A Beacon To My Blues

Bestfriend's Can Be Bitches Too[14]

______ ciara's pov ___________

Mill's let's meet - message sent.

It's been 5 hours since then. And mila's yet to reply. That's a first. It's never been this late.

So, i decided to just barge into her house and see what the heck is she exactly busy with.

Mila's parents are quiet wealthy as well, but there was one thing they weren't able to provide her with, time and love. mila's parents were the type who would forget their family because they are busy with work.

That is the reason why she always struggles with trusting people. Yes. She has many friends, but she says that there's only one she trusts though.

It's the same for me.

As i expected no one's home, some business trip again kept her parents busy. "Mill's.." i shouted while heading to her room upstairs.

Still no response.. maybe she's sleeping. I thought as i slowly pushed open her door trying super hard to not make much noise.

"Bitch why ain't you answering my phone" i couldn't keep it in when i saw her sitting there super comfortably, and packing clothes.... Wait, packing.

"What are you packing for?" I continued in a breath not giving her enough time to response.

"Hey"she greeted with a pathetic tired smile and lifeless eyes. "Mila, we need to talk" i said as i moved the curtains, letting the evening rays into the room. I sat myself on the couch making sure the gloomy vibe is off the window now.

"Mila, what's wrong babe" i asked one more time as i held her hands in mine."i am moving Spain" she said as she looked at our hands that were held together.

"When" that was all i could say, there were tons of questions running wild in my head.

"Tomorrow". Tomorrow, we have one day. And yet. She didn't even think of spending time with me. "So, you decided to tell this once you landed in Spain" i spat. I was not told, but she might have her reasons and i understand that. It could even be about timing or she must not be prepared to tell yet. I understand all of that shit. But one day.

And i was still kept in the dark, what if i didn't visit today.... I couldn't even completely imagine that scenario.that's cruel.

"Since you are busy with all this i will be on my way then. Bye." I said expecting she would stop me, giving me some lousy reasons or something at all.

But her hand never held on to mine, not even a word, i walked out of the room with no reaction from her side.

I just ran back to my car, and pulled out of the drive way. Wanting to get away as far and fast as possible.

I drove through the roads aimlessly, but, it was as my mind had it's own destination.

i stopped the car right under the apricot tree. The very same one i used to visit when i was a child.

It looked the same as i remember, i took off my shoes and stepped out of the car letting my bare foot feel the crispy sand underneath my skin. It felt just the same as it was in my childhood, Only that the people i used to visit with are one less now. Everything Else was just the way i remember.

The apricot tree, the sparkly sand under the sun. a wide blue ocean above which lied radiant blue skies,the sea looked as though it was reflection of the skies above,

I let the cold breeze hit me soothing my nerves,instantly feeling relaxed. I still remember it like yesterday. This was our little secret spot, everytime grandpa bought me here i would be overjoyed running here and there, making sand castles which would wash away along with the big tide, but i would do it all over again. Never tired, i would do it thinking that the next one would be super strong that it wound win over the tide.

How stupid, i chuckled as all those memories kept reminiscing in my head. I wish I could do that now though, you know just stand every time something knocks me down...

I sat there showering in the evening sun, it was a beautiful scene, the orange hue reflecting all over the sea making it look fiery yet peaceful, time flew and i knew that i had to go back.

Tomorrow is a busy day, i need to go shopping, choose a dress. Go out in the evening with that jerk to choose rings for our wedding.

My headache grew as i kept remembering all the things i had to do. And just like that the most awaiting ceremony in one's life. drums roll the wedding began.