Sa woke up. Chris' arms were clamped around her. She just stared at Chris. Then she looked over at Chris' phone. She grabbed it and pushed Chris' arm away.
Sa stumbled to the next room and shut the door. She called back the number of that girl, whoever she was, and waited for it to pick up.
"Hello?" A sweet voice answer.
"What the Fuck. Who the hell are you, to ruin my relationship, my life, like this? Like what the hell?" Sa began, then started to cry " T-Things well going so well...so well.." Sa sobbed.
"Sarah? Sarah is that you? Oh My God. Sarah. This is Heather. I'm not Trix. Are you with Chris? Did you...OMG. I'm coming over. This is bad. Trix, you...God Forget it. Just take a deep breath, get yourself bathed and dressed. I'll be over there really quick" Heather said and hung up.
Sa just stared at the phone in shock.
Sa felt like breaking down, like tearing everything apart, like tearing things to pieces. But this was Heather. Sa knew Heather, trusted her. She nodded to herself and went off to do as Heather had instructed her.
Thirty minutes later Sa was letting Heather in.
In hushed voices, Sa briefly explained what had happened, and Heather looked daggers into Sa's bedroom. Heather had Sa sit down with a mug of hot chocolate, and marched into her bedroom, and picked up Chris as though she weighed nothing, and marched right out of Sa 's house with her, and left her outside.
Christ woke up soon after, feeling the cold floor bite into her skin, and banged the door, demanding to be let back in.
Heather stepped outside with Chris' things and curtly explained the situation and sent Chris packing. With Heather's death glare baring down on Chris' back, Chris scuttled away quickly, knowing when she had been defeated.
Heather then got Sa to help her clean up Sa's whole room, soak the sheets, and basically clear out the air of all the "bad energies" as she called them.
Then they ordered pizza and made a salad, and Heather patiently sat through Sa's tears and sobs and confusion and even was there for Sa through the night. They rented some movies and played some video games, and then she slept out on the couch, and Sa in her bedroom, just in case Chris came back so that Heather would be the one to deal with her, not Sa.
Sa was so fed up. It was like her heart was bleeding. Nothing made sense; that act of lust was not love. It just got under her skin. It did not make sense. She just wanted to hide from the world.
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GIRL ADDICTION
RomanceChris, a young chef-in-training is secretly in love with her best friend Sarah. Chris struggles to find a way to admit her love to her best friend without spoiling the good thing she has going with Sarah, but she fails miserably and ends up doing th...