The Best Of Friends// Robbie Kay

Chapter 8: Not the same

Robbie's POV

Thursday

Abby pushed me back into my desk chair. Grabbing me by the collar and smashing her lips on to mine. This was all this relationship was,  making out. All she ever wanted to do was swallow my face. She always pulled me out of class to make out, pull me out in the hallway, even when she came over to my house thats all she did. Believe it or not, its starting to get pretty old. I want a relationship built off of real feelings, not some crush based on the others looks. I have been thinking if what me and Abby have is just a joke. What if Makenna is right? What if Abby really is a slut? Well, if she is, I'll find out myself. I just hope that dating her wasn't a mistake and that maybe we'll be together for a while. I just can't help but feel our relationship isn't going right. And I've noticed something strange, in books and on TV you always hear "when we kissed I felt tingly and felt warm and happy inside," well I never got that with Abby. Come to think of it I haven't really had it with any girl. Well besides-

"You're so hot," Abby's voice cut off my train of thought. I had just realized we were still kissing. Most of the time I just sit there while she does the rest, she is definitely more experienced than me. She stands up and drags me toward my bed. She pushes me down hard then climbs on top of me, our lips never disconnecting. I wish we could do something that other couples do, like watch movies cuddled up on the couch or ride bikes around town together. Anything other than this.

"You know," Abby starts. "There's a party at my friend Jason's house on Saturday, wanna go with me?"

This was our chance to do actual couple things. I can't pass down this chance.

"Sure."

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Makenna's POV

I lay in bed staring up at my boring plain white ceiling. It is currently 1:30am so I have decided it is hopeless for me to sleep. It's been like this since Robbie stopped spending the night here. If the nightmares don't keep me up then the absence does. His part of the bed is cold now along with me. He's not here to hold me and calm me down. It has been quite lonely without him. He never comes over to my house anymore, he always sits with Abby in class, he now sits with Abby at lunch, basically I don't even see him anymore. I realize it's only been like two days but I miss him like crazy. It's not the same without him here. Sleeping isn't the same, class isn't the same, lunch isn't the same, life isn't the same. I just wish he was here to make things feel safe and okay.

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The next day

I stare at Robbie from across the lunchroom. Laughing with Abby and her stupid group of perky annoying poodles, not literal poodles but, yeah. Is he happier without me? I thought he said I would always be most important. That I would always be his queen. Yeah, I sure feel like royalty.

"Don't torture yourself Maks," Patrick said. I sighed and turned to him.

"Yeah I know, I just cant help it though. He just look's so happy. Was he not happy with me?" I ask.

"No he is happy with you. I mean you are his best friend,"

"I was his best friend, but now I'm not so sure," I say feeling tears build up behind my eyes. Patrick put a hand on my shoulder.

"Makenna trust me, he loves you," Patrick said softly. My head shot up.

"Did he tell you that?" I ask.

"Yeah he said 'Makenna is my best friend and I love her' so I'd say he does love you," Patrick said. I continued to stare at Robbie and let out a small chuckle.

"I'm feeling the love," I said sarcastically. "Being ignored, avoided and basically cut off from contact, yeah, love."

"He's just going through something. He'll get over it and get better trust me, I don't particularly like whatever he is going through either but there's not much we can do." Patrick sighed before fixing his fedora hat. I never understood why he liked them so much.

I looked back up at Robbie and noticed he was already looking at me sadly. We just sat there staring at each other. I offered him a small smile and he smiled back, but I could still see sadness in his eyes. What were once bright vibrant green eyes, were now dull and bleak. Abby tapped him on the arm and he snapped out of it and turned to her. She gave me a dirty look.

I stood up and swiftly walked out of the cafeteria. I speed walked until I found an empty hallway and sat against the wall with my knees up to my chest.  I buried my face in my hands and resisted the urge to cry. Abby did exactly what I said she would, she pulled us apart. I knew she would, and Robbie let it happen. I just miss him so much. If only Jake came to this school. I mean the other guys like Patrick, Andy, Mikey and Alex have been there but its just not the same without him. I'm so lonely its unbelievable. With my dad still on the road truck driving and my mom gone on business, it's just so quiet in my house. There's nothing for me to do. I mean I still hang out with Jake, and he fills the loneliness sometimes, but I really miss him. I miss our talks, I miss our inside jokes, I miss our sleepovers every night, I miss our 3 am baking. But most of all I miss the treehouse, I miss our kingdom, I miss our playing pretend, I miss our tree jumping. I miss his stupid comments on everything, I miss his British accent, I miss his calming voice at night when I wake up from a terrifying nightmare, I miss him constantly kissing me on the cheek even when I have told him for years to cut the crap, I miss his laugh, I miss his smile, I miss him.    

Tears stung at the edge of my eyes and rolled down my face. I suddenly felt a hand on my arm. I snapped my head up to see none other than Robbie staring down at me worriedly. When he saw my face, his face turned to an expression I could not figure out. He sat on the ground with me, never breaking eye contact. He grabbed my face and wiped my tears away, but more came in their place. He just continued to stare at me.

"Why are you here?" I asked him.

"Because I care about you, and when you walked out you looked like you snapped." There was a moment of silence.

"What about Abby?" I asked. Robbie waved his hand in dismissal.

Without warning I grabbed hold of him and embraced him in a bone crushing hug. He hesitated for a second before hugging back. I rested my head on his shoulder as tears ran down my face. He rocked me back and forth as I continued to cry. I don't know what has come over me. It's like all my bottled up emotions have poured out uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry," I say wiping my eyes.

"Don't be," he said quietly holding me tighter. "It's my fault Abby's treating you like crap. I'll talk to her."

Those aren't exactly the words I wanted to hear, but right now I don't really care much.

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Ok I'm really sorry for this sucky kinda filler chapter. But any who Happy Thanksgiving to anyone in America who celebrates it.  That's part of the reason why this update is late. That and because my computer didn't save the chapter cause its a doody head. Hope you enjoyed the chapter though. And I got a question for you guys, would you like me to put up a picture of what Kenna looks like? Well it would actually just be a picture of me but, yeah.

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