Waiting For A Call Back

Message Fifteen

I remember going through my first heartbreak.

Derrick was there for me every step of the way.

And for that, I'm eternally grateful.

I sat down next to Derrick, the bus was quiet as it always is in the mornings. Everything was fine. My boyfriend broke it off five days ago. Then I lost it, I couldn't stop sobbing. I looked up and Derrick's eyes were full of sympathy. I reached out and he took my hand. "He isn't worth crying over." Derrick told me. I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes, my voice cracking, "but I love him." And Derrick lowered his eyebrows, I know he hurts when I hurt. He doesn't like to see me like this. "Chin up buttercup, you're going to go in there and put a smile on your face and make it through the day. You'll be okay." I hug Derrick. "Thank you." I murmur into his shoulder. This was my protector.

Derrick protected me when I was scared and hurt, like all big brothers do.

"Hi Derrick. Please come back."

Yeah my first heartbreak hurt.

But they never told me how much best friend heartbreaks would hurt.