BEBEAfter the incident with Stan, I felt Wendy clinging closer to me for comfort.
She tightens her grip around my hand every time someone mentioned his name or whenever Sharon called or texted her to provide her with updates.
I also felt us along with Red and Kyle drifting away from the other girls. The four of us would sit together talking and trying to ignore everything that had happened.
I still can clearly see Stan's drunken state passed out with droplets of scarlet blood pouring out of horizontal cuts. I can tell that Kyle and Wendy also can.
Kyle's eye bags get deeper by the day as he distracts himself with school work and basketball. Wendy puts less and less effort into her physical appearance to the point she only wears lipgloss.
I'm stuck not being able to be sad over what happened since I never had any connection with him. I'm perfectly fine with that since the only thing people see about me is that I'm either a slut, a bitch or a girl with boobs instead of a brain.
Wendy has stuck by my side when whispers came out from every direction towards us. They died down eventually but that never died inside of me.
It completely distorted my self image and it went from just mascara to a full face of make up to cover my insecurities.
Recently I've feel that spark of self confidence return and my only idea why is because of my now open love for Wendy. The years of hiding it have been replaced by a girl who loves me in the same way I love her.
Red seems content through it all while everyone else is stressed and worried. She has been there for us all because of how she wasnt exposed to it. I think deep down they have a clue about what's going on but are keeping it to herself.
'Guys we should go out this afternoon together!' Red suggests.
'I can't I have to study.' Kyle replies.
I'm quick to respond. 'Give yourself a break you deserve it, Kyle.'
Wendy nods in agreement either to Reds idea or my response.
Kyle eventually gives in to our begging.
'Let's all go ice skating!' Wendy pipes in. 'Is 5 ok for all of us?' She adds on.
The bell goes and we all go home to get ready for this evening.
I picked out a pair of gloves to go under a thick sweater and a skirt with leggings underneath. I pull a beanie over my head, my curls struggling to stay still.
My phone dings from a text from Wendy.
Wendy: you should probs get going now I know ur always late to these kind of things, love you <3
Bebe: I'm heading off right now
I love you to, my love <3Wendy: stop I'm blushing so much
My boot buckles rattle as I walk down the rough path, my purse swinging from side to side.
WENDY
I am the first to reach the skating arena. The cold air chills the back of my neck through my hair.
The large sliding doors open as the others walk in a few minutes apart from each other. Red is surprisingly the last to arrive.
We all get our skates and glide onto the slippery ice. Each of us getting on in a different way that suits who we are as a person.
Bebe is the most graceful of us all. This might be one of those things about her that I just haven't gotten to see yet.
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This chapter will connect to the next chapter sorry for leaving u on a cliff hanger until I get chapter 15 out 😭🫶
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Love letters (BebexWendy)
FanfictionSecret love letters start appearing on the door of Wendy's locker. She and her best friend Bebe try to figure out who the letters are from while they both discover something about each other. !!Cover art isn't mine!!