M For Marina: A Larina Fanfiction

SEVEN

I woke up to an unfamiliar place. I was on a bed, but it wasn't mine. What happened last night? The last thing I remembered was going to a club, for the first time in ages. Had I met a guy? Yes, yes, I had, that's right. And we were getting into it, too.

Just as I was putting the pieces of last night's puzzle together, realisation hit me: JIM! Not only would he be worried and pissed about me not coming home, but I fucking cheated on him!

I jumped off the bed and I felt a sheet of paper land onto my feet, it must have been on the bed and I pushed it as I got up. I picked it up and found it was a note, with the following scribbled onto it in messy handwriting:

Dear Lizzy,
I am terribly, terribly sorry for what happened last night. I can't believe it happened. I can understand if you wouldn't want to know me any more. And I'm sorry about Jim, I hope that he won't suspect anything. I'm also sorry I had to leave, but I couldn't face you after what happened.

What was this? How did this guy know about Jim? I would never have guessed that I would let it slip. I can't believe I let this slip. I was so confused. This guy was very kind, I felt guilty for making him feel so bad. I just wanted to call him and tell him that it was okay and he doesn't have to feel terrible for something that was obviously my fault, but I didn't have his number.

...or did I? When I read who the note was from, I realised that I do have this guy's number. But he wasn't even a guy.

It was Marina. Marina.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I screamed. I couldn't believe it happened.

I stood frozen for several minutes, astonished, but then I realised how Marina must have felt. She must feel terrible. I couldn't let her stay like that. Nor could I let her get away. She was my only friend. And Jim likes her.

She was too perfect to lose.

I trailed off for a moment, thinking about all the great qualities Marina had.

Friendly. Kind. Sweet. Always thoughtful. Fun. Funny. Cute. Pretty. Adorable accent. Curvy. Sleek. Big breasts. My mind entered that state of dreaming that it was in when I had first seen her at that party.

She was perfect. And I could not let her get away.

By the way she sounded in that note, I guessed she would have left her house. So my biggest chance was to call her.

I ran over to my bag that was lying on her dressing table and carelessly scrummaged through it, in need of my phone.

When I had retrieved it, I rushed to call her. Just before I hit that call button, a thought hit me: What if she won't answer because she knows it's me? So I came up with an idea.

I went into my phone's settings and set my caller ID to "blocked" so when I call Marina, she wouldn't know it was me.

I then pulled her contact back up and hit the call icon. I hoped she'd pick up.

The dial tone sounded.

And sounded again.

But then it stopped.

"Hello," greeted Marina. "Who's speaking?" I smiled at the sound of her beautiful voice.

I sighed, knowing she'd probably hang up on me once she knew who I was. "It's me," I told her.

"Oh, Lizzy, I- I'm terribly sorry for what happened last night. I think we were off our heads and I'm so sorry!" she sounded so upset. I just wanted to hug her and tell her everything was okay. It devastated me, hearing her like this.

"No, Marina, it's okay. I don't even remember anything. It's totally okay. We'll just put it past us. I can't afford to lose my only friend for one thing that happened while we were wasted," I said, desperate to keep our friendship going. I couldn't let her slip away from me. It seemed like destiny, I was meant to meet her. Ever since she stepped into my life, it has become brighter, more lighter. It has helped me, she has helped me.

"Oh, thank God! I didn't want to lose my only friend either," she replied, relieved. Only friend? I'm her only friend?

"Only friend?" I asked, amazed.

She let out a fake laugh. "Yeah, you're my only friend as well. All the other people I know are stuck-up bitches. You're so down-to-earth and we get along so well. I mean, it's only been a few days and I already feel like we're best friends!" she explained. At least I wasn't the only one who felt that way. I felt like I was going to cry.

"So do I! It's crazy but I feel like it's almost a miracle. I desperately needed someone, someone to talk to. And here you are. I'm so glad we met!"

"So am I! You know what? You're right. We need to forget about what happened. I'm going to come back now and we'll go somewhere. I'll see you in a few minutes," she said and ended the call.

I sighed and fell onto Marina's soft, silky bed in relief. There was just this part of me that didn't want to let her go. She was now this big part of my life and she just can't walk out of it straight away. I felt like I needed her, but I didn't know why. I just couldn't bear to part with her.

I realised I was in my underwear, so I spotted my clothes that were carelessly thrown into the ground and dressed myself in them as I waited for Marina to arrive.

author's note: OKAY, HERE IT IS!! I'm so sorry I'm so slow at updating! I just realised that I had already completed the chapter, I just needed to add a few extra sentences to make it a bit longer. It still didn't pass the 1000 line, but it's only supposed to be a short story, right? I'm also a bit iffy on those two last chapters both starting with an "I [verb]" but it's okay, I guess. I hope you guys liked it! And don't be too disappointed, it is a Larina and Lana and Marina will fall in love, but I thought I should just add an extra bit, just to make it a bit longer and more...interesting?