Evanescent

Five

The look on her face confirms my theory. She might as well have written a giant sign saying, "Well you look at you Sherlock! You cracked the case!"

Deep down I was hoping I was wrong. Somewhere inside I was telling myself that I was way too strong to give up. But apparently I wasn't.

I can't help wondering what caused me to act like that? As far as I can remember my life was perfect.

"It's okay," she whispers. She must have read my shocked expression like a book because the next thing she says is," You know you still have some sea salt caramel chocolates left."

"I know," I reply. But the new information has my mind too busy running in circles to think about anything else.

"On a brighter note, there's a new boy at school and he seems just your type," she smiles. I laugh, but it's not a real one.

"Oh really? I have a type now?" I say back to her.

"Well I mean he's my type so he must be yours," she's actually laughing now. I'm glad to have a friend like her. Just when I feel the tears start to blur my vision, she always manages to blow them away with just the right words. What a talent.

"What's his name?" I ask.

"Tanner Daniels," She yawns.

I go to sleep on a good note. And when I'm sure Annie's asleep, I reach onto my nightstand and quietly open a chocolate and shove into my mouth.

•••••

I wake up to the sound of someone banging on the door. Today came way too fast. Instead of a dream this time, I slept through an ironic peacefulness inside.

I jump out of bed, no, more like fall out of bed and zombie walk to the door. But the face I on the other side couldn't have been more unexpected.

She's the same as I remember, except more tired. The same dark brown hair, the same color as mine. The same smirky smile with the eyes so bright and full of life.

Maybe she's what I needed. Some guidance, a mentor, a mom.