Danger

1.1

"Good night mom!" I shout rushing up the stairs. I barge into my room slamming the door behind me and flopping onto my bed squealing into my blue silk pillow.

[a/n: by the way guys if I'm writing in brackets like this, it means it's the characters thoughts. Just clarifying for any future confusion since I'm doing this through my phone since my computer broke and I can't italicize. Sorry for the ramble 😅 enjoy!!! 🙃]

[Oh. My. Gosh!!! I seriously cannot believe that Dylan finally talked to me today!! I've been dying to hold a proper conversation with him since I transferred into Whale Buckalew High School. I mean...a 30 second conversation is actually pretty much of a big deal. At least for me]

I snatch my phone up and immediately dial my bestie, Mira's number. "Mir! You will not believe what happened today!" I squeal in excitement.

She responds in an almost indifferent and uninterested tone, which kind of ruins my mood a bit, "Let me guess, it's about that guy, what was his name...? Christian, Damien...-?"

I cut her off with a huff, "It's Dylan! I've literally told you about him like over a hundred times!"

"Yeah and a hundred times is enough for me to lose interest in whatever news you have about this guy", I can practically feel her rolling her eyes through the phone, "Look Alyssa, I know we've been best friends since what? Pre-K? But...", she sighs, "This isn't going to work out. You know what I mean, right? I'm so sorry but...you transferred schools!", she says in an exasperated tone, "I mean you're in a whole different school across this damned country and you're here talking to me about some guy I don't know and don't care about. Don't take this the wrong way but what I'm trying to say is-"

"You don't want to be friends with me anymore", I whisper barely audible but I'm sure she heard it. I bite my quivering bottom lip, "No...I-it's fine. I-I totally understand, it must be hectic with us living two completely different lives now and...and I'm all the way here on the other side of the country with no friends and nothing better to do than ranting on and on about my one-sided depressing crush."

"No! Alyssa you know that is not what I mean. It's just that-"

"Just what?!", I lash out, "Just what exactly?! First of all, why are you using my full name?! You call me Ally, Mir! What happened to that?! Huh?!" I try to keep my voice steady but it keeps cracking up, "You don't even have to say anything! Cause I already know from the way you've been acting and speaking! It must be so great to forget about me, not calling or texting anymore! You must be living your best life staying where we grew up, while I have to move to a whole new place that is completely foreign to me! On the other freaking side of the country as a matter of fucking fact!"

"Alyssa. Stop. Stop it. You're not getting the point!", Mir says with a hint of an exasperation held in her voice, "I care about you! I really do. I want to continue being your friend. It's just—there's not much to bond over...you know how long distance relationships are!"

"Yes! Yes I very much do know how long distance relationships are! And you've also made yourself very much clear!", tears cascade down my cheeks, "And that's exactly why I'm going to do both of us a big favor", I bite back sobs, "I hope I never see you again, you fucking backstabbing bitch!" My voice is laced with venom as I shout into the phone, "You fucker-!" I try to take deep breaths, "I think it'll be better for the both of us if we stop calling each other. Mira, we are no longer friends, don't call my number because I'm going to block you. Don't even try to say some stupid shit because I'm not buying it. You started this and I know you may try to act like you care but I know you don't. You're forgetting that I've known you since Pre-K. We're better off without each other goodbye."

I end the call immediately without waiting for a response. I swiftly block her number and all relations I have with her on social media. I throw my phone across the room in a fit of rage. It flips and finally lands across the room in a corner and cracks against the wall. I spit out curses under my breath. The impact was pretty big, so much so that my mother heard it from downstairs.

"Ally, honey! What was that?! Did you throw your phone again?!"

"No mom! It's fine, don't worry about it, I just dropped something!"

My mom makes a noise that signifies her obvious disbelief at my blatant lie but let's it slide. I love that about her. She just knows when I don't want to talk about something and gives me my space. I really admire her, especially with her remaining resilient despite how we've been struggling since dad left us. He ran away with another woman claiming mom wasn't young enough and even stole most of the money they kept locked away in the safe in the basement. Even though he did all that, mom remained strong for the both of us and even forgave him. I truly admire her for that but I truly cannot just share that same kindness. If that were to happen to me, and I was in her position, I'm sorry mom but I will most definitely curse the shit outta him.

I sigh to myself thinking back on my previous conversation with Mira. [Was all that really necessary? I mean I lost my long-time friend. Shit, what am I even thinking? She deserved that.] I can't help but feel the need to cry again. I pinch my arm to try and stop the tears from coming. It doesn't work though. In seconds, I'm a sobbing mess, boogers, and tissues, all that stuff.

"I really, really wish I could be anywhere but here. With a whole new identity and life. Anything that's completely unrelated and not associated with me."

I flip onto my bed, pulling up the quilt to the bottom of my chin. I whisper a quick and quiet goodnight to myself and mom knowing she couldn't hear it, but I didn't care. I close my eyes and let the darkness of night consume me and eventually drift off into a deep slumber.