Best Friends For Always. (Book 2)

•Chapter 10•

This is chapter 10 of the second book!! Lol not celebratory but whatever.

**A few days later**

Sabrina's POV

It's been a while since Bradley has passed away. I've gotten a little better, more social if anything, but worse in the emotional and physical perspective.

I didn't really do anything for while after he died. I was like a social hermit.

It feels good to be back with my friends, but I'm missing Bradley more than ever. It's just too much. Aramis is back, him and Paris are a couple again, happy as ever. Piper and Austin are on fire, perfect relationship! Same with Sarah and Peyton. My best friend has a boyfriend, and lives on the other side of the country. It's like my whole world is slowing falling apart. Then one day, an old friend came to visit. His name was Uriah.

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(Please don't kill me, even if that's your gut feeling, trust me on this one.)

**skip back to Uriah's arrival**

I was outside on the front porch, doing nothing but getting lost in my own thoughts.

There is a black car that pulls up, I grab my phone, trying to act like I didn't notice the car.

The person gets out of the car, and I look up.

"Uriah?" I say, getting up.

"That would be my name!" He says. I run up to him, practically attacking him. He didn't get to make Bradley's funeral because of his sister.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him.

"Well, I felt bad about not being able to make it to the funeral, so I tried coming out here as soon as I could. I'm like four and a half weeks late, but I'm still here." He laughs.

"You dork. C'mon, let's go inside." I say grabbing his wrist.

We walk in and sit at the kitchen table.

"So, how've you been?" I ask him, trying to make small talk.

"Fine, busy as hell, but okay. How about you?"

"Eh, I don't even know what I am." I say slouching in my chair.

"I hear ya'. It's been kinda chaotic lately."

No, you don't 'hear me' my best friend died, idiot.

"Yeah..." I trail off.

"It seems like you're holding up okay." He tells me.

It may seem that way, but inside I'm fucking miserable. God, he doesn't understand. I may look, and act 'fine' but really, anyone can say that they're 'fine', but then again, anyone can lie.

"Yeah, I've gotten better, I guess." I say lying right through my teeth.

"I can tell! I'm glad you're better!" He perks up.

Oh for gods sake. I would be glad too, only I'm not better.

"Me too." I sigh.

There is a knock at the door. I'm saved!

I go and answer it, and see a tear stained Sarah.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Peyton's grandma passed." She says pulling me into a hug.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry." I say. She just cries into my shoulder.

There has been way too many deaths lately. It is getting highly old and extremely pathetic.