Chapter 3 - Notions

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"How have you been?" He asks, his lips as perfect as ever, and his delicate, brown eyes searching my face and body.

I can't speak. A part of me is elated to see him, but another part of me, a part I never knew existed elevated my thoughts and I snapped.

"Awful. But I guess you wouldn't know after all this time." I simply answer and I note the sadness in his eyes.

"Look, Freya-" He starts, while his gaze is dropped on the floor.

"No, you know what Nick, don't you even try, it's not worth it." I say frustrated and move to the side to walk away from him when he grabs my arm, but I don't budge.

"But, you don't even know why." He tries to get through me, and his touch reminds me wild feelings, as electricity blazed along my hand he's holding.

"I don't care." I say without meeting his eyes, my back still facing him, "Any reason you even tell me, won't be enough. It doesn't give you an excuse to just leave your best friend and not even try to call her." I force my hand away from his, causing sadness to fill my heart, but no pain can beat the one when he ditched and forgot all about me.

"But, Freya!" He shouts as I walk away, trying to take steady steps and steady breaths, but nothing can help me feel better. The way he says my name, just reminds me so much.

"Nick, don't!" I giggle, as my best friend's 9 year old hands tickle my sides and neck.

"I - I can't breathe!" I beg but I don't try to stop him, stopping him from laughing, is like I force myself to stop breathing. His laugh booms my ears and I couldn't be happier.

When he finally stops, we hear my mum shout from the front porch,

"Lunch's ready kids!" And she smiles when she sees us this happy.

"Nick, do you ever think we'll be friends forever?" I ask, my eyes shining under the sun, as my head touches the grass. He, too, falls back with me, looking at the blue, peaceful sky.

"I don't know, but what I do know, is that we are now. And that's all that matters." He says, and turns his head to look at me. My eyes stay glued to the sky as thoughts pervade my mind.

"Then promise me." I whisper, and turn my head to look back to him.

"Promise you what?" He says confused,  his eyebrows furrowing together, making his eyes much more mysterious.

"That we'll always be best friends." I answer, and search his eyes for any type of rejection.

"I'll never leave you." He smiles, his lips stretching in a perfect, full shape.

I smile back and he immediately starts tickling me again, leaving me breathless but happy and complete.

Truth is, we were best friends since birth. Our mothers were always close, but we had gotten so much closer. Little did he know, when we grew up, I learned to love him as something more than a best friend. He meant so much to me, but the way he left and showed no interest in talking to me ever again showed how little worth I was to him.

I run to my car, and immediately sit and lock it behind me. I don't see him following me, but I didn't expect anything more of him. I sigh, brushing my hand through my soft hair and drop my head to touch the steering wheel. I heave a big sigh and force myself to put the car in gear.

I pull the car away from the parking of the school once my breathing has steadied, and ignore the fact that I'm leaving in the middle of the school day.

"Hey Mum." I give her a small smile as I step into the kitchen and notice that she's not at work either. Instead she's on her laptop researching some kind of medicines.

"Oh hey honey. What are you doing back so early?" She lifts her head from her hand, where it was resting on the kitchen counter, and her eyes seem tired, like she's been researching for hours.

"Just, didn't feel like it today Mum. It's the last day after all." I simply answer and drop my bag on the floor as I move towards her. I notice on her laptop screen, the search url, "Cancer Cures." My eyes widen, as she reads my expression and immediately turns the laptop around.

"Wh - What are you looking at?" I stutter.

"Honey, it's not what you think. One close friend of mine has just announced to me that she has Leukemia..." She admits.

"Who?" I answer quickly.

"No one important to you dear." She says, but she doesn't convince me, but I still drop it because I notice the pessimism in her eyes.

"By the way, you heard that Nick Robinson is back right?" She says, but her sad expression doesn't change.

"Uh, yeah. I - I saw him at school today." I put my arms on the counter, trying to keep myself balanced.

"And?" She furrows her eyebrows. She knows how angry he's made me, and how neglected I felt when he left.

"And, nothing," I answer, "I can't look at him Mum." My gaze drops on the counter, and she stands up to give me a hug. Since my dad died from a car accident, we got closer. He died a year ago, but I seem to be cooping better than her. Since all my life I've  been losing people I love... I'm about used to it by now. The fact that Nick wasn't even here for his funeral - he knew how much my dad meant to me - made the matter even worse.

"Oh honey, one day you'll have to forgive him. He's back for the whole summer, after some of his errands are done." She admits, and the word "errand" saddens her.

"I don't know Mum. Everything is just happening so fast. I need a break to breathe. My heart can't take this right now." I admit in a low whisper,

"Oh honey. Your father would be so proud of you. You're a senior now, you're going to college in a year. Just don't let this boy that made you so happy in the past, drift away from your life again." She advices and I drop my embrace and grab my bag.

"I'm going to my room." I announce, and she nods, sitting down on the stool to the counter. I can see her frowning on the laptop again, but I'm guessing she won't talk about what's bothering her so I head up.

When my head immediately meets my soft pillows on my double bed, I close my eyes, and remind myself of this morning. How he held me, and my eyes. How he examined me with nostalgia. I bet he missed me, but I'm not letting him get away with this easily. He hurt me, he isn't worth my time. I notice my egoistic, stubborn thoughts but after all, he was selfish to leave just like that too.

So we're getting even Nick Robinson.

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