Change in Heart

Chapter 16- The Note

Chapter 16

Will

"Will! Please could you bring my toiletries bag." Libby yelled from the bathroom, over the noise of the shower.

"Yeah sure where is it?" I shouted back.

"Its in my suitcase."

Carefully, I stepped over the items that covered my bedroom floor, eventually reaching the black suitcase on the far side. I opened the main compartment and searched through the clothes and underwear. With little joy I quickly unzipped one of the smaller compartments, not wanting Libby to wait any longer. I found the purple toiletry bag and picked it up, jogging to the bathroom door.  

My hand froze in front of the door when I saw a piece of tatty paper hanging out of the zip. I stuffed the paper in the back pocket of my jeans and knocked on the door. Libby opened the door slightly and stuck out her hand which I passed the bag to. She thanked me and shut the door. 

I wandered into the living room noticing my parents had already gone out for the day. I took out the crumpled paper, sat down on the nearest armchair and started to read.

Dear Will,

In the short time I have known you, I have rediscovered what it feels like to have a true friend. When you talk to me I feel wanted, when you hug me I feel protected. And when you say those three little words in my ear, I know you mean it. It used to be the most common lie i was told, not anymore. But its not that simple is it? My heart is with you... but not all of it. 

Will I need you to know that 'he' has always been a part of my life. Even now when we're apart, he fills my head. You numb the pain he brings. You fix me up wondering where all the broken prices have come from. But I'm not an toy you can just repair. And you know I've never been near perfect and I never will. He's damaged me permanently. Sometimes I wonder if this has ever crossed your mind. Do you hate him for what he's done? Do you realise that he's the reason I'm a mystery girl? Do you know the reason why i flinch every you call me that is because he used to too? I love you Will, but I can never love you like I love him. Its only fair you know the truth. I'm not going to lead you on anymore than I have done already. I hate myself more and more everyday for what I've led you to believe. Forget about me Will...  

I'm sorry I've let 'him' come between us. Love would be impossible for us now... 

Libby x

I stared wide-eyed at the ink, hoping it would disappear. The words scolded my skin and what's more, my heart. I wondered when she was planning on giving me this piece of torture I was gripping in my sweaty palms.  

Anger ran with the boiling blood in my veins. I tried to hate Libby, but the more I tried the more I loved her.  

I sighed at the hopelessness.

I heard the bathroom door slam shut making me jump. I shoved the paper back into my pocket and tried to busy myself reading the newspaper.  

Libby skipped into the room, as always looking amazing. A lacy skirt hung to the middle of her bare thighs, matched well with a tight fitting tank top that emphasized her chest. Instead of her hair down, which was how she normally wore it, It was neatly scraped into a side bun on her head. A single dark curl hung down on the left side of her face, which she began to twiddle endlessly.

To try to cover my tension I walked over to the American-style fridge and look out a carton on apple juice. Libby's head shot upwards at the sound of the fridge slam shut.

"Oh please could u throw me one?" She smiled, melting my heart. My hand hesitated over the handle.

"Get one yourself." I shot back, surprised she didn't fall over with the blow. I stretched over the couch and turned on the TV, but not before I heard her answer.