Chapter 3 || When Life Gives You Fro-Yo, Talk To Your New Best Friend

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As we walked through the door of our dorm room we sat down on the unclothed mattress. I looked around at the small room with white walls and modern furniture

"Hey, Wanna come with me to get my stuff out of my car? I only have a few boxes." I asked Bella Rose

" Sure after that, you wanna grab some fro-yo? I know a place not to far away with really good fro-yo and there is a supply store right next to it we can go get school bags and stuff!" She replied

"Yah sounds fun"

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As we walked through the doors of the dorm building, Bella stopped to talk to a person that looked familiar.

I waited there for a good 5-7 minutes I just played on my phone and looked up every once in awhile . while we walked to my car, I asked Bella who that was.

" That's, uhh my friend. You know, we kind of, we well, we uh, we went to grade school and our parents kind of know each other kind of. Then when my mom got her new job we moved away and I asked him where he was going to highschool and he didn't know then i got really mad and when we left yah you get the point." she explained

"Hey Bella, I-"

"No, Don't 'Hey Bella,' me, I wanted to help you figure out and get through your past because honestly I don't want to revisit mine and I did this whole 'Hey wanna be friends and talk about all of our issues' because i want to know that I'm not the only messed up one in this school and I thought you might be that person, But I guess I was wrong. I'm Sorry I don't like to judge a book by it's cover and that is what I did so I am sorry" she started to cry like half way through that and I don't know what to think.

"Bella, I just wanted to know what fro-yo place we were going to go to." I responded to her.

"Oh. I'm sorry I just, I don't know what I thought you were going to say I just, you know, I thought that since I told you that I had issues and that that was why I wanted to help you with your issues that you were going to not want to be my friend and I really just need someone to talk to and I know we don't know each other that well but I really like you and I want to be friends with you and I'm going to shut up now because I'm ranting."she sped through saying that really fast.

"I get it, My life in Ohio sucked. why do you think I'm here?" I told her. For some reason, she made me feel safe. Not like Andrew did when he held me in his arms or like my mom did when I would cry myself to sleep and she would come in my room and comfort me. She used to pet my face like she had done my whole life. It was so soothing she had this way of making me fall asleep because she would just lay there next to me and tell me that it was all going to be ok when I woke up the next morning. Even though she knew it probably wouldn't be. Her voice and the words it was saying gave me hope. The kind of hope that only a mother could instill in her youngest most fragile child.

" You want to talk about it while we set up our rooms when we get back from 'The Fro-yo-yo'?"she asked and I chuckled at the name that started all this.

"Sure I guess. I mean I don't know it's such a fragile subject. I might get through it and I know that I will eventually have to tell you about it and that I will eventually have my moment where, after I get done crying after recalling the painful memories that I will have to just face the facts and get over it, but I might need more time because I just don't know if I can tak-"she put her hand over my mouth and I shut up because, let's face it, I deserved it

"I know I know me too now we need to probably not stand in the middle of the parking lot laughing and crying like maniacs and go to your car."she had a point, honestly.

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