❄Chapter 8

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"The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it."
-Peter Pan

Riley's POV

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Even after such a tiring day, here I was, in the middle of the lanes of my ex-neighbourhood on a walk with my best friend. Telling her about the days of my miserable life.

Little molecules of fog spread around the area as we continued walking our way to nowhere. Thin layer of cool air percolated through me as I clutched the scarf around my neck tightly. This night was cold, really cold.

"How is uncle David now? Everything going well there?" I asked.

"Oh...Dad is fine" she smiled "He promised to visit us on this new year."

"So, it'll be six months since you've seen him right?"

"Yep" she said, popping the 'p".

"So how was he?" she asked, smirking. What is going in in her head?

"How was who?" Even I didn't know who she was talking about.

"The guy who you are missing right now. Come on! I can see that in your eyes that it is a guy you're thinking about right now. You obviously miss someone." She scrutinized me and then threw her arms around my neck.

"My Dad? Of course I miss him." I sighed.

"No, don't change the topic, it's a guy. I can sense that." She smirked and stopped me from taking a step ahead.

"What if I'm a lesbian and I don't have interest in guys at all?" I smirked while touching her arms.

"Jeez!! You're gross. I know you're not a lesbian. Remember your huge crush on Harry Potter?" She broke out laughing.

"Hey shut up now. You caught me well." I blurted.

"I know. Now spell!!"

"Look, I'm not missing him or something. I just can't get him out of my mind! I just can't forget the way he looked at me. It's like he could see right through me. My thoughts felt so exposed. For a moment, I thought he knew everything about me."

"Well that's a symptom of love sweetie." She winked.

"But first you tell me

What's his name?

Is he your bf yet?

Did you guys kiss?

Oh, don't tell me you both slept together?"

I rolled my eyes

Best friends will be best friends.

And then I told her the entire story beginning from the supermarket, regretting each second of my life I spent with that jerk. Violet instantly fell on the footpath, laughing her ass of while I just glared at her.

"Why didn't you click a picture when she was drenched from your frappe?" she hissed. "I swear I would've added it in my 'Riley achievements' part of our scrapbook. Also, who the hell of a billionaire comes to a supermarket to buy a dozen of condoms?" She said while holding her stomach and chucking. " I'm sorry, I can't control myself from laughing. Wait, what did you say his name is?" She asked.

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