The Broken Ones

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Did you find something to write about?" Alesia asked.

"Yeah, I did," Valeriana told her. "I wrote when I went to the state library for the first time."

"I liked the state library," Alesia commented.

"Well, this is going to make me seem like such a nerd but seeing all of those books had an effort to me," Valeriana explained.

"It does make you sound like a nerd, but there is nothing wrong with that," Alesia told her.

Valeriana laughed. "I don't know if I have told you this, but you always know the right thing to say to make me happy."

"No one has ever said that to me," Alesia replied. "So what is the next question?"

"Give me a second to look it up," Valeriana said as she fiddled with her phone. "Okay got the page. 'If you could have a do-over what would it be?'" Valeriana asked as she read it from her laptop.

Alesia thought for a moment. Which moment. Which moment in her life would she change? There were so many moments in her life that she regrated. Far too many to count. So which one. Which one of them would she choose to change? The answer came to her quickly.

"7th of June, 2013" Alesia said blankly.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

It had been a long day of school, Alesia had decided as she waited for her father to pick her up. She was seated on one of the benches by the car park. Her father would arrive in a few more minutes. She was grateful that it was Friday, and she would receive a break from school and certain people.

"How could you," Someone growled angrily at her.

Alesia turned around to face Aiden. "What do you want," she said weakly, as she stood up from the bench.

"How could you let Angelica posted those pages around the school," Aiden growled.

Alesia didn't even have to ask to know what he meant. She already knew what he was talking about.

Maya's Diary.

"I didn't know about it," she told him. "I got rid of them as quickly as I could."

"Well it wasn't fast enough," Aiden yelled, he was even trying to be discrete. "I thought you two were supposed to be best friends."

"We are," Alesia replied. "Or at least we were." She added when she remembered the girls conversation a few days ago. The one that ended with Alesia kicking Maya at of her house and telling her that she never wanted to see her again.

"You have to pick," Aiden told her. "Angelica or Maya."

"You know why I can't," Alesia told him.

"You're pathetic," Aiden sneered at her. "I hope you know that."

"I am well aware," Alesia replied miserably. She turned away from Aiden and sat down on the bench again.

Aiden didn't say anything else. Instead, he just walked away. It was another five minutes before her dad showed up. Alesia climbed in the passage seat without saying a word. Her father realised that she was upset and decided to give her space instead of pressuring her for answers.

At the end of the car ride, Alesia escaped to her room. She threw her school bag on the floor and climbed onto her bed. It wasn't long before Alesia fell asleep.

She was awoke five hours later by a knocking at the front door. Alesia looked at her alarm clock, 10:35 pm. Her father would be at the hospital working the night shift. Alesia swung her legs off the bed and went downstairs to see who was at the door.