Trust, Love, and Lost Relations

Surprise Phone Calls

Katrish's P.O.V.

It's been two weeks since the boys left. Clarissa leaves next week, and poor Felicity has been really lonely. I knew I could have gone to visit her, but I just can't go over there, to her house, where everything started. I feel like shit because of it, but I can't help but be selfish about this.

Liam, the only person who's been nice to me, aside from Lexi, Chris, and Felicity, since Drew and Brody, is gone. Practically out of my life. I'm probably being over dramatic about this, but I feel so lost. I feel like the only person I have left is Felicity, because Lexi's been spending all of her time with Amber, and Chris hasn't really been talking to any of us. He spends more of his time with Carol-Ann.

I want to be glad that Lexi has other friends, but she's completely blocked us out. She hasn't talked to Felicity either since Zayn left. I don't know whether it's because she can't be in the house either, or if she just doesn't want to talk to us anymore. I mean, I'm sure she has her reasons, but I just wish she'd talk to us about them.

A thought clicked in my head just then. I'm sitting here moping about how I can't go to Felicity's because that's where everything started, but she doesn't get the choice to leave. She not only lost her boyfriend, (I'm pretty sure soulmate), but her brother too. A sudden stab of guilt went through me at that thought.

I made a split-second decision to go visit her, and threw on a random pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. I opened the door, quickly turning around to grab my, almost forgotten, cell phone and keys, and closed and locked it behind me. The walk to Felicity's was only about ten minutes, and I had never been so grateful for it in my life. When she let me in, she closed the door about a millisecond before it started pouring rain.

When I walked in, I smiled at her. "Hey," I said. She looked at me for a moment as if I was a stranger.

"Hi..." She said, apparently confused.

"How are you?" I asked, awkwardly. I had just noticed how awkward it was in the room. It really has been a long time since we've been here.

"I'm good. You?" She asked me.
"I'm good."
"Do you want some tea?"
"Sure."

I followed her awkwardly to the kitchen. When we got there, she walked over to the stove, and I sat down at the table. When she wasn't paying attention to me, I could take a good look at her. She had dark circles and bags under her eyes, as if she hadn't slept properly in months.

At looking around the kitchen, I seen that it was spotless, informing me that she had been obsessively cleaning again. She only did that when she was really upset. At this distance, her hair looked dull, as if she hadn't been taking good care of it, which was odd. Felicity was obsessed with her hair.

I snapped back to reality when the kettle stared to squeal. Thankfully, it didn't seem like Felicity had noticed me staring. She set the tea down on the table in front of me and I thanked her. "So, how have you been?" I asked her, knowing she was going to lie, but figuring I'd ask anyways.

"I've been fine, how about you?" She replied. A lie, obviously.

"I've been better," I told her honestly. A long silence followed where we just drank our tea, staring at the table.

"You could've talked to me about it, you know," she said a few minutes later. I could hear something in her voice, but decided to ignore it, not knowing what it was.

"I didn't want to bother you," I said to her, knowing it wasn't completely true, "you were missing Niall and Zayn and every one else too. I figured we may just make you more upset..."

I didn't know why I wasn't being honest with her, but I felt like if I told her the real reason, that she'd get mad at me. That was probably ridiculous, but you never really knew what was going to make her upset. Sometimes she could be really sensitive, and other times, she just laughed it off.