𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡

6

ANTHEA

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Ever since I could remember, my weekends were always filled with someone. We would plan out every minute, from sleepovers to movie marathons and endless rounds of gossip. But this weekend, I decided to do something different. I wanted to spend some time alone, just me, myself, and I. It wasn't that I didn't love them, I just needed some solitary moments to clear my mind and recharge on my own terms.

As Friday evening rolled around, I watched the boys excitedly make plans for the weekend. They asked me if I wanted to join them, but I politely declined, telling them I wanted to have some alone time. They were taken aback, wondering why I would want to spend my weekend without them. But I assured them that everything was okay and that I just needed some time to myself.

As they left, I felt a little unsure of my decision. What would I do all weekend alone? The thought of spending two days without any plans seemed daunting at first, but I pushed those thoughts aside and promised myself that I would make the most of it.

However, the thought of spending the entire weekend in solitude didn't last long. Saturday afternoon, I received a message from Hannah. It had been a while since we had hung out, and despite everything feeling a little off lately, I was still glad to hear from her.

Hey, want to hang out today?

I paused for a moment before replying. The quiet weekend I had planned suddenly seemed a bit less appealing. But then I thought about it—maybe hanging out with Hannah would be the perfect balance I needed. We hadn't spent time together in ages, and despite her strange behavior recently, I was still her friend. She could use a break too, just like I could.

Sure, let's meet up. Where do you want to go?

She responded almost immediately.

How about that park near your place? I could use a walk.

I smiled at the thought. It was simple, just a walk, but sometimes the best moments came from the simplest plans. I quickly got ready and made my way to the park.

When I arrived, I found Hannah sitting on a bench, her face a little distant but not as cold as it had been in class. She looked up as I approached and gave me a small, genuine smile, though her eyes still seemed troubled.

"Hey," I greeted, sitting down beside her.

"Hey," she replied, her voice soft. "Thanks for coming. I know it's been a weird couple of days."

I nodded, not entirely sure how to respond. There was a lot left unsaid between us, and I wasn't sure if now was the right time to address it.

We started walking along the path, the silence between us comfortable, but heavy with unspoken words. As we walked, I found myself looking over at her hands every now and then, still wondering what had happened the day before. She was trying to hide them, but I knew she hadn't forgotten. And neither had I.

"Everything okay?" I finally asked, unable to hold it in any longer.

Hannah glanced at me, her eyes flicking away before she looked back down at her hands. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... needed some time to think, you know?" She gave a half-hearted shrug, but I could see the tension in her shoulders.

I wasn't convinced. There was something off, something she wasn't saying. But I decided not to push her. Maybe she wasn't ready to talk about it yet.

We continued walking, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. I decided to try again, pushing just a little further.