fractures

we're okay

Layne

"Layne! Your friend's waiting outside for you!" my mother calls from the kitchen.

"Okay!"

My mother and I have finally made things right between us. My mother apologised for being so harsh on me all the time and promised that she would try and be a better mother. I apologised for all the times I was rude to her and disobeyed her and promised to try and be a better daughter. Our relationship is fine now, at least I think so.

I rush down the stairs and burst out the door, eager to head to the theatre with Abbey.

Abbey greets me on the sidewalk and we start towards the bus stop.

It's been weeks since our encounter with the not really real Marlene. We've never told anyone about it. It's been weeks since we picked ourselves up and went on with life. We'll never forgot everything that happened. At least I won't. Abbey admitted to me that she was actually kind of piecing together everything, that I pushed Marlene off the cliff, because this anonymous person (who we later found out was Gwyneth) was texting her. But we didn't confront Gwyneth or anything. Because what can we say? Like Marlene said, there's no more use dwelling in the past. We've gotta just move on.

Anyways, Marlene forgave us. It's over.

It's all over.

Marlene's death fractured Abbey and I. But wounds heal and scars fade.

We're healing.

We're okay.