A Broken Friendship

Chapter One - Me and Him

A Broken Friendship

     Chapter One – Me and Him.

Helena. That’s me. You don’t need to know my last name to understand everything. I am fifteen- I guess that would explain why everything’s so complicated. When you’re a teenager, almost everything’s complicated.

In fact, everything is.

If I had to desrcibe myself in a few words, it’d be messed-up, trouble-maker, sensitive and deep inside, lonely.

I stuggle to find the perfect boy friend- and by boy friend, I mean BOY friend. Not boyfriend. There’s a difference.

I guess the reason why it’s so complicated is because I fall for them each time I find one.

Oh yeah. That’s another thing.

I’m a hopeless romantic. I fall for the boys who care for me but don’t like me.

I have had three boy friends. Each backstabbed me and left. The first one, acts like he doesn’t care when he walks past me. The second one is now like my friend-ish. But ever since we fell apart, he stopped understanding me.

The third one, is Alex, and it is the most complicated one out of all the three.

I don’t really know how to explain it. Alex and I are really difficult people who struggles to show how we really feel. Alex and I had a horrible past that haunts us each time. Alex and I are really messed up people who brings trouble to everyone in our lives. We’re (sort of) life-wreckers.

And you can say we wrecked each other’s lives.

Like I said before, however, when we talk to each other, we forget our problems. We forget about all our arguments, we forget about the past, we forget about everything.

When we talk, it’s just us vs our surrounding. We understand each other. We’ve both been in each other’s positions before.

See, even when this part of the chapter is dedicated to introducing me, I get side-tracked and talk about him instead.

We’re a part of each other.

Don’t worry, we’re just friends. I’ve stopped liking him.

I live in a world filled with secrets. I keep secrets, everyone has their secrets. My life is messed up, which makes me messed up too.

I have been backstabbed too many times.

Moving on from that topic, I have three close friends not counting Alex.

One is Chloe. She’s the one who doesn’t care about the things surrounding us, but she herself has problems that she only tells me. She’s the funniest one out of all of us and the one who barely argues.

Another one is Clara. She’s the one who has problems yet doesn’t tell us at all. If she would tell, she’d only tell me and me only. She’s currently stuck in skinny love, where she likes this guy, and this guy likes her back, but they’re not doing anything about it despite the fact that they are both aware of that fact.

The last one is Laura. She, here, is the one trying to stop me and Alex. She’s one of the people who doesn’t like Alex and me being friends. Laura is friends with James, who’s almost like the Alex to her, if Laura was me. Except James and Laura barely talk. They only talk when Laura has the problems. But most of the time, Laura only trusts me out of the three of us. I’ll talk more about why Laura is against it later on. When the time comes.

I guess that ends the introduction on me.

I’ll move on to Alex now. You can go get a cup of coffee if you want. This might take a while.