Just Friends (NO LONGER WORKING ON THIS BOOK)

Chapter 2

My thumb hovered over the send button. I looked at the time, 12:18am. I know she's asleep, but I want to ask her...

I look at the message I typed over 5 minutes ago. My hand is shaky. Maybe I shouldn't. As if Justice took control of my hand, I pressed send.

Lux: Are you awake?

What am I thinking? Of course she's not! 5 minutes pass by, and I put my phone down on my nightstand. I turn over and close my eyes, but I know I won't be able to sleep tonight.

My phone buzzes.

Char: Yeah. Uhm, I think I need your help...

Lux: What's going on? Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay.

Char: In a physical way, yes.

Lux: Wdym?

Char: Okay, so, Caleb is pretty much harassing me over text and call because I told him that I wanted to break up and now I'm a bit scared that he's going to come to my house and hurt me or my family and he won't leave me alone and I don't know what to do or say.

I freeze. I mean like, what do you even do in that situation? You know, that situation where your best friend is relying on you to help her because her verbally-abusive ex boyfriend might hurt her because she wanted to break up?

I press the call button.

Hello?

Hey. Do you want me to come over? 'Cause if so, I will. I won't let him hurt you.

You don't have to-

Well, do you want me to?

... No... I'll be okay. I'm locking the doors right now.

And windows?

And windows. I'll stay safe, I promise.

Alright.

And just like that, she hangs up.

I wake up to a pitch black room. Usually, my fairy lights are on during the night, but they're not. I could've swore that I kept my lights on last night.

"Alessia? Are you here? Why are my fairy lights off?" I call out.

"Uh, yeah! The power went out at around 4! It's time to get up anyway."

I sigh and get up. I look to my left, and in my window nook, there's a bit of orange light peaking through the clouds. As I get out of bed, the memories from just a few hours ago decide to make themselves known once more. I try to ignore them the best I can, but the reminder of them makes me grow more and more tense.

As I walk outside to the bus stop, I check the time. 7:10. Definitely better than yesterday. I sit down, and there are a few other students who look to also be juniors. Five minutes later, the bus arrives.

I get on the bus, and thankfully, no one ends up sitting next to me. I wouldn't call myself a loner, though the thought of being alone rather than with people seems a lot more amusing to me. I'm more of what you'd call an introvert.

The moment we get to school, I'm immediately dreading it. Charlie really scared me last night, with the threats and all. She should be okay, considering she told me she was safe last night,

Homeroom surprisingly went by in a blur. Along with science, too. Maybe it was just the stress. I still haven't seen Charlie today, yet. Maybe she didn't go to school today. I can't really blame her, she went through a lot last night.