21 days

Day 8

Now it's Thursday.

I thought about my best friend Carla. I thought of visiting her, because she tweeted that she's back in the town since about one week. She studied interpreter, so she wasn't at home for months. She went to Australia. I hoped to get the chance to explain myself and to apologize. Right now I wasn't that afraid, because in the last days I saw what humanity feelings are. I left a favorite under her tweet. I hoped she still knows me.

At 1pm, I went down the street and along a little hill. If she still knows me, she will be there. She will be at the bush next to the garden floors. When I arrived our place, the little ledge behind the bush were we always played in when we were younger and we always tried new stuff secretly, she wasn't there. I sat on the ledge and looked at the river. Yeah you had a beautiful look up there. I waited about 10 minutes... and another 10 minutes... I already gave up. It hurt me so much, so I started sobbing. Suddenly a warm hand carefully touched my shoulder. I closed my eyes and my body didn't want to move.

"Christina?" a warmly voice said. My heart skipped for a moment. She really came. As I didn't turn around after probably 30 seconds, she sat next to me.

"Carla.. you really came..." I slowly tunred around to her. When I looked at her, I noticed that she changed so much. She was so tall and her hair grew so much. I was always proud of her when we were together. I always told her how worthy she is, because she never really believed in in this. Wow she looked so self-sufficient.

"I did never mean to be rude to you... that one message... it was just, because... it hurt me that I was the one who should be there for you as Nick cancelled on you. But before... you never had time for me... I was so angry and I didn't think how you felt like... But now, I'm here, because I need you. All these memories keep stuck in my head.

You're not your make up, not your clothes, an anonymous face and no one knows. Not a skin color, a pretty face, the number of inches around your waist..." she said that and started singing "You're worth it" to me.

I couldn't believe it. She kept singing in this one year, and she learned how to sing. We always sang together and we had so much fun, because she did never hit the notes. But this time, she hit the notes and I felt her heart break in it.

"Carla... you can sing! Omg, this was amazing!"I shouted out.

"Hahaha no, but thanks! I kept singing, because it reminds me on you. When you left me, I thought about everything and felt so bad. The only thing what reminded me on you was singing, so I did it for you."

"Are you serious? It's all so new and confusing and I'm unbelievable proud of you."

I could see her tears. She always treated me like her idol, like her big sister. She is one year younger than me, but we did never care, because we were always in the same grade level and I had more fun with her than with friends in the same age. Now I said that her singing got so beautiful and she seemed emotional.
I pulled her into a tightly hug.

"I'm so proud of you Carla. Don't cry." I whispered. I already started crying, because of her whole personality, her look and her soft voice.

"Thank your for coming back Christina."

"Everything is coming back so far right now." I said this and in this moment she noticed my arm.

"Omg, what happened Christina??"

"Nothing special... I.. I fell."

"I know you. And I know what it sounds like if you lie. And right now you lie." she said in disbelief.

I started talking about the day I met the little boy who saved me. Carla looked at me like she was hit by the car.

I guessed she remembered the day I crashed with my bike. The pedals were broken. It was in the 6th grade. I was on the way to school. I just crossed the street, heard Carla and a few other girls from my class yelling my name and then it happened. My pedals fell off. I wasn't awake for like one minute. I laid on the sidewalk until an ambulance came by. It sounds really weird, but I was actually hurt. The bike hit me and I almost fell on the street. When I got to meet Carla that afternoon, she told me what happened and that she was afraid and shocked. She told me that the police came to check my informations and one *bitch* said to them she's my best friend, so she gave her infomations for questions. Carla already cried there. After they came too late for school, they had troubles with our geography teacher. This day was horrible for Carla and me.

I quickly tried to change the topic and asked for my sisters.

"Carla, have you seen my sisters recently?"

"No, but your Mom."

"Omg, how is she??"

"She looked really pale and she actually got really thin. I was a little shocked when I saw her."

"Omg, I hope this is not my fault..." I lost a tear.
Actually, Carla always tried to make me feel better, but this time she didn't. I could understand her. I knew she actually thought that it was my fault. In this moment I took my journal. I looked for a free page. I took my pen and gave it to Carla.
Carla knew what it is. Of course she did, because I used to write my whole life into journals when we were younger. No one knew me better than Carla.

"Today I want you to write in it. No matter what you'll write, I'll honor it and it will be in my heart. Forever and always." I smiled and looked at her with a weakly smile. She took the pen and started writing. She stopped after a few minutes and looked up into the nature. After a deep breathe, she continued writing. When she closed the journal, I was only able to spot the last word she wrote. "FIGHT!"

"Christina, let's sing Rolling in the deep by Adele one more time." she suddenly said. Rolling in the deep was the song we always tried to sing but Carala failed everytime at the high notes. "Rolling in the deep" was our song. Always. I laid my hand on her hand and smiled into her face.

"Sure"

I started singing and she slowly joined after the first sentence. I looked forward the chorus, because she never hit the high notes before. And then the chorus came. I stopped singing after "We couldn't", because I wanted to hear her voice. She didn't notice that I stop and sang with so much passion. Last time we sang it, I stopped singing at the chorus, because I had to laugh about her cracked voice. But this time I stopped, because of the softness and passion in her voice.

"Whaaaat? Why did you stop??" I laughed.

"You got it!" I smiled with doggy eyes.

"Stupid habit Chris. Stupid habit."

"What?"

"Doggy eyes gurl."

We started laughing really hard. Yeah, it was always one of my habits. The next hours we talked about everything what happened in the past year. Carla went to Australia, Spain, Sweden and the Netherlands, she got a boyfriend named Floriean and she moved to him on his parents Ranch. I told her about the lucky times with Nick, but also what I thought the whole time this year.
I really wanted to get to know Floriean, because I didn't know him, so she suggested me to come to the Ranch with her and I said yes. But we stayed there until the sun went down. The sunset reminded us on the time we spent our childhood together.

END OF THE CHAPTER ♥

So you guys need to know, this chapter LITERALLY happened. Thsi chapter is true. It's my own experience.

The ledge behind the bushes are real.

The bike accident really happened.

The "You're worth it" scene really happened.

"Rolling in the deep" was always our life song.

etc.

Well, even if you think this is kinda too much, tell me. But this Chapter means the world to me, because of the fact it really happened. My own experience...

Tell me what you think and vote if you like it ♥

Thanks :) -Piper