chapter 3: Old friends make good entries

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The school day went by normally; normal classes, normal people who I only slightly interacted with, normal hours, normal everything. Only what happened next was far from it. 

"Allia?" I turned around at hearing my name.

The sight of the person standing there had a trapped gasp in my throat.

Dark eyes piercing into you like they knew all your secrets. Brown hair only barely out of the piercing eyes. A voice like silk, running down your spine and an unforgettable smile.

"Shaun?" He was barely recognisable, but best friends always remembered each other no matter how long they had been apart. 

We met each other when we only just turned teenagers and now we weren't far off from becoming adults. When we met we were introduced by my at the time boyfriend, truthfully it made me fearful as I didn't know what to expect.

Me and my boyfriend were more than toxic, we were like acid and gasoline mixed together, a combination that would never end well. We would break up almost every month or so, going on for three years. So I didn't know what he could've told them and what they would've thought of me. But I was happily surprised.

"No it's sherlock homes" He chuckled. Same humour as always.

"What are you doing here?" I asked softly.

"College of course" A simple answer, yet one I didn't expect to come from him. As far as I knew the college he wanted to go to was far from here, but then again time can truly change a person. I would know.

"Do you wanna grab a coffee, catch up with each other?" We hadn't talked since I ran away and he was one of the people I missed like hell. 

"Have we really been that far away from each other, that it's become a question?" he asked it sarcastically. Sarcasm and humour, the two things you could know him for. 

"I suppose your right, I know a good cafe not far from here"

The cafe was small but lively due to the welcoming people and music playing in the background. We ordered ourselves our coffees before going to sit at one of the tables, Shaun ordering a cappuccino and myself ordering a mocha. 

As we sat, Shaun instantly ordered me to tell him everything "It feels like I haven't talked to you in ages, so what has been going on?" He asked with a smile "Lye and Sadie treating you right?" Wait how did he know I was living with them? I didn't tell him a thing.

"It's you Allia, we've been best friends for years, you'd think you'd know by now that I can read you like an open book" he wasn't wrong, he could. It was one of the scary things about him. He knew practically everything about me without me even having to explain anything. 

"Yeah they are, it's complicated but I'm happy with them" A brighter smile appeared on my face as I mentioned my two soulmates, the people I would happily do anything for without any questions asked. "What about your partners?"

Shaun's partners were the complete opposite but it fitted perfectly into their relationship; Masky, their boyfriend, was overprotective, slightly dangerous and extremely loving. Whilst Flora, their girlfriend, was sweet, shy and slightly clingy. Masky was always at work, which Shaun didn't mind about but they would always talk about how much they missed him. Flora would help that feeling of loneliness which was what made it so perfect. Of course they both missed him deeply when he was away for so long but they gave each other the best company.

"Their amazing..Masky's still working a lot, although I'm trying to help him take breaks to relax which he's getting better at, and Flora.. well she's just Flora, as sweet as always and always trying to make me as happy as she can." You could see in Shaun's eyes that he loved them more than anything and it made me happy to see him so happy, it made me even happier knowing that someone was there to protect him if needed. As his best friend I got and still do get worried about him often, but knowing that Masky would do anything for him, including risk his life and kill for him as many times as he needed, gave me a peace in mind.

"Good, you deserve to be happy" I was relieved, happy to see him safe, happy and seemingly healthy. 

"So do you Allia" he gave me a smile that reached to his eyes. 

As we continued to talk about everything that had happened in our lives, and I mean everything; I told him about the murders, the torture, the joining of the organisation, he didn't even bat an eye. The only thing he really seemed to care to ask was "are you safe" to which I answered that I was.

Sure sometimes I wasn't, sure the lifestyle came with it's bad side, what was anyone to suspect? It was a dangerous organisation of murderers and people that probably should be in a mental hospital, including myself. But I felt safe because I had the small group of people that I truly cared about by my side and sometimes that was all you ever needed. 

"Can we keep in contact more often now?" I hated how nervous he was to ask the question. Usually he would tell me to keep in contact but he was asking instead, showing just how much I had hurt him for leaving without saying anything.

As much as I was glad to be out of the situation I was in, I still felt an unbearable amount of guilt for leaving him and a couple of others behind. 

"You don't have to ask, I want to meet up with you and I'm so so sorry for leaving..one day, with time, I hope you'll be able to forgive me for that" I started

"I already have. By the time we had walked in here all was forgiven, your my best friend and I love you. You asking me for a coffee shows that nothing changed between us so I forgive you for everything, plus it's difficult to stay upset at you" he laughed at the end and everything felt like it was ok again between us, to which I was more than overly grateful for. Although if I was being honest, I was a little sceptical about it to but I suppose I always was.

He had helped me many times. He helped me get through an extremely difficult relationship, he helped me feel seen, he helped me feel happy and gave me reasons to live. I not only loved him but he was one of the people I felt like I owed my life to.

"I'll walk you back to wherever your going?" I offered, even though we had been talking for 3 hours it felt like it wasn't enough and I craved more company with him. 

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