𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃

IV. Love Is Very Much Not In The Air

   Chapter 4,
    Love Is Very Much Not In The Air
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" Not my fault you have no heart, sometimes it's good to love a little. "

~ Deb's POV ~

  As we drove to Home Depot, I was thinking about how I was going to bring up the topic about romance but I felt like it might result in an argument which I heavily avoided. There was nothing that I hated more than confrontation, I never enjoyed how my heart raced and how my hands would begin to shake at the thought of harming someone else's feelings. But once it came to someone else's problems, I was ready to burn houses down and flood cities.

  I unbuckled my seat belt as I realized that we were in front of the hardware store, I got out of the car without saying a single word to Ophelia, after getting lost in my thoughts, I realized that I needed to think of a gentle way to bringing up the conversation. Sometimes a topic that you would like to speak about will take a week's time of preparation, taking your feelings and the other person's feelings into consideration. 

 "Lost in thought are we? you've barely said a word to me since we left campus, had I done something?"

  Ophelia broke the silence, I looked at her and smiled slightly.

"Just thinking about classes, I think they'll be easy to pass."

   I felt bad for lying but I knew that this was not a conversation to be held in public but if we seem to have the conversation in public then it should be in the private area. We walked around for a bit, grabbing a cart after five minutes. 

  We grabbed everything that we needed which was a good thing, I felt as if this saved us a trip back here the next day. We left for the check-out area, everything that we needed from Home Depot, we were able to find and pay for it. 

 "Should we go to the mall, buy some bins and buy more outfits?"

  Ophelia suggested, I looked at her and nodded my head, after we placed our items in the trunk of our car, we got into the car and buckled up. 

   "I thought you were into Winslow and maybe wanted to read a book on how to love someone else without forgetting to love yourself."

  I blurted out during our drive to the mall, the car came to a hard stop which made me jerk forward before slamming back into the seat. Ophelia looked at me before chuckling which turned into a laughter that wouldn't stop.

  "Are you kidding me right now? Winslow is like a brother to me, and nothing more. I thought you knew that."

  Ophelia snorted, I looked at her and rolled my eyes, I was really hoping for some romance between her and another human being. 

 " Not my fault you have no heart, sometimes it's good to love a little. "

I defended myself, Ophelia looked at me and smiled before she started the car back up.

"I do love a little, I just don't think that another person will be able to love me the way that I love myself."

  Ophelia muttered, I nodded my head.

 "Do you think you're ever going to find the one that will love you the way that you love yourself?"

  I asked, looking out the window.

"I don't think so, not this year anyways."

  Ophelia answered before turning on the radio, I nodded my head slightly.

  I had hope that my best friend will find the person who enjoyed her presence and her smarts as much as I did, I knew that someone would find themselves day dreaming about what a relationship would be like with her. I had complete faith that someone, whether it was a boy or a girl, they would love her more than words can ever explain.

  All that Ophelia needed to do was introduce herself and make friends with the peers in her class, then all of the chips will fall into place the way they were meant to be. I love, love but something that will always be above love, is Ophelia. Since we were little kids, I have learned a million things from her and she learned from me.

  Although love is not in the air, it didn't mean that it would avoid me or Ophelia, it just means that we haven't surpassed the obstacles to meet with our soulmates. I admit, imagining what love is going to feel was more heart racing than actually experiencing it. But I only thought this way for the reason that I never really experienced love the way I want to.