{A u b r e y}
I've always found myself wondering about what happened between him and I. We used to be so close, literally nothing could have ever broken us apart.
But that's the problem with falling in love with your best friend. You get hurt. Once those words come out of your mouth and you start becoming more than just friends, everything comes tumbling down. Especially when your best friend happens to be the most wanted boy in school.
And that leads us to today. After that horrible day of confessing my feelings to him, he had stopped talking to me. No explanation, no goodbye. He just showed up one day with a cheerleader in his arm and just by the sight of that I knew everything was over.
Our friendship, our newly found relationship, everything.
Cody Hart was not to be trusted ever again by Aubrey Hunters.
But even after everything that's happened I still catch myself wanting him, hoping that he'd come back to confess his love to me. Sadly, that hasn't happened.
Yet, I thought.
No! No you can't think that! Calum Hood is an asshole!
But he's so dreamy!
Ugh my mind did have a point...
My eyes scanned his body as I mindlessly watched his every move. He sat on the roof staring out at nothing, with his beanie propped comfortably on top of his head and his eyes staring out at nothing in particular. He did this every morning. I only knew that because I used to do it with him.
I used to sit next to him and lean my head on his shoulder, watching the clouds part to reveal the shining sun that hid behind them. That roof had been the place where many memories had been made, especially the moment that made our friendship crumble into non-existence.
"Aubrey?" my younger brother, Carter, said cautiously walking into my room. "Yeah? What's up?" I asked getting up from my spot by my window.
"I need to be at school early, I have a project due..." he trailed on, his eyes looking down at the floor. "Let me guess," I smirk throwing my arm around his shoulders, "due in a few hours?"
His face turned red with embarrassment. I knew him too well. "I wanted to do it!" He argued, "But I got so lost in this new book a-and-"
I laugh, "Carter it's fine, come on let's get you to school."
He let out a breath of relief and flung his right arm around my waist, walking me down the stairs to the kitchen. There at the dining room table lay a note with messy handwriting belonging to my oh so dear mother.
'Going to Washington
Don't know when I'll be back
There's money somewhere in my room...
Sincerely, Mom'
"Where is she now?" Carter rolled his eyes as he slipped his book bag onto his shoulder. I sighed and crumpled up the paper, throwing it swiftly into the trash can. "It doesn't matter, what matters right now is that we both get to school. Let's go" I say grabbing my bag, keys, and phone before opening the door to the house.
He followed me out to my car and climbed into the passengers seat, fiddling with the seatbelt before buckling it securely. He looked out the window longingly and sighed. I frowned. Our mom always does this to us.
She always leaves and expects us to be okay with not having a mom for a few months while she's out doing who knows what. We know she's not working. We had figured that out the hard way.
