations.

A few days later Jennie suggested her mom that we move out to our new home, just me and Jenn. Our house was just opposite to where Jennie's mom was. After all she needed to spend time with her mom as she lost her dad.

I knew one thing for sure. Jennie would do anything for me to an endless extent...