Velvet Prov"Ok now that your...somewhat calm tell me what happened you look like you were having a seizure or something." I say pulling him from are hug. He wiped the last of his tears from his eyes and tried to speak but he just ended up crying again.
I pull him back into a hug and start thinking of the first comforting thing that comes to mind. "You were always the cry baby out of the both of us." I say with a nervous laugh. He cries harder. 'Crap...I'm not good at this comforting stuff why did I think that would work' I thought to myself before trying to think of a back up plan.
"Veneer I don't know what's going on but....if you want me to help you're gonna have to tell me what's bothering you." His crying starts decreasing slowly again and I pull him away from
are hug once again. "Ok are you ready to talk now?" He nods his head and wipes his tears again."S-so you got hurt really bad...and..." he said with sniffs between his words "you...y-you died" his eyes start to become puffy. I was in shock for a few seconds trying to think of what to say. "Well...I'm here now aren't I? And do you really think I would be that stupid to get myself hurt that badly?!" I say confidently.
Veneer try's hard not to smile but I take notice and continue "like when's the last time I have even done something to make me end up in the hospital!"
His smile decreases. Crap I messed it up again. "Well you remember the one party you went to? The one I was worried about you going to? Ritz's party?" My confidence quickly shattered remembering that event. "Yea...whats that have to do with me flat lining?"
"Well it's connected to it. Instead of breaking your leg after falling off the roof. You got hurt...worse...and I wasn't there! I should have been there!" He started crying again pulling his knees up to his chest and hugging them. "I should have gone with you I should have listen to my gut! I would have saved you and...and"
"Veneer listen that was some stupid dream it isn't real stop focusing on what hasn't happened and focus on what is happening! For example lets just get off that topic it is clear that I'm here now and not dead. Ok?"
His eyes start to get puffy again but he nods. "Ok let's talk about something that I need to get off my chest before it becomes worse. Did you read my diary yet?" Veneer nods again "I guess you might have a better understanding. Just look I am so sorry I know you still might not forgive me even after reading my thoughts through all this but still."
We sit in silence for a few seconds before I say something again. "But I know in time I'll get an answer can't force it out I guess."
He started to cry again for who knows why now but I just let him do it. Have to get it out of his system. I pull him into a hug to wear he's crying into my shoulder to comfort him. This would have been one of the last things I would have done for comforting.
I mean for all the comforting that I know how to do which isn't a lot. Anyways cause I would have to be walking with his snot on my shoulder but laundry days tomorrow so whatever.
We sit in silence for a while till Veneer falls asleep. I pick him up off my shoulder and lay him down back into his normal position for sleeping. I put his blanket over him and walk over to my bed and lie down.
Right before I drifted off to sleep I remember how worried Veneer was when I just broke my leg at the party! I told him it was fine over and over again but he still insisted staying by my side the whole time I had the cast. That was one of the most embarrassing weeks of my life! But I'm glad to know Veneer still cares.
Since he wouldn't talk to me after the day we got interviewed. I go to bed with a slight smile on my face realizing that we finally talked again.
Flashback
Velvets Prov
"So which one do you think says life of the party"
I hold up two different outfits for Veneer to see
"Vel I don't think this party is such a good idea...I mean Ritz is hosting! And you know how crazy they get." "That's exactly why I have to go Veneer! Now answer the question." I hold up the outfits again for Veneer to pick."The one on the left the other one will make you look like a slut." "See was that so hard?!" I throw the right outfit on to the floor and go into my closet to change. "But seriously Vel I don't wanna see you get hurt. And you're going alone too!" "Well it wasn't like you weren't invited!" I yelled through the door.
"You know I don't like party's..." "Yeah well now your little boyfriend will think you rejected him. How do I look?" I come out of the closet with the outfit on. "HEY! You know it isn't like that we're just friends!" "Yea sure friends blush like a fricken tomato when they see each other! Now how do I look!?"
"Good..." he says grabbing my pillow and smashing it into his face hiding the blush from my previous statement. "Veneer it will be fine! Stop being so stressed I won't do anything crazy... plus Orchid will be there." I say the last part a little quietly so Veneer couldn't hear.
"What?" "Nothing! Look at the time the party will start soon better get over there." I try and brush it off. "But the party's like a few blocks away and isn't someone picking you up?"
"Yeah and they told me there here so...." I quickly walk out of my room with Veneer trying to catch up. "Well at least let me make sure you get into the car it will make me feel better about all this...somewhat." "Whatever." I say quickly walking out of the house door on to the driveway"Bye Vel!" I quickly walk over to Orchids car and get in before Veneer could notice who was picking me up. "Wait...Orchid is that you?!" "DRIVE" I scream at her.
( Heyyy I'm back!! I finally have the motivation again lol. And don't worry I'm doing fine. Me and my friend will be posting a little more cause we have more ideas and know where we're going with the story again. Happy early birthday to me also idk )
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Teen FictionThis is me velvet complaining about my everyday life with my stupid brother in jail because it's boring as hell here WARNING: TO HAVE THE COMPLETE STORY YOU NEED TO FIND "VENEERS DIARY" BY MY FRIEND WAYLOR9 (Idk what I'm doing I'm not a writer just...