Jane and Ari had come to visit today.
(In case you forgot, they're their friends)They stayed for a couple of hours, where we all just talked about new movies and clothes and boys.
Basically boys, since that's the most interesting thing to them.Anna thou, seemed noticeably distant.
Even Ari and Jane could see that but they didn't asked much about it.It'd been two days.
Two days since I saw Anna having that mental breakdown.
Two days since Anna went to college.
Two days since Anna had actually laughed .
It was painful, seeing the only person I really did care about anymore being this miserable.
She'd not been out of her room, not even ones.
I forcefully fed her and even then she ate less.
I'd stayed behind with her, missing my classes as well.
Arthur has called yesterday worried sick.
He said that he thought that I was avoiding him after that date, thou I had no idea why he'd think that seeing as he had been perfect.After telling him that it was not him but just a matter of personal problems, he finally understood.
Anna, as I could see, was spiraling in depression slowly and slowly.
Nothing seemed to matter to her.
She'd sleep for the majority of her day and I'd usually hear her soft cries at night and all I could do was run to her room and stay with her till she slept again.
It broke my heart to see that there was nothing I was able to do for her when she had done so much for me.
She was the first person that'd bothered to break free the walls that I'd created and no matter how hard I pushed her, she still managed to make her way through.
It was almost 11:30 p.m and I'd decided that tomorrow, no matter what, Anna and I would join back our classes.
I couldn't let her hide away, no matter how miserable she was, she had to face the reality.
I couldn't help her if she wouldn't let me.
I'd tried asking her a million times but every time I did, her eyes would start to water again and her whole body would start shaking, as if she was crying and after the 4th time, I just didn't ask again.Why should I ask her things that hurt to remember?
It was better to give her space.
Knowing her, she would tell me when she felt comfortable enough.I signed and ran my fingers through my hair in agitation.
It was frustrating knowing that my best friend was breaking down in the room next to me and all I could do was hear her soft cries as they filled up the silence.
With April, I always knew to give her space and time and at the end she'd always tell me the problem and eventually we'd found a solution but with Anna it was different.
She was more closed off and I didn't knew if space was what she needed or it was closure she was looking for.
I groaned and realized that if we had to go to college tomorrow, then I needed to sleep.
That night i had a dreamless sleep.
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I woke up to the smell of coffee and Coldplay playing outside the door.
Immediately, a frown took over my face and I rushed out to see Anna wearing a crop top and sweatpants dancing while sipping on coffee.
Almost as if sensing my presence, she turned around with a smile on her face and said "Mornin, Sleepyhead."
The smile was as fake as Kim Kardashian's butt and both of us knew it.
"Don't just look at me, theirs enough food to last us a lifetime" and pointed towards the plates piled up with pancakes and bacon and eggs and whatnot.
I just continued to stare at her.
What was up with her?
Why was she acting as if the last two days hadn't happened and everything had been perfect?I made my legs move forward, but my eyes still trained on her.
An expression of worry stretched on my face as I took in the house.It was perfectly cleaned, not a spot of dust could be spotted.
I realized that it must've been Anna's doing.
Her way of convincing herself that she's going to be alright.I just shook my head and looked at her, noticing that she had already started to pile up the food on her place, as if escaping the chance to not having any conversation with me.
"Don't pretend with me Anna"my voice was low, almost a hushed whisper but I knew she heard me, a frown ceased upon her perfect features but she didn't meet my eyes.
It was 9 when we left and surprisingly it was me who had initiated the conversation.
I made sure to not talk question Anna about anything regarding to her state the last few days and tried my best not to upset her.
We took our usual seats at the end and I passed a quick hello to Arthur, who looked over at me as if he was seeing me for the first time.
I remembered now that he was telling me something that day before we were interrupted.I sighed and mentally reminded myself to ask him later.
It was gonna be a long day.
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