A Love to Last A Lifetime// Camren

Introduction

I wasn't surprised when I first saw them. The tiny cuts covering her wrists. I felt like I knew they were there and that she was doing it, I just didn't want to admit it. I heard the crying at night, I saw the sadness in her eyes from time to time, I knew something was wrong, but I just didn't want it to be true. So I pushed it out of my mind, time and time again. But I couldn't push it away this time. My best friend is hurting herself, she needs someone, she has needed me so many times when I wasn't there, and when I saw the tiny red marks, my heart dropped.

I looked at her eyes, they were looking down, her fingers fiddling with the bracelets on her wrist and her hair covered most of her face, I could almost see a frown. But right as the interviewer spoke, she shot up like nothing was wrong. Her hair pushed back behind her ears, her hands sitting perfectly in her lap and her winning smile plastered on her face. But her eyes, I couldn't get over how they didn't change, not one bit. They were big and beautiful and you could get lost in them, but they were sad. They didn't light up like usual, and the more I stared the more her smile seemed fake, and I could see it, that my happy bubbly best friend, wasn't who everyone thought she was.